Sky couldn't help but feel a surge of disbelief as he lay next to Prapai. It had been months since they had started dating, but he still couldn't fully fathom that Prapai loved him. It seemed too good to be true.

Looking at Prapai's peaceful face while he slept, Sky couldn't help but be in awe. P'Pai's arm was lovingly draped around him, holding him close, as if shielding him from any harm. It made Sky feel all warm and fuzzy inside, witnessing such a tender moment.

However, doubt still lingered in the depths of Sky's mind. He wondered if this was all just a dream, a fleeting moment of happiness that would soon fade away. But then, as if to prove him wrong, Prapai's fingers lightly tightened around Sky's form, an unconscious gesture of affection.

It was in moments like these that Sky felt the weight of his love for Prapai. He couldn't deny the connection they shared, the way their hearts beat in sync. But he couldn't shake off the fear that it was all too good to be true.


How can Sky not feel anything when. His heart was beating so loudly, when his P'Pai was clutching him like Sky was something precious to him. Sky softly kissed P'Pai's forehead. But guess P'Pai was tired since he didn't even stired.

It was ok though, Sky can sleep in his arms forever.

As the early morning light seeped through the windows, Sky felt an intense urge to relieve himself. The desire grew stronger with each passing moment, making it impossible for him to lie still. He knew he had to find a way to sneak out of bed without disturbing P'Pai's peaceful slumber.


Gently, Sky tried to free himself from P'Pai's embrace. He really needed to go to the washroom, and a nagging thirst was drying his throat. He nudged P'Pai's arm, hoping that P'Pai will loose his arm. But as always P'Pai had a strong hold on him.


But Sky can't wait. He softly moved P'Pai's arm from his middle. Quickly shifting his own pillow, so P'Pai won't get up.

Seeing as Prapai continued to sleep Sky wandered around the room to find the washroom. The room was as big as a small apartment, with luxurious furnishings and exquisite decorations.


Unfamiliar with his surroundings, Sky's eyes darted around the room in search of a sign that would lead him to the bathroom. His bladder screamed for relief, urging him to hurry. And then, as if guided by some unseen force, Sky's gaze fell upon a door slightly ajar.


With a quickening pace, Sky approached the door and pushed it open. The bathroom was vast as he remembered from last night, resembling a small room, complete with elegant marble countertops, a luxurious bathtub, and an inviting shower stall. It was a sanctuary of comfort and relaxation.


Sky was indescribable as he hurriedly made his way towards the toilet.The urgency of his bodily need consumed him, and he surrendered to the pleasure of release.


With a somber sigh, Sky finished his business and made his way to the sink, eager to wash away the weariness of yesterday.

As he stood in front of the mirror, he couldn't help but be captivated by mirror design. The mirror in front of him was beautiful. Simple but very beautiful.


But the thing caught his eye was the reflection staring back at him. His exhausted eyes met his reflection, revealing the toll that time had taken. Dark circles nestled underneath, evidence of countless nights spent pouring over his work. His unruly hair seemed determined to defy gravity, each strand having a mind of its own. And his face, it looked so messed up. The only thing fresh he had was his clothes, which clearly belonged to P'Pai.


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