Hi loves👋
So... this is me making a terrible decision again 😌💀
This story is a risk—because Arthit and Daotok are not meant to be easy. Not soft. Not gentle. Not the kind of love that behaves. They come with sharp edges ⚠️, unspoken history, and the kind of tension that lingers in the air even when nothing is being said.
This isn't a comfort story
It's a what-if story.
A what happens if they get too close story 💫
I wanted to explore the version of them where restraint cracks, where control slips, where desire is quiet but relentless. Where one wrong look 👀, one lingering touch ✋, one step too close... could change everything. This is about risk—not just falling in love ❤️, but choosing it when you already know how badly it can hurt.
There will be longing.
There will be mistakes 💔
There will be moments where they absolutely should walk away...and don't 😏
So if you're here for slow tension, charged silences, and the kind of connection that feels dangerous precisely because it feels right—welcome ✨
Let's ruin them gently 😉🔥
P.S. Thank you to @ArtDao for risking the idea to me, girl salamat sa idea. Hahaha
YOU ARE READING
Through Quiet Days
FanfictionDaotok's perfect world-the one he had carefully imagined, the one where control meant safety and silence meant power-was quietly collapsing. The walls he had built to protect himself were giving way, piece by piece. The anger, the secrecy, the spite...
