Chapter 13 - Your Typical Love Story
"Damn, I'm dead!"
Perth threw himself onto the couch like a starfish on a rock.
"Yeah, the fans were intense today."
Chimon sat down next to him, legs open, arching his head on the back of the couch. The rain had been slowing down, but it was still present. They could hear the calming drops against the window. Lazily, Perth yawned and took his mobile phone out of his pocket. After lightening the screen, he sighed.
"Lord, this stupid arse is killing my last neuron," he stated, rolling his eyes exasperated.
Chimon scutched closer, curious.
"Who is that obtuse creature that is trying to kill the person with whom I make money? I won't stand for something like that! Just tell me his name."
The corner of Perth's lips curved up.
"Ohm Pawat. Do you know him?"
"I think I've heard his name somewhere," he grinned, "What's up with that puppy?"
"He's such a pain in my ass. They keep exchanging messages back and forth like teens in their prime."
Chimon laughed.
"I assume you're referring to yours truly OhmNanon," sighing, Chimon embraced Perth's shoulders, "I've been aware of that situation. Daily. I feel your pain, phuea. I'm here to support you."
"How did this even happen to us?"
Chimon rolled his eyes.
[I need you now! SOS!]
I stared at the panicked message, worry building in my chest. Throwing a sad excuse and a rushed goodbye to my colleagues and the director, I hurriedly left the room. With the phone in my hand already connecting a call to Nanon, I threw my bag over my shoulder, ready to run if necessary.
"Hey!" I exclaimed the moment the call connected, "Nanon, are you okay? What–..."
"What should I reply to Ohm?"
I halted my step, confused.
"What?"
"I sent you the screenshots. But anyway, I sent him a picture of a model train I found at a store, and he replied «wow, that's awesome»," Nanon stressed each word of Ohm's message, repeating them twice, "Just that! How am I supposed to keep this conversation going?"
What the fuck is this shithead talking about?
"What the hell is a model train?"
"Wha-? A model train!" he repeated again.
"Like those small electric models that ride on small tracks?"
"Sort of, Chimon. Do you need a picture?" I heard Nanon sigh, "Should I buy it? Maybe like that, I could create an excuse to see him privately, no?"
"The model train?"
"Chimon! Ohm is into model trains. He doesn't want people to know, don't tell anyone."
"The fuck is happening?"
I heard another loud sigh from the other end.
"Can we please get over the stupid model train? What do I answer him?"
The nerve of this guy!
"What do you ans-… Do you have any notion that I made up some stupid excuse to get out of rehearsal because I thought someone was dying?"
There was a pause.
"Sorry, Mon. I didn't know you were busy."
His fainted tone melted my anger away. I need to stop being such a butterheart!
"Well, don't wo…"
"HE'S TYPING! HE'S TYPING!"
The scream came bursting from my phone, so loud I had to pull it far away from my ear. Well, that didn't last long...
"Shia, Nanon!"
From the other side of the line, there was now silence. What is happening with this stupid arse?
"Nanon?"
"He stopped typing. I think he's not going to send anything more."
His tone rang with a drop of disappointment. Oh, poor creature!
In a try to lift his mood, I asked, "Nanon, can you tell me what the hell is going on?"
"I sent him a picture of a model train, and he replied «wow..."
"I KNO-!" I nearly exploded, but I breathed deeply, trying to contain my annoyance, "From the beginning, please. Last time I saw you, you were crying over Ohm and your failed life and blah blah blah… How are you and Ohm talking again?"
"I was not crying! I was complaining…"
Good Lord, save me from this misery...
"Nevertheless, you were moaning like a cow. So, how did this happen?"
"Well, some days ago, I stayed late at the company because I was rehearsing," I thought I could hear his smile through the call, "Coincidently, he stayed too. While I was waiting for a taxi, he saw me sitting alone. So, I said «hi» to him. He was leaving, too. But he returned and asked if I had someone to take me home. I said «no» and called off the taxi."
"Soo… Something happened during the trip?"
He chuckled.
"No, it was super awkward. I was so nervous. We just talked about very superficial things, and then he said goodbye to me. But meung, it was so nice. He. There. Just next to me. We, both alone."
He giggled. I repeat: Nanon giggled. My Lord! The world is lost.
"That night, I sent him a thank you message. We exchanged just a few messages that night. I've been trying to find the perfect way to start a conversation with him, and here we are."
"So, all hands on deck, right?" I laughed. Oh, I'm enjoying this way more than I should. I should get a life! "Getting back to the model train..."
"Yes! Should I buy it?"
"Aren't those things expensive?"
"Yeah. But who cares? I'll buy it."
Oh, gosh...
"You're not going to buy an expensive gift for a guy with whom you're just restarting to reconnect. Are you nuts?"
"The end of our peaceful lives," Chimon shook his head, "I'm surprised that Ohm is feeding this conversation for what? One month? More?"
"More, I think. Ohm was so nervous when it all started. Quiet like a rock, indecisive, questioning what Nanon really wanted. But what was there to question? They already know they like each other."
Chimon's lips pressed together.
"He was afraid."
Perth curled his legs on the sofa, facing Chimon with rounded eyes.
"Obviously. But he didn't want Nanon to make a rush move, right? So... He is not. He is taking it slow. Messaging him, talking about normal, daily things... Isn't that what he wants?"
"He was just afraid of getting hurt…"
Perth laid back on the arm of the couch.
"I guess that's normal. But what to do? Being in a relationship or loving someone presupposes some level of vulnerability, right? You put yourself at the risk of being hurt because you think it is worth that risk."
Chimon's mouth opened in surprise.
"What happened to you!?"
Perth throws his hand to the air, frustrated.
"I KNOW! It's these two homosexuals killing my mental sanity!"
Chimon laughed and pulled Perth up.
"Didn't you have to reply to Ohm?"
Perth mumbled some gibberish, sitting again in the correct position. At that moment, Chimon's phone buzzed inside his pocket. There was a message. He showed it to Perth, confused.
Phones side by side, they compared their screens. On Perth's, they could see a small text
[He invited me to dinner!]
followed by a screenshot showing some messages.
You: not to brag, but I'm getting better and better with time. 21:02
Nanon GMM: I'm really jealous of whoever gets to taste it. 21:02
You: well, I also miss your omelettes and those brownies you used to make! *big salivating face emoji* 21:03
Nanon GMM: Would you like to have dinner? 21:05
Nanon GMM: with me 21:05
Nanon GMM: But you don't have to make fish curry for me if you don't want to. It's fine! 21:09
Nanon GMM: And I will totally make omelette and brownies for you *smiley face with the tongue out emoji* 21:10
"Geez, Nanon has zero chills!" claimed Chimon.
They laughed while looking at the gif of a dancing child that Nanon sent Chimon together with a message.
[HE SAID YES!]
It was half an hour earlier than the time agreed a few days ago by message. Nanon stuffed himself inside a cab way too early, still indecisive about whether it would have been better to bring the model train he bought more than one month ago and kept wrapped inside his closet.
With still that thought in the back of his mind, it was only when he reached Ohm's door that he noticed he had entered, without conscience, the code which opened the downstairs door as if it was muscle memory. Embarrassment hit him, and he chuckled, laughing at himself.
He faced the white door again, and the embarrassment was replaced by momentary hurt. He must ring the bell. He could not open the door as he could before, because now he didn't belong there anymore. The door stood still, waiting for him. Calm and steady, unlike him.
Anxiety mixed with excitation was now flowing through his whole body. He took a step forward. He wanted to see Ohm badly. To really see him and talk to him, face to face and alone. It was the overwhelming feeling of missing, the craving of being with Ohm, that took him all the way to the doorbell. Determined, he rang it, knocking on the door right after the bell sound, but the door stood still. Nanon started questioning if he should have waited outside until the time they had agreed upon.
It took more than a minute for the door to open. But it finally did. And there was Ohm. He was wearing his white, tight pants and a navy blue shirt, its first three buttons opened, showing the beginning of Ohm's chest. His hair was wet as if he had come out of the shower not that long ago.
"I wasn't expecting you this early!"
Oh, this was going to happen. He was going to have dinner with Ohm. A proper date with him.
And Ohm was stunning! These pants were the ones that made his ass stand out, fitting him perfectly without the need for a belt. The fabric of the shirt was light, but his large and strong shoulders were obvious underneath it. Did he get ready for him?
"I'm sorry. I didn't want to be late."
For Nanon, this was a date. He got ready for Ohm… Got ready for Ohm? Not in the sexy way. Though, if he was going to be totally honest, he did consider it. But no. What he did could be classified as much more embarrassing. Changing over and over his outfit, he fed each one of them more than once to the eyes of Noonie and Chimon, analysing each detail. He opted for an all-black outfit because Ohm had complimented him multiple times when he wore black t-shirts and sweaters. His hair was fixed to look a little messy as Ohm so many times appreciated his bed-messy hair. He prepared in advance, convincing Noonie to go buy black pants because the ones he had weren't fitting the way he wanted.
"Oh, it's okay, no worries. I was just fixing my hair, but it doesn't matter."
So, he was getting ready for him, right?
Ohm smiled, and for a moment, Nanon was mesmerised by it. As if he hadn't seen it a thousand times, as if he hadn't saved it in the rapid access memory files or seen picture after picture, printing them into the walls of his brain.
Ohm jumped slightly, "Oh, sorry. Come in."
Ohm stepped aside to give way to Nanon. Slowly, he walked in. While he was taking the shoes off, he felt a stare at him. He looked for it and found Moonlight's head popping from the curved corner of the wall.
"Hi," he said to her.
Ohm turned his head, and Moonlight's eyes jumped to him. She gave him a sharp meow and walked away, shaking her hip with dignity. Ohm sighed.
"She grew a lot! It was not as visible in the photos you sent me."
"I think she's mad at me."
They got further inside. The smell of Ohm's house, mixed with a curry smell, occupied Nanon's nose.
"Why?" Nanon asked.
Ohm grinned, shaking his head.
"I think I didn't give her that much attention when I reached home from work," he explained, "She's been sulking!" he finalised more to the cat than to him.
Nanon laughed and continued with the topic.
"How will you manage now? She'll kick you out of the bed, and you'll have to sleep on the couch."
Ohm laughed with him.
And there it was: an awkward silence. Their eyes leapt over many objects, trying to find the right words, until a thought popped into Nanon's head.
"Oh, I brought you something."
Rashly, Nanon raised his arms, his hands holding a blue tote bag that was now balancing from its straps with its weight. Ohm's eyes jerked to it, shining.
"You did?"
Nanon hummed.
Stepping a little closer to Ohm, he brought the bag closer to his chest, the knuckles of his hands almost brushing it. So, he inclined himself slightly back without leaving his place, trying hard to not invade Ohm's personal space. The last thing he wanted was for things to become awkward and uncomfortable between them because he couldn't keep his hands to himself.
Ohm raised his hands to the bag, and his thumb touched Nanon's pinky. Nanon froze, his eyes widened, fixating on Ohm's thumb. He waited for Ohm to retreat his hand, but Ohm's touch lingered and rubbed on his finger for a few more seconds than what would be considered normal. Ohm's eyes were fixed on Nanon's face, looking for the small smile that came after the surprise vanished. Not even the break of that touch cut his smile when he brought his shiny eyes to Ohm, who took the bag with a hesitant grin.
"What did you bring?" he looked inside the bag, his eyes dilating, "Nooo."
He ran to the kitchen, almost jumping.
"You didn't!" bag on the table, he started to search its interior, "Are you for real?" he took out a big box, "Brownies!"
The click of the box lid popping open was heard, and his fingers dove into it, emerging with a brownie square that went straight to his mouth. He bit it once and hummed.
"Oh Lord, this is amazing!" he took another bite, then paused, "Oh no! My abs! Why you do this to me? Non!"
He turned to Nanon.
Nanon's mouth was slightly parted by the picture in front of him. Ohm's lips were partly covered in chocolate, in a small pout, and his eyes rounded. Nanon loved it when Ohm acted cute. It was like a mix of warmness that filled his chest and a burn of desire in his lower belly. He wanted to kiss, to lick that chocolate away. When he felt his mouth get watery, he shook his head to throw away those unwelcomed thoughts and took some steps to the kitchen balcony, getting a napkin.
"You're so messy."
He pressed the napkin against Ohm's lips. Ohm's hands bounced to it, brushing on Nanon's fingers. They stared at each other. Ohm's eyes were still big, looking at him in what seemed to be fear and precaution. For that, Nanon took away his hand, letting him handle his cleaning.
Did he hear that I called him Non?
"Aham, don't you want to wait till after dinner to start eating those?"
Ohm nodded, quietly, dropping the napkin at the side of the box.
"Yeah, I think you're right. I made that curry I told you about."
When he turned his eyes to Nanon he noticed how he was trying to contain his laughter.
"What?"
He giggled and answered, "Your teeth are full of chocolate."
"Oh!"
Ohm covered his mouth with his hand. A slight shade of red was almost possible to be seen under his tanned skin. Nanon's laughter vibrated in his chest, and even more warmness invaded him.
If you would ask Nanon, the dinner was just perfect.
For sure, there were quite a few awkward silences, moments where they didn't have the words to talk. But somewhere along some banal work conversation and a brownie, it was too much to keep suppressing it. So, they openly leaned towards each other during the conversations while hesitantly brushing each other's fingers or feet. They laughed and giggled when the other embarrassed himself or said something funny.
They stared at each other during conversations and the no-longer-so-awkward-moments. And Nanon couldn't take his eyes away from Ohm. He was cute. He was sexy. He was there with him again! Nanon couldn't handle it. It seemed he was going to explode from happiness.
However, when they were standing in front of the door again, the awkwardness got back to where it started.
"Well, thank you for the curry."
Ohm followed him with his hands in his pockets.
"You've already said that."
"Yes…"
Nanon stood still, back to the door, looking at his hands pending together on the front of his body, fingers flicking and enlacing each other.
"I should leave," stated Nanon, turning and walking towards his shoes.
Ohm stood back.
It was the end, but...
Nanon took a determined turn of the ankles and marched to Ohm. Way too fast, he reached to Ohm's cheek and planted there a quick and rough kiss. Then, he ran, not even waiting long enough to put the shoes properly on before opening the door and slamming it behind him without another look at Ohm.
Ohm stood there for a moment. He took his hand to his cheek, feeling still the pressure of Nanon's kiss, and chuckled.
"Geez, almost broke my cheekbone."
Then, his phone buzzed. There were two messages.
[Sorry for running away. Embarrassing, right? 5555+ Do you want to meet again? We can have a gaming marathon or a Marvel one 555]
[Or we can watch that train movie you like. It would be fun. What do you think?]
What do I think?
"Cutie."
"Non?"
Nanon jumped, scared, part of his soul leaving his body.
"Shia! Noonie!" he noticed his loud tone and started whispering, "My heart! I almost had a heart attack."
With her arms crossed on her chest, the small girl looked at him with suspicious eyes.
"Nanon, it's two in the morning. What are you doing?"
"I— I was aham…"
Prepping myself...
"Washing up."
She perked up an eyebrow, "Are you going out again?"
Nanon pressed his lips in a smile.
"Yes. Ohm is picking me up."
Noonie's eyes widened as her chin dropped. He ran from the bathroom to his bedroom with his sister on his trail, giggling.
"Shhh! Be quiet. I don't want to wake Ma or Por."
"Just sit down and tell me everything!"
He refused to sit on the bed, pulling his hand away from his sister and heading to the closet.
"I need to get dressed."
She laughed.
"Weren't you with him just now?"
He beamed at her, remembering the friendly reunion earlier in the night.
"If you wanna be my lover. You gotta get with my friends."
"Gotta get with my frieeends."
"Make it last foreveeer.
"Friendship never eeeends!"
Perth and Chimon were in front of the TV singing loudly and tumbling, arms on each other's shoulders in a form of dance. Both had funny-looking goggles, and Perth had a huge inflatable microphone.
But we weren't looking at them.
We were laughing and talking. I can't even remember exactly what the conversation was about. Some funny episode with P'First that I cannot for the life of me put straight.
Our legs were side by side, pressing each other, and his arm was on the back of the couch. My position on the couch was relaxed in the privacy of the karaoke room. Every time he would say something funny, I would laugh and lean my head on his chest. I could say that I was drunk, but that wouldn't be true. I was way too conscious of every part of my body that was touching him. It sent electricity all over me, trembling with the fear of him pulling away.
He said something funny again (or not, it truly didn't matter), so I laid down my head on his shoulder and looked up to see his face.
We were close. Very close. So close I could feel his breath against me. It was watering my mouth in the wondering of how he would taste now. Would he still taste the same?
Realising that I was staring, I snapped out of my trance just to notice that he was not even looking at me. His eyes were fixed on my lips. I felt a sensation of emptiness under my stomach. I swallowed the saliva that was accumulating in my mouth, but my lips were dry. So, I passed my tongue on them, and Ohm's eyes snapped to mine. It seemed they were only pupils. His desire made something twitch in me, and the oxygen didn't seem enough to suppress my necessities.
I needed him. I needed his mouth on mine.
When my lips reached him, he didn't back away. First came a slight touch, slow. Then, our eyes met again just for a brief of a sharing breath before our lips connected again. The movements were slow. However, there was pressure in each stroke of the lips.
His tongue traced my bottom lip, and I flick slowly my tongue on his. He tasted indeed like before. Like him, like his sweetness… And beer.
"Yes," he bit his lower lip, "We kissed."
She almost screamed, bouncing at him.
"Shhhh! Noonie! Sshh!"
"Korapat Kirdpan! Tell me everything now."
He exhaled loudly, dropping on his bed.
"I miss him, Noonie. The fights, the long talks, the quietness, the cleaning, the cuddles… I miss staying at his house and being able to come in through that stupid door without ringing the fucking bell!"
She laughed.
"Well, things seem to be—"
She was interrupted by the buzz of Nanon's phone. He quickly reached for it and looked at the message.
"He's here!"
Another note regarding the official break of OhmNanon cp and the new Ohm's cp (because you haven't read enough of those).
Like some, I still am (was?) sad (not so much surprised) about the situation. BUT we must respect their decision and not force the OhmNNN cp on them.
I've noticed that some OhmNNN ff writers were pondering whether to keep writing about them and if the readers would still enjoy reading about them together. That being said, I will still write about OhmNNN. I loved their dynamic together, and BB is still my favourite BL. But I do understand if there are readers who don't feel comfortable reading OhmNNN as per the state of things.
Basically, the message that I want to leave you with is: if this is affecting you in any way, take care of yourself and learn your limits. Take any measures necessary for this to not hurt other areas of your life and for you to not hurt/give hate to others, namely Ohm/Nanon.
And if it didn't affect you at all, great!
For me, one good thing came from this. I left my addiction to social media! Another one: is it just me, or did a lot of OhmNNN/PatPran ff get updated after this news? xD
Hope you are ok.
