Like a knife, Pon’s words went straight into Sailub’s heart, causing it to ache.
Thinking about his indecision over the past few days and about the vital “variable” that disturbed him these days.
He then looked at Pon who tried his best to restrain his tears, the shackles that had been in his heart for many days fell apart in an instant.
Pon was far bolder and stronger than he had thought.
Whereas Sailub regarded himself as an elder and was indecisive, Pon, who was fourteen years younger than him, had already made a decision for his long life ahead of him.
Sailub then only knew that Pon had already seen the anxiety in his heart.
It was not Pon’s intention to be that young.
These days, Pon was also trying his best to protect their relationship in his own way.
Unusual clinging, frequent kisses, naive flirting… half of it was being in ecstasy knowing that the person he liked also liked him back.
The other half was between showing his true intentions and sincerity to Sailub.
He wanted Sailub to know that he was serious, sincere and did not intend to leave the other any other way out.
Sailub asked Pon to carefully think about it.
But no matter how much he pondered, he still liked him.
This was not doing business.
It was impossible to accurately evaluate, hesitate and consider carefully before signing the last contract.
The moment you like someone and have decided to stay together for a long time, how could there be time for you to repeatedly consider it?
Pon asked Sailub with forbearing tears in his eyes.
I have already given it up, why can’t you? Why don’t you believe me?!
Pon sniffed and straightened his neck.
Restraining the choking in his throat, he stiffly said, “What the hell do you want me to do… for you to not think I’m impulsive? Tell me! I’ll do it!”
Sailub, who thought he had eaten salt for more than ten years compared to Pon, was defeated by his single-handed confession.
“I was wrong.” Sailub took Pon’s hand and pulled him into his embrace.
Sailub turned his head, kissed Pon’s face lightly and depressingly continued, “The situation at that time… Obviously, I should have proposed marriage.”
Sailub did not say it, but Pon knew that he was talking about the day he gave the ring to him.
It was also in this room and at that time.
That day, they’d just kissed, and Sailub handed him a ring box.
It was Sailub’s sincerity.
He had said that he could use it as a toy and had him hold onto it first.
It was clearly written in the ring box, on this joyous occasion, May the couple grow old together, deeply in love.
That was Sailub’s sincere desire in this lifetime.
It was the first time Sailub had fallen in love with someone.
When he was young, his pure heart had been worn out during the years of fighting against the world.
After understanding his feelings, he overthought things for the first time.
His mature mentality and body were incompatible with his first love for someone.
They intertwined and collided, making him feel contradictory.
Sailub needed extreme restraint to seal the not-so-glorious thoughts and plans in his heart so as to not hurt Pon.
Pon understood Sailub’s concerns, so he was trying hard to prove himself.
Today, for him, he had lied to his mother.
“I know you are not at ease. I’m also not confident…” Pon suppressed his tears and whispered in a low voice, “I’m afraid that in the future, you’ll coax others and treat them well. But… I can’t not like you just because I’m afraid.”
Sailub nodded lightly, wiped Pon’s cheek with his thumb, and said in a deep voice, “Okay.”
Pon buried his head into Sailub’s neck. His heart that had been hanging high for many days, finally let go.
That night, Sailub went to Pon’s room.
Of course, as it was the first time, Sailub wouldn’t have the mindset of a wild animal.
He wouldn’t do anything to Pon when they were still emotionally unstable, so he simply just sat there.
Pon, who had just confessed, was very attached to his husband.
After coming out of the study room, Sailub’s nostalgic eyes towards Pon softened, and he asked, “Go to your room for a while. Will you welcome me?”
Pon’s answer could be imagined.
Sailub stood upright in front of Pon.
He had never set foot in this bedroom at night. He would usually call Pon to come to the study room if he had something to say.
In an unprecedented situation, he knocked on the door and asked Pon to come out.
Even if Pon agreed, he would never step more than half a step from the entrance into the room.
Part of it was to respect the young wife who was in name only and the other part was the uncertainty of self-control.
Today’s situation was special.
The first time he broke his rule, Sailub felt fine, but Pon was awkward and continually blushed.
Sailub entered my room!
After talking!
Sailub entered my room!
Although this was not such an amazing occurrence, it was easy to get excited when the law allowed it and both parties would consent.
Sailub’s stern tone forced Pon’s youthful spirits to become tender-hearted.
After the hard shell was thrown away, the rest of him was still a little bit uneasy, but he became the excited little boy he was when he first met Sailub.
Sailub saw that Pon was floundering.
He sat at the study desk under the pretext of checking his homework, giving him enough time to adapt.
Pon looked like a straight man who invited his lover to come home for the first time.
No matter how natural an expression he showed on his face, he felt a bit at a loss.
He wanted to find something to entertain Sailub, so he asked dumbfounded, “You… …Would you like to drink something?”
Sailub restrained his laughter and nodded. “Anything is fine.”
Pon subsequently went downstairs and poured a glass of juice for Sailub.
Pon was upset when he handed the juice cup to Sailub…
What were you thinking just now?
Don’t you know how to pour two glasses of wine?
On the first day of confession, why did you give something as healthy as fruit juice?!
Sailub finished checking Pon’s homework with the glass of fruit juice and gave it to him to put it in his school bag.
Pon was afraid that Sailub would leave, and quickly asked, “Are you… in a hurry to sleep?”
Sailub shook his head. “No hurry.”
Sailub heard the underlying meaning of Pon’s words, thought about it and smiled.
“Why don’t I leave when you fall asleep?”
Pon grinned.
After washing, he changed into pyjamas in the bathroom and lay down while Sailub sat on the chair in front of the bed.
“Then what…” Pon said unnaturally, “P'sai, under normal circumstances, the escort would be at your place.”
The corner of Sailub’s mouth twisted into an intriguing arc.
Sailub got up and sat next to Pon. He took one of his hands and held it lightly.
“I haven’t asked you, when did you like me?”
Sailub gently played with Pon’s fingers, “Was it really before I confessed?”
Pon hurriedly replied, “Of course!”
Sailub squinted slightly, Pon hesitated and said, “Let me tell you something.”
Smiling and nodding, Sailub replied, “You were saying?”
“It was… when the mid-term exams were over and you took me out to play at that time.”
Sailub replied with an “En” and continued, “What’s the matter?”
Pon slowly said, “Do you still remember… When we’d just entered the hotel, we saw the recreation room and you said you want to bet with me?”
Sailub naturally remembered that he wanted to give him the sports car through that gambling game.
“You didn’t have any bargaining chips that day, and I told you that if you were to lose, you didn’t need to give me money. You only needed to promise me one thing.” Pon smiled helplessly and whispered, “Unfortunately, the bet didn’t work out…”
Sailub suddenly thought of something, his heart, which was impervious to desire and passion, suddenly pounded rapidly.
“I…” Pon’s voice was sharp.
He smiled embarrassedly and continued softly, “I thought at the time that no matter how I played, I must win, and then I’d ask you to promise me… to turn the fake acting into something real.”
Pon looked down. “I didn’t want to get divorced.”
Pon looked up at Sailub.
“P'sai… Obviously, I had gotten the ball in first.”
Sailub was slightly stunned, the events that occurred the past few months were like a horse galloping through his mind, the rebellious period… the phone calls to Way… the dodgy eyes when sounding him out… the basement’s cue from the casino…
Pon keenly felt that the heat of Sailub’s hand which was holding his had become a little higher.
He vaguely felt that there was something in Sailub’s heart that suddenly became clear.
Without waiting for Pon to ask, Sailub’s kisses hit him in an overwhelming manner.
Pon’s eyes widened. He didn’t really understand why happiness came so suddenly, but he didn’t have the mind to think about it after a while.
Sailub’s kisses this time were no longer as simple as before.
He licked the young man’s lips slightly. It was a quick hint for him to open his mouth.
Pon’s face flushed varying shades of red....
As not known how much time had passed, Sailub kissed Pon’s lips with devotion.
He couldn’t bear to let go of him.
Pon’s cheeks were red, and mumbled incoherently, “This… If I knew it was so easy, I should have said… a long time ago… You were just…”
Sailub pursed his lips in recollection and heard a little anger in his voice.
He didn’t know whether he was angry with Pon or himself. “Yes… Why didn’t you say it earlier.”
Said reprimanded by biting Pon’s lips again.
Pon continued miserably, “I was so angry at that time, I wanted to confess. Plus I encountered something like that…”
“Blame me.” Sailub rarely apologised to anyone.
But in front of his wife, he said it a few times and didn’t feel as if he were lowering himself, “Blame me.”
Pon grinned. “Let’s not mention it anymore, you… are you sleeping here tonight?”
Sailub shook his head. “Let’s wait.”
Pon didn’t quite understand what “wait” meant until the next morning.
At breakfast, Sailub handed Pon a plan.
He dumbfoundedly took it and asked, “What is this?”
“I haven’t made a plan by myself for many years. The content may be incomplete, and it’ll be revised later. You can just take a look at it.”
Sailub rubbed the corners of his eyes and took a sip of water. “Say what you don’t like, we can modify it later.”
Pon opened the folder and looked at the planning title in a daze
“Overview of Mr. Sailub Hemmawich’s wedding preparation plans for Mr. Thanapon Aiemkumchai”
Pon stuttered, “This…”
“I’ve said it before. I have to make up for what I lacked before.” Sailub looked at Pon and continued lightly, “Let’s start with the wedding first."
Pon‘s heart throbbed once again.
He was uncertain and hesitantly asked, “Does this mean that you…”
“In the future, we will be a real husband and wife.” Sailub held Pon’s slightly cool fingers in a firm but gentle grip, and tenderly put on the ring with his name engraved on it, which had been set long ago.
He put it onto the ring finger of Pon’s left hand.
I used to resist other people’s involvement in my life, but since it is you, I will sincerely put on this shackle.