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The click of the heels of his new shoes echoed down the corridor as he was led by a woman not much taller than him. He tugged at the collar of his uniform, just a touch too small since it was ordered before his summer growth spurt. They stopped at a doorway half-way down the hall, all the kids inside looking up as the woman knocked lightly.
The teacher inside the room lit up upon seeing them, moving from her spot at the front of the room to greet them.
“Good morning!” Her voice was chipper and slightly too high pitched for tenth grade. It was like she was talking to a second grader instead. “We’re so excited to have you in our class! Why don’t you come with me and we can tell everyone a bit about yourself.”
He didn't get a choice in the matter, the teacher taking him by the shoulder and guiding him into the room. He didn’t get to see what happened to the other lady, though he mourned the fact that she didn’t touch him at all.
“Go ahead,” she encouraged when he was finally in the middle of the front of the classroom.
“Uh… I’m Sky from Lopburi,” he muttered.
“What?” one of the students shouted, as another one yelled, “Speak up.”
“I’m Sky from Lopburi!” he shouted back, his eyes squeezing shut at being made to talk louder. Maybe a little too loud, if the big eyes of his peers staring at him, each gaze feeling like a hole drilling into his head, was anything to go by
“Alright, thank you Sky from Lopburi. You can go have a seat next to Rain!” She leaned down a bit next to Sky so that she could point to an empty seat next to the only boy in the entire room who didn’t seem to have his eyes on Sky.
Walking down the aisle of desks felt like he was walking to the electric chair, being punished for his crime of being way too awkward for his own good. Each pair of eyes chewed him up and spit him out, leaving Sky to feel like a sticky piece of gum on the sidewalk, about to be stuck to this Rain-kid’s shoe for the rest of the year.
When he sat down the desk shook, because Sky wasn’t embarrassed enough, finally drawing the boy's attention to him. Sky cursed internally, knowing that more attention was the last thing he needed.
“I’m Rain,” he said, as if the teacher didn’t point that out.
“I know,” Sky told him, trying to take out his things from his backpack as slowly and quietly as he could.
“What’s your name?” Rain asked, making Sky huff an annoyed breath. He just said it. Twice.
“Sky. From Lopburi,” he added sarcastically.
“Well, Sky from Lopburi, what do you say we eat lunch together later?”
Sky paused, blank notebook in hand. He supposed that didn’t sound too bad. Rain didn’t seem like he was the best at focusing on small details, which meant he probably wouldn’t notice if Sky made a fool out of himself. A lunch partner sounded nice.
“Sure,” he answered softly, hesitantly, like the offer would be stolen back if he seemed a bit too eager.
Rain beamed though, each tooth on display for Sky to see. “Great! We can share some of my lunch if you want. My mom always packs too much. She says I’m too thin but I really just can’t eat that much.”
Sky learned that Rain can eat that much, he just gets distracted a lot. He also learned that Rain pays much more attention to detail than he seemed at first glance. Or second glance even.
“You’ve got something…” he pointed to his own face, showing Sky where to wipe. “Down a bit… to the left… no, up. Actually just let me—“
He cut himself off by reaching over into Sky’s space and brushing his thumb along his cheek. Sky could barely pay attention to the crumb of his sandwich dragging against his skin, or the embarrassment of having something on his face like he was five and not fifteen, not with the way Rain was looking at him. He had curiosity in his eyes, and for the first time in Sky’s life, being perceived by someone else didn’t make him want to run away.
That was the beginning of their friendly acquaintanceship, and Sky thought that that was as far as it would go until Rain invited him to his house to do homework together.
“You like curry right? That’s what my mom’s making for dinner. If not we can pick something up on the way home,” Rain rambled during lunch.
“I like curry,” Sky answered. Even if he didn’t he would push through it. The last thing Sky would want was for his only friend’s family to think he was rude.
It shocked him a bit to think that he could consider Rain a friend, but it did feel right. He talked to Rain every day about lots of things unrelated to school. The anime that he was watching that he was thinking of setting some of his allowance from his father aside to buy the manga, what his life was like back home, other little things that Sky thought were completely insignificant, but Rain seemed eager to learn about. He even told Sky that he wasn’t very interested in anime, but he offered to watch it sometime with him. That was something friends did, right?
They finished their homework quickly with Sky there to keep Rain on track, the two of them strutting down the stairs an hour after they got back from school, rendering Rain’s mother speechless.
“That homework had better be done young man,” she scolded. It was a rule that Rain couldn’t come downstairs until he was finished to keep him away from the TV and the game console connected to it.
“It is Ma, I swear,” Rain said, his eyes wide and defensive.
She turned to Sky as if looking for an affirmation that it was actually done. “We finished.”
Suddenly it was like Sky was part of the family, the joy of someone finally being able to get her son to complete a task all the way through in one sitting shining through. She guided the two of them into the kitchen, pulling out a spoon to give them a little taste of what was to come for dinner. Rain, ever so impatient, nearly stuck his finger directly into the pot she had on the stove, earning a slap on the back of his hand.
“It’s hot,” she scolded. Her face did a complete one eighty as she dipped the spoon into the curry and held it out to Sky.
He went to take it from her but she just brushed him off, pushing the spoon towards his mouth again. He tentatively opened his mouth, letting the curry melt over his tongue. Or melt his tongue rather; it was really spicy.
She laughed at the way Sky’s eyes went wide and he sucked in a deep breath as soon as he swallowed.
“Rain’s pa is from the south, we have spicy curry every Wednesday,” she said with a smile. It was obvious where Rain got it from, a bit mischievous if not the sweetest face he’d ever seen.
“It’s okay if you can’t handle it,” Rain piped up. “There’s a shop down the street that has other food, we can get you something from there.”
Rain’s mother nodded in agreement, seeming as though she didn’t mind that at all. Sky still shook his head though. He was good at handling spicy food, he just hadn’t expected it. It would be fine.
He definitely should have gone with the shop down the street.
Everyone seemed to be perfectly fine, and then there was Sky, seated at the table between Rain and his mother, huffing and puffing through every bite. He’d already gone through a glass of milk, and he was drinking his second one sparingly, not wanting to fill up too much on that and not have room for the rest of his curry. It was good, don’t get him wrong, but god was it burning his entire face.
“Sky, you don’t have to eat it,” she said, wincing in sympathy when he sucked in a slow breath, pursing his lips to cool the air going over his tongue.
“It’s fine… I’m good. It’s really delicious,” he stuttered out, taking another bite. “I’d suffer through this again. You’re a really good cook.”
She chuckled. “Thank you. Seriously though, don’t push yourself if it’s too spicy.”
“It’s not. I’m just not used to it.” He took another bite, kickstarting the burn all over again.
After a few more agonizing minutes made bearable by listening to Rain’s friendly banter with both of his parents, Rain excused them. He practically pulled Sky up by the collar to get him away from the bowl of curry.
“Thank you,” Sky shouted as he was dragged towards the stairs, earning him a laugh from his mom and dad.
“You didn’t have to do that, you know,” Rain said once they got to his room.
“I meant it when I said it was good. I liked it,” Sky shrugged.
“Still. She’s pretty chill, she won’t be offended if you don’t like her food. Neither will Pa, he doesn’t care about anything other than making people happy.”
Sky nodded, unable to respond to that. Before tonight, he had no idea what it looked like to have both parents under the same roof, let alone parents who seemed to love each other. His mother left the country before Sky even started school, he only had very fuzzy memories of her. The ones where her and his father were together were nothing short of unpleasant.
“Actually let’s go play a game,” Rain said, dragging Sky off his bed and down to the living room. He stopped when they were on the stairs, nearly making Sky trip over him. “What time do your parents want you home?”
“I live by myself,” Sky responded.
Rain looked bewildered at that. “But you’re fifteen?”
“My dad still lives in Lopburi. My uncle has a few houses around Bangkok and he’s letting me stay in one until I’m in college,” Sky explained, nudging Rain forwards so that they weren’t on the stairs.
“That’s so cool,” Rain mused, though that was the end of the conversation as his attention was stolen by his PlayStation.
Sky went home that night feeling more secure in his decision to move to the city than he had since he moved a month ago. Just a mere thirty days and he already found a friend, something he could only dream of back home. The kids there thought that he was strange; how could a kid without a mother go anywhere in life? That was what someone had said to him, and it stuck with him through the rest of his time there. Coming to Bangkok, Sky made a vow to not think like that, but he didn’t expect to make any actual friends. People he was comfortable talking to who would maybe copy notes for him if he missed a day, sure, but friends were something he had come to terms with never having.
Rain, contrary to his name, was like a beacon of light, a stream of sunshine through a dark cloud, pulling Sky away from his lonely life and up to a place where Sky could be himself. He was Sky’s strength in school, making him want to understand the material so that he could explain it to Rain when he inevitably stopped listening. Sky wanted to stick by Rain in every possible way.
Every possible way might not be feasible, Sky learned, as Rain came into class just a few months later boasting about a girl. Sky listened like the good friend that he was, only letting his jealousy shine through when he was home by himself and his front door was locked.
He didn’t even understand why he was jealous of the way Rain talked about this girl, Lei. It wasn’t like he paid any less attention to him; Rain still sat next to him in class, he still went to Sky for answers when he had a question, he still dragged him home every Wednesday for curry night because Sky vowed to increase his spice tolerance and Rain held him accountable for that. There was no reason for Sky’s stomach to get all twisty when he brought her up. It wasn’t like Rain was abandoning him.
Months went by, they became juniors in high school, Rain continued talking about Lei, though he’d worked up enough confidence to ask her out and she let him down gently. Now when he spoke of her it was more just admiration for the person that she was, Rain telling Sky that he couldn’t wait to find someone as kind as her, or as smart.
When Rain got his license, he often took Sky on drives. Sometimes they’d end up at one of their houses, others they’d end up in a random parking lot after splurging their allowances on snacks. On occasions where neither of them wanted to face the world for whatever reason, Rain would find a field on the edge of the city for them to park in and look up at the sparsely scattered stars. They were never visible from either of their homes, but here Sky could point out certain constellations that were really bright.
“I’m gay,” Sky blurted out one night. He’d always known, but never said it out loud. The word didn’t taste bad on his tongue, just so different from anything Sky had ever told Rain about himself.
Rain hesitated for a few beats, making Sky’s already high nerves even worse. He was about to backtrack and say it was just a joke, just to see how Rain would react, when he leaned over the center console and kissed Sky.
It was sloppy even though neither of them moved their lips much. The entire thing screamed inexperience, with both of their kissing knowledge going as far as the time they watched The Notebook together. Still, it left Sky breathless and boneless, and nothing short of confused.
“Do you kiss every guy who comes out as gay to you?” Sky whispered a few moments after they parted.
“Just the ones it feels right to kiss,” Rain said, equally as quiet. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have–”
Sky silenced him by pressing his lips back to Rain’s, because as messy as it was, as much as neither of them actually knew what to do, it felt right. And Sky finally realized why the months of Rain talking about liking Lei bothered him so much.
He liked Rain. A lot.
His lips fit between Sky’s perfectly as they gained a little more confidence to move around. Rain was the first to part his lips, tracing his tongue hesitantly over Sky’s bottom one. Of course he opened up, Sky would open every part of himself for Rain, he’d crack open his chest right there if Rain told him he wanted to make a home in his heart.
It was electrifying, everything that Sky was told his first kiss would be and then more. When Rain pulled off with an audible click, a little string of spit connecting them for half a second longer, Sky had to fight himself not to pull him back in and consume him in every way imaginable.
“What the hell do we do now?” Rain asked. There was still that lustful haze in his eyes, telling Sky that he wanted to go back to kissing just as much as Sky did, but there was also a tremor in his voice. He was afraid, and Sky was too.
“I don’t know,” Sky whispered. Against his own will, his hand came up and brushed at Rain’s bangs, still the boyish cut that his mother refused to let him grow out. He complained about them every day, but Sky thought they made him look youthful, a chestnut halo around his head showcasing the angel that Rain was. “I just know it felt good.”
Rain’s eyes fluttered shut as Sky’s hand cupped his cheek, leaning into the touch. He fit perfectly into the palm of Sky’s hand, and suddenly the thought of letting Rain go, releasing him from the car, from the field under the stars, back to the city and back to their school where girls and guys alike flocked around him, trying to steal his attention away from Sky… he would rather die.
“So good,” Rain agreed. “But I don’t know if I’m…” he trailed off, not daring to speak the words that would probably break the both of them. They would shatter Sky, he knew they would. If Rain even dared to mutter the words I’m not gay, Sky would more likely keel over and die from a broken heart than be able to walk away in one piece.
“You don’t have to be,” Sky whispered. They were drifting closer, like their lips were magnets of opposite poles. Sky’s breath tickled the underside of Rain’s nose, making it twitch like a rabbit.
“But you’re–” A man went unspoken. Sky knew very well what he was, and he knew very well what Rain was too. He didn’t know what it was like being attracted to someone you never thought you would because as more time passed, Sky realized that it had always been Rain. It was always going to be Rain.
“Shh,” Sky whispered. “Let’s just try it out.”
“What if it doesn’t work?” His voice cracked once, leaving room for all his own insecurities to come pouring out between them, a plethora of what if’s paired with the heartbreak of thinking of what they’d become if it didn’t work. A year of friendship down the drain, and a lifetime of mourning what they could have had if they didn’t take this step.
“We can’t exactly go back.” Sky couldn’t, not now that he had a taste. He could try, but he knew that it wouldn’t work. He would always be left yearning for Rain’s lips on his, Rain’s arms around him, his arms around Rain. Rain opening his heart up to him, letting Sky in like it was the easiest thing in the world. It would destroy Sky to see Rain moving on with someone that wasn’t him, the thought already making his fist resting on the console separating them clench.
“I don’t want to go back,” Rain whispered, breaking Sky out of his thoughts. His eyes flitted from where they were fixed on Sky’s lips the entire time up to his eyes. Rain always had beautiful eyes, Sky thought, big and brown and filled with nothing but the truth. They showed everything that Rain was and more, truly the windows to his soul, the windows that Sky was now seeing nothing but fear inside.
“We don’t have to,” he reassured. “Let’s not put a label on it. We can do what feels right.”
“Then can I kiss you again? That felt very right.” Rain’s breath was hot against Sky’s mouth. If they both puckered their lips just a bit, they’d already be kissing. Still, Sky nodded, and Rain waited another beat just to make sure it was okay before they came together once more.
It was easier the more they did it, the confidence building between them until their tongues were dancing together and their chests felt like twin flames. They barely gave themselves time to breathe before diving back into each other, hands combing through each other’s hair and down the backs of their necks.
Rain’s phone was ringing from his bag that got tossed in the backseat the second they climbed in the car. They almost ignored it, would have done so if it weren’t for Sky, always the level-headed one between them. He pulled back, but not before pressing a quick peck to Rain’s pouty lips. “Get that. It could be your mom.”
And of course Sky was right, always one to remind Rain just how worrisome she could get. He could hear her through the phone, sounding as if she was on speaker, asking when they were going to be home.
“Soon, Ma, we’re just driving around.” A little more frantic shouting on her end, Sky heard his name, though he was trying his hardest not to listen in. “Yeah, Sky’s staying over tonight.” Rain looked in his direction, silently telling Sky that it was non-negotiable. He made a show of sighing deeply, though it warmed his heart to know that Rain wanted to stay with him longer too.
He hung up after reassuring his mother that they’d be back within an hour, and then they were on the road again, only this time one of Rain’s hands left the steering wheel in favor of holding Sky’s. He did need to swerve so that he didn’t run over a lizard in the road, resulting in Sky ripping his hand from Rain’s and putting it back on the wheel himself. Instead Sky reached over and rested a hand on Rain’s thigh. It was a bit awkward, a bit more sensual than either of them were truly ready for, but like everything else they’d done that night, it felt like the right thing to do. Rain got them back to his home safely, tugging Sky inside to say a quick goodnight to prove to his mother that they were in fact alive before retreating to his bedroom.
Both boys showered, washing away the grime of the day at school before settling into Rain’s bed, knee to knee, nose to nose. It was almost torturous waiting for the battle between whether or not to talk more or say fuck it and kiss until they fell asleep to end. Sky’s lips twitched up into a smile, making Rain burst out laughing.
“We’re ridiculous,” he said, and then he scooted forwards to press his lips to Sky’s, both sides of the battle technically winning.
They did what felt right. No labels was obviously the right way to go. They could shout at Rain’s games while they played, wrestle on the floor after Sky won a few too many times to the point where Rain’s mom had to yell at them to stop, and then they could go up to Rain’s room and make out until they were breathless.
At school, it wasn’t like anything really changed. Sky still helped Rain with his assignments, though sometimes Rain would squeeze his way into Sky’s lap. Of course he’d roll his eyes, but that was mostly for show, loving the weight of Rain in his arms as he explained their algebra homework to him.
Occasionally, someone that neither of them were really close with would approach and ask if they were dating, noticing that they were super smiley and tactile with each other in a way that wasn’t exactly common amongst the other guys in their class. Sometimes they’d say no, other times Rain would shrug with a smile, saying that it didn’t really matter what it was called.
“I like Sky, Sky likes me. Dating or not, we look pretty cute together, don’t you think?” he’d ask, leaving the other person to either nod with a sometimes forced smile, or uncomfortably back away with a grimace.
During the break between their junior and senior year, Sky and Rain made their relationship official. They were in love, though the words had never been exchanged between them, it was pretty obvious when they fell into Sky’s bed and figured out how to – clumsily – worship each other the way they so desperately craved. Teenage hormones were no joke, they went through almost an entire pack of condoms in the two nights that Rain stayed with Sky.
“You’re so pretty,” Rain murmured as they laid there sweaty and spent, the sun barely peeking through the curtains as dawn broke. His fingers were lazily coming through Sky’s hair, each pass of his fingers making Sky feel pretty like the words Rain had just spoken despite how disgusting he felt covered in both of their bodily fluids.
“So are you,” Sky said right back, pulling Rain in close so that they could get some much needed sleep before Rain’s mom inevitably called asking when he would be home.
Senior year was rough, with university applications due and figuring out their majors. Sky already knew that he wanted to be an architect. The grueling classes and heavy workload would be worth the art that he could create to stand the test of time for centuries to come. So imagine his surprise when Rain expressed just as much interest in the faculty.
“Just because it’ll be hard doesn’t mean it won’t be worth it,” he ended up telling Sky. They applied to all the same universities, though they had one in particular in mind. A small architecture program, only accepting a handful of students each year, but one of the best in Bangkok.
Waiting was the hardest part of it all. They went through the motions, school, homework, video games, and then whatever came after that until they went to sleep. Kissing, sex, talking about the life that they wanted to make together. Sky’s favorite part of spending time with Rain was discovering how vast his plans for the future were. It was like Rain had it all planned out, but in so many different scenarios so that he had option after option, and each and every one that he shared included Sky.
Their routine was broken when they were approached by a guy they’d only ever seen around the school a few times. Tem, who was supposed to have graduated two years before Sky and Rain, according to a few rumors going around. He invited them to go to a bar, one that served alcohol to minors just a few blocks away.
With a lot of convincing, Rain managed to get Sky to go, though they both promised not to drink. Sky because he didn’t want to, and Rain because he needed to drive.
The bar was in a part of town that Sky didn’t exactly feel comfortable walking in so late at night. The inside of it only reflected the street around it, though with a lot more drunk adults and teens. Tem and his group of friends, who’d always sort of rubbed Sky the wrong way, were tucked into a booth in the back, hidden from the main entrance.
“I’m shocked you actually showed up,” Tem said with a laugh as he made room between the two of them, clapping them both on the back.
“I’m shocked Sky let us show up,” Rain said, making Sky pinch him. As much as he didn’t want to be there, he didn’t want to be known as the guy who didn’t want to have a little bit of fun. Rebellion was supposed to be a part of their teenage years. They were seventeen, the worst they’d get would be a slap on the wrist if they got caught. Now was the time for them to not give a shit.
“Come sit, we’ll get you some shots.” Tem ushered them over to the table, dragging two chairs over from a neighboring one.
“Oh, we’re not drinking. I’m driving and Sky doesn’t like to get drunk.” That was a lie. Sky had never gotten drunk in his life, never even had a sip of alcohol, but he was more than grateful for Rain coming up with that on the spot.
“Aw, that’s too bad. It’s cool though, you can help me babysit these bozos while they get shitfaced,” Tem smirked, sliding a few glasses across the table to the rest of them.
It was a lot calmer than they expected. Everything they’d ever seen on TV involving bars showed swarms of people and music so loud your head would explode. This was really mellow, with Tem’s friends being the rowdiest people in the bar. Sky, ever the people watcher, glanced around at the other patrons, most of which were older men. People who wouldn’t give a single shit about a group of seventeen year olds getting drunk in the corner.
There was a guy sitting at the actual bar who kept stealing glances over at them, at Sky specifically. He hadn’t noticed until Rain leaned into his ear and pointed it out, and now it was all Sky could see. The way his eyebrow piercing glinted on one of the lights illuminating the bar each time he looked at Sky made it easier to see out of the corner of his eye.
“Hey, Tem, do you happen to know who that guy is?” Rain asked after the man caught both of their eyes and waved, a sinister looking smirk on his face.
Tem leaned in close, lowering his voice like he was about to tell a secret meant for their ears only. “That’s Gun. He’s nothing but trouble, especially around underage boys. Fuckin’ pedophile. Stay away from him.” His voice was low, warning in a way that sent a shiver down Sky’s spine.
Rain took another glance back at the man, who still had his eyes trained on Sky. That of course meant that he saw the way Rain gave him a dirty look. He huffed out an annoyed laugh before downing his drink and standing up.
“Sky,” Rain said, sounding a little panicked as Gun approached their table.
“It’s okay,” Sky reassured, grabbing his hand under the table and squeezing it.
Gun greeted the table, receiving nothing but grumbles in response. That didn’t deter him though, as he placed one hand on the back of Sky’s chair and the other on the back of Rain’s, leaning down between them. The scent of nicotine was heavy on his breath, almost overpowering the whisky that he’d just drank, a sign of just how much he smoked.
“I’ve never seen you around here before,” he said to Sky. His voice was shrill and grating, awful on their ears. “What’s such a pretty boy doing in such a gross place like this?”
Rain seemed like he wanted to jump in and take his focus off of Sky, maybe scream at the man to leave him alone, but for some reason Sky knew that that was just a terrible idea. He gave Rain’s hand another squeeze, making him pause for just enough time to get his own answer to Gun’s question out. “I’m just here with friends.”
“Friends,” Gun said, looking down to their interlocked hands. Both of their knuckles were white with how tight they were gripping each other. “Sure.”
“Come on, Gun. Leave them alone,” Tem piped up next to them, seeming like the only one at the table who actually had a backbone to stand up to Tem. All the other kids, the topdogs at their school, seemed to cower under the gaze of this man.
“Aw, Tem. Still hanging out with the high schoolers I see. You know the offer to come join me with Petch and the others still stands. I’m sure you’d have a lot more fun if you didn’t have to babysit these drunk kids.”
“As if,” Tem scoffed. “I don’t consider taking underage kids home ‘fun’ like you guys do.”
“You say that like I fuck ten year olds on a regular basis.” Gun’s voice was light and playful, but his hands on the backs of their chairs tightened, telling them that Tem struck a nerve.
“And fifteen year olds are any better?”
“It’s legal,” Gun smirked.
“Not moral,” Tem retorted, though it didn’t matter because Gun turned his attention back to the two sitting below him.
“Not drinking tonight?” Neither of them were eager to answer, but Sky slowly shook his head, figuring it was better to answer his questions with as little enthusiasm as possible and maybe he’d get bored. “Do you want to?”
“I’m driving,” Rain piped up, his voice firm and with no room for argument.
“Doesn’t mean this pretty little one can’t have a few glasses,” Gun practically purred, moving his hand from the back of Sky’s chair to his shoulder. Wrong move.
Rain jumped up from his chair and yanked Gun’s hand off of Sky, screaming, “Get your hands off of my boyfriend!” as loud as he thought he could get away with without the bar staff getting involved.
Gun looked affronted at first, and then amusement settled over his face. He took a step forward, far too close to Rain for Sky’s comfort. “So you are more than friends.”
“Yeah, we are,” Rain responded, jutting his chin out in Gun’s face. “He’s mine. Always gonna be mine. Good luck finding someone as good as him because you’re never going to.”
And with that he yanked Sky up and dragged him out of the bar, not stopping his quick steps until they were down the street where his car was parked. Sky expected to get in and go home, leave the night far behind them, but what he got instead was Rain pushing him up against the passenger door and engulfing his lips in a kiss that instantly left Sky weak in the knees.
Sky could hear Rain chanting mine, mine, mine with every drag of his tongue over Sky’s. The sharp nip to his bottom lip was a promise that Rain had Sky in every way possible, that he wouldn’t let someone like that take him, touch him, ruin him. Rain would be the one to ruin Sky, breaking his lips so that they could never be kissed by someone else again, destroying every inch of his skin that Rain’s fingers touched so that everyone else would feel like fire against him.
It was when Rain grinded up against Sky that he had half a mind to open the back door and get them inside. Sky tumbled down against the seat first, his head banging against the other door, making Rain coo in sympathy as he followed inside.
“You okay?” he asked after closing the door behind him, reaching up to rub at the spot that Sky bumped. That wasn’t what he needed now though, and he showed Rain as much when he took his hand from his head and guided it down his body.
“I won’t be if you don’t touch me in the next five seconds,” Sky nearly growled.
It took far more than five seconds to get both of their pants undone and around their thighs, but Sky forgave him for that as soon as Rain’s slender fingers wrapped around both of their cocks and began jerking them both off. It was almost too much for Sky so soon, the feeling of Rain’s cock rocking against his own as he started thrusting just enough for the car to not shake, making up for what was lacking there by moving his hands.
“Feel good?” Rain asked, sounding just as breathless as Sky felt.
“So good,” Sky moaned. “Seeing you like that… so hot.”
“Yeah?” He flicked his wrist in a way that had Sky seeing stars, barely able to focus on what Rain was saying. “You like it when I’m overprotective of you?”
Sky couldn’t do anything but moan, already coming close to his climax. That was just the effect Rain had on him, always knowing just what to say and just what to do to make Sky feel like he was walking on the clouds.
“I’m selfish. I don’t want anyone else even looking at you, let alone scum like him who is more worthless than the dog shit on the bottom of someone’s shoe. No one else can have you, Sky. You’re mine.” The spoken promise into Sky’s ear had him coming all over his own stomach and Rain’s hand.
“And you’re mine,” Sky groaned, making Rain’s hips stutter as he came with Sky.
Rain tried his hardest not to put any more weight on Sky, but when his hands came up to press on his shoulders, begging for him to just let go and collapse down on him, he only had so much strength left. It felt right to Sky, having Rain’s weight on top of him, even if it was squishing their come between them and making a mess of both of their shirts. That didn’t matter when he could feel their heartbeats sync as they stole a few more kisses.
“You know…” Sky started trailing off when Rain looked up at him with his big doe eyes, making him lose his train of thought.
“I know what?” Rain prompted.
“I love you.” Whether that was what he originally intended to say or not, Sky wasn’t even sure, but it didn’t matter because it was the truth. It had been the truth for three years.
Rain’s lips parted, in shock or in disbelief, that also didn’t matter because just a second later– “I love you too, Sky. So much.”
That was all he was able to get out before Sky was kissing him again.
Sky called Rain the second he got home, right after checking the mail. In it was the letter from that university. His stomach flipped, he had his entire future in the palm of his hands – literally – and he nearly died when Rain said he needed Sky to come over that very instant so that they could open it together.
Without even going inside to put his school bag away, Sky hopped on a taxi bike and gave the driver Rain’s address, rushing to fulfill his boyfriend’s wishes.
Rain was already waiting with the front gate open when Sky got there, and Sky was already climbing off the bike before the man had even stopped it. He dropped a few bills into his hand, not caring if the amount was a little over what he actually owed, only caring about the matching letters in his and Rain’s hands.
“Come in, Ma and Pa want to see us open them,” Rain said as he closed the gate, his body vibrating with excitement and nervousness. Sky was sure he’d look the same if he was just a hint worse at controlling himself.
“There’s my favorite son,” Rain’s mother greeted Sky, opening her arms for a hug. He sank into it easily, seeing as she was like the mother Sky never had growing up.
“Hey!” Rain said, affronted for only a moment before he remembered there was no reason to continue waiting. “Let’s open them!”
They went at the same pace, glancing up at each other every few minutes to make sure that they were doing it together. They had already talked about it before that if one of them got in and the other didn’t, they wouldn’t be too upset. Sky briefly brought up the idea of him declining if Rain didn’t get accepted and he did, but Rain quickly shut that down, saying that Sky would never forgive Rain if he did that, therefore it wasn’t an option for him either.
Their eyes skimmed over the words until they found the part that was most important to them. Just a split second before Sky’s eyes found whether his said accepted or not accepted, he heard Rain gasp. Just then he saw his own answer, and let out a matching one.
His eyes met Rain’s, already knowing the answer just by what he saw. A slight nod of Rain’s head had Sky doing the same thing, and then the four of them all cheered. Rain’s mother hugged him first, and then Sky next, and then they both jumped into each other's arms.
Without thinking, Rain pressed a celebratory kiss to Sky’s lips, making him melt for a moment before remembering where they were. And the fact that they hadn’t told Rain’s parents that they were together.
Sky tapped his side, getting Rain to pull off quickly, but it was too late. Both his mother and father were staring at them with wide eyes. There was no doubt that they had seen all of that, and it sent both boys into a bit of a panic.
“Two hundred baht, now,” his mother said, holding a hand out to his father. With a hefty sigh, he grabbed his wallet out and handed her the money.
“What…?” Rain asked, looking between his parents and then at Sky, like he might have any idea of what was going on. He simply shrugged, just as confused as Rain.
“Your mother here thought that you two were together. I said no way, because I figured the chatterbox you are, you’d spill the beans as soon as you got into a relationship.” He paused long enough for Rain to let out a very affronted, “Pa!” before continuing. “I thought we had at least another year to go before you figured out your feelings.”
“I can’t believe you guys bet on our relationship,” Rain pouted, making Sky huff beside him. “Does that mean you don’t have an issue with it? Me and Sky?”
As much as Sky could see on their faces that that wasn’t the case, he couldn’t help but be a little nervous as well. Rain’s parents had become as close to his own as he could get here in Bangkok, and their approval meant a lot to him.
“Of course, you silly boy. Did I not just say that Sky was my favorite son? That’s not going to change because you’re together,” his mother said, brushing Rain’s words away with her hand as she pulled him into a hug. Sky stood back and watched with a smile on his face at the scene in front of him, until she extended her hand to him. “Come on, don’t make your Ma wait.”
Sky wouldn’t dream of it, stepping into the hug with his boyfriend and mother, because that’s who she really was to Sky. His father joined in too, hugging them from the back, completing the family.
As soon as they all pulled apart, a serious look overcame Rain’s mother’s face, turning to her biological son and pointing her finger right in his face. “You had better be good to him, you understand? Prove to me that all eighteen years I spent raising you to be a good man weren’t for nothing.” He nodded frantically, looking a bit scared at the sudden scolding. She then turned to Sky once she got the reaction she wanted out of Rain. “If he’s mean to you in any way, you let me know and I’ll set him straight.”
Sky nodded too, though he looked significantly less afraid and more amused than his partner. After a bit of questioning (grilling) from Rain’s mom about their relationship, Rain dragged Sky away and up to his bedroom.
“I guess this is my sign to start looking for a dorm,” Sky sighed as he waved the acceptance letter around. It was no secret that he was dreading that, the paperwork, the payments, the sign that he was finally an adult.
“We could look together,” Rain said, suggesting what Sky had been thinking about for a while. They were already together almost all hours of the day, moving in together would hardly be any different. There was only one issue…
“I think your mom would have a heart attack if you moved out.”
Rain rolled his eyes and flopped down on his bed, making Sky bounce a bit. “She’s gonna have to get over it at some point. You and I can’t live here for the rest of our lives. I could not have sex with you knowing that she and Pa are on the other side of that wall.” He pointed at the one at the head of his bed, a really unfortunate placement for his and Sky’s sex life.
“Yeah, but a few more years won’t hurt,” Sky said, brushing a strand of Rain’s hair out of his face. He’d finally convinced his mother to let him grow his hair out, there was no way he’d be able to move out yet. “It’s hardly different from what we have right now.”
“Right now you leave me alone with my cold bed most nights,” Rain pouted. Sky couldn’t deny that it was pretty awful leaving Rain to go home, but they needed some distance between them while their relationship was still fresh.
“Let me find a dorm and then we’ll discuss living together. I need to make sure it’s something my Pa can afford.”
Sky didn’t like the idea of his father paying for his dorm, but he refused to let Sky work while he was going to school. “Architecture is intense, you need all the time you can get to study,” he’d said when Sky told him what he was going for.
“Aren’t you going to see him soon?” Rain asked, his voice taking on a different tone than before, and Sky knew exactly why.
“I am,” he said, hiding his smirk by looking up at the ceiling. “Why? Gonna miss me?”
Rain grabbed a pillow from his bed and hit Sky with it, making him grunt and then laugh. “Of course I am, stupid.”
“If you’re gonna call me names then I guess I don’t have to take you along,” Sky teased, smirking when Rain bolted up, looking at him with wide eyes.
“Seriously?” he questioned. “You want me to go with you?”
“Of course, stupid.” Rain huffed at that, but still seemed as excited as a puppy.
“Are you going to tell him?” He didn’t have to specify what exactly Sky needed to tell his father.
“He sort of knows,” Sky explained. “He knows I like guys, so the hard part is out of the way. And I mentioned that I’m seeing someone really important. He was the one who suggested bringing you home.”
His cheeks tinted pink at the admission, enough for Rain to smile and make a teasing noise. He reached out to pinch one of Sky’s cheeks, but he was quick enough to slap Rain’s hand away. “Cute,” he said instead, only making Sky’s blush worse.
“I suppose we should tell your mother about this. Give her as much time to cope as possible before we leave.” They still had a month of school left, and Sky’s father was going to come for his graduation and then take him back to Lopburi when it’s over. “I’m staying there for a month, but you don’t have to stay the entire time.”
“Are you kidding me?” Rain exclaimed. “A month away from here would be sort of incredible. I love Ma, but she’s too much sometimes.”
Sky nodded in understanding. Some of her worry over Rain had extended to Sky too, scolding him when he didn’t text her back, or if he wasn’t over for a few days longer than usual. It was a lot for Sky who was so used to the adults in his life leaving him to his own devices, he couldn’t imagine having that all the time like Rain did.
“Pa is really easy going. Just sit with us for breakfast and dinner and he’ll love you.”
“I’m looking forward to it,” Rain said, leaning into Sky’s space with a smile on his face that could only mean one thing. He wanted a kiss, and who was Sky to deny his boyfriend.