Stolen Sweetheart S2: Love Overload

PART 17: Delusional

𝑰𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒎𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒔. 𝑰𝒏 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆.
︶꒦꒷♡꒷꒦︶

ೃ⁀➷𝙒𝘼𝙍 𝙋𝙊𝙑 ˊˎ-

As I carefully applied the cream to P'Yin's jaw while straddling him, I couldn't help but grumble about Bomm's incessant messages. "Ugh, Bomm is at it again, phi!" I muttered, smoothing the cream over P'Yin's skin. "I swear, his imagination is truly something else. He still keeps telling me and Peat about his date with you!"

"It's like he's on a mission to flood my inbox with his wild fantasies. How could he say he went out with my P'Yin!" I complained.

P'Yin let out a sigh, nodding in agreement. "I know, baby. He's so weird," he admitted, his tone matching my annoyance.

I shook my head, reaching for the razor. "It's like he doesn't have a filter," I grumbled, carefully shaving his beard while trying to maintain my composure. "Seriously, it's exhausting," I muttered.

P'Yin reached out, giving my hand a reassuring squeeze. "Sometimes I wonder if he's living in a different dimension, right, baby?" He joked, a hint of exasperation in his voice.

I chuckled at P'Yin's remark, appreciating his attempt to lighten the mood. "Yeah, it's like he's in his own little world," I agreed, a smile softening my features as I continued to shave his beard with more care.

P'Yin leaned closer, his fingers delicately pushing aside a stray lock of hair from my forehead. "But you see, baby, none of Bomm's story holds a candle to the truth that my heart belongs only to you, baby."

I smiled, looping my arm around his neck. "Of course, I do. Your love reserved solely for War Wanarat," I uttered, before pulling him into a passionate kiss, making him smile into the kiss.

His lips, soft and tender, molded perfectly against mine. There was an urgency in the way our mouths moved together and I could feel the gentle pressure of P'Yin's hand on the back of my neck, pulling me closer. With each passing second, the kiss deepened.

When we finally pulled apart, our breaths mingling in the air, there was a softness in P'Yin's gaze, a tenderness that mirrored my own feelings. It was a look that always assured me that his love was solely for me.

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As I stepped into the office, the familiar sound of Bomm's voice filled the place, already regaling Peat and me with his latest tale. I could feel a headache forming as he animatedly recounted his imaginary date with 'Mr. President', his enthusiasm bordering on delusion.

"Bomm, not again," I groaned, dropping my bag onto my desk. "Can't you give it a rest?"

Bomm's grin only widened as he launched into more details, seemingly oblivious to my exasperation. "Come on, guys! You have to hear about the time Mr. President and I went for a romantic stroll in the park," he exclaimed, gesturing wildly as if trying to paint a vivid picture.

I rolled my eyes. "You really need to get a grip on reality," I muttered under my breath.

Bomm seemed undeterred, his enthusiasm unbridled as he continued his tale, completely oblivious to the fact that he was embarrassing himself in front of me a.k.a the real lover of Mr. President!!! As I listened to his outlandish stories, I couldn't help but wonder if there was any end to his imagination.

Bomm then suddenly halted his storytelling and gripped my wrist, drawing his attention to the delicate bracelet adorning my wrist, a recent gift from P'Yin. His eyes widened in curiosity as he examined it closely.