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  1. Public Bookmark 4

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    "Who is that?", Porchay asked numbly.

    Kim looked at him with mocking pity. "That's Porsche. Kinn's fucktoy."

    Porchay recoiled violently.

    Kim smirked. He looked like he was having fun - like Chay's pain was something that brought him more joy than anything else ever had before.

    "You look unwell. Why? Do you recognize him?"

    Chay was trembling. His eyes were set on Porsche - beautiful, smiling Porsche who was alive and well, sat on Kinn's lap and nuzzling his face into the chest of the Theerapanyakun heir like a cat demanding attention. Bile rose up in his throat, his breath coming out in short, panicked puffs but he was not able to avert his eyes.

    "As you can see, Officer, Porsche is very comfortable cockwarming Kinn. Look closely - that's the man you are risking your life for. Is he worth it?"

    Ten years ago, Porsche went into the Theerapanyakun mansion with a gun in his hands and murder on his mind. He never returned.

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    13 Jun 2026

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    “Kim.” Chay keeps repeating, and hearing his name from those lips still makes something flutter in his chest, even after all these months. “Are you saying we could have been getting a good night’s sleep for like a week now and you didn’t tell me?”

    He shrugs again. Chay keeps emphasizing words accusatorily, like approaching him and saying, hey I think we’ve been cursed so that we can’t sleep unless we’re near each other please let me curl up next to you in bed, wouldn’t be batshit crazy.

    Kim can't sleep. Chay can't sleep. Somehow this leads to Kim spending his nights in Chay's bed with the Great Wall of Pillows standing firmly between them.

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    17 Jan 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 7

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    Within seconds, Mine and the others disappeared into the chaos. Porchay stayed, his gaze unconsciously drawn toward the court to him.

    Kimhan was up on someone’s shoulders, sweaty hair tied back, smile dazzling and easy. He looked like he belonged there, in the light, adored. Porchay’s chest tightened. He told himself he was just observing, everyone had a crush on Kimhan. It wasn’t special.

    Except it was.

    Because Porchay noticed things no one else did how Kimhan hummed off-key during math, the way he helped the younger students find classrooms, the way he’d quietly fix the nets before practice started. Those were the things that got him.

    And that was why Porchay hated Kimhan. Because he made him soft. He made him hope.

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    30 Oct 2025

  4. Public Bookmark 6

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    Living in a small town known as Caerwell, Porchay’s daily life was filled with- waking up, delivering newspapers, and greet officer Kim (who was apparently his crush as well) while passing by the Ashcombe street.

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    30 Oct 2025

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    The thing is, Porchay wasn't really planning on bulking up.

     

    One minute he was a teenager with a broken heart and a free gym at his disposal, and the second, his clothes are no longer ill-fitting, but rather fit him a little too well.

     

    (or, Chay glows up, gets the dicking down of his life and the love of his life, not necessarily in the same order.)

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    22 Jun 2025