I recommend you to read the previous chapter for more understanding and enjoyment.

☆☆☆The writer is an amateur. Passive glue If there are any mistakes or omissions, I apologize in advance. ☆☆☆

note

1. Characters, events, and places are all fictitious from the author's imagination. I wrote it for myself and only to entertain the readers. No part is true.

2. Contains content showing love for male-male relationships.

Palitchoke and Issara walked down from the 2nd floor.

The timing was right for the two young men in the kitchen to walk out.

Phobthon looked at Issara, Palitchoke looked at Prakan.

"I'd like to go back first. Hello," Prakan said goodbye to Pop and Oat. slightly curved

Palitchoke walked up and hugged him on the shoulder."

thank you buddy"

"Yes," Nom replied, looked at Issara and smiled, "I'll go first, Tom."

Issara was confused, "Oh, yes, hello."

Prakan looked at Phopthorn and smiled and then left the shop.

Popthorn turned to look at Issara and Palitchoke, sighed, then walked back into the kitchen. Palitchok turned to Tom and said, "Let's go home and change clothes first." Issara nodded. Then another Palitchoke walked out the door of the shop.

Issara turned and said to the other two brothers, "I'll let Tom go up to work first." After saying that, he rushed upstairs.

"Oh, hey, what's going on? As soon as the script goes, they all go. You've made an appointment here, right?" Oat said.

Issara's voice shouted, "P'Pop, please turn on the music."

"Yes" Pop shouted back...

The music track is open in the store at no time.

Live music

Pop is in charge. Before the shop opens, Pop always chooses a list of songs prepared to play for a long time each night, except when he's not home. There will be Oat to change the songs for you. Loud to the speakers above that Issara had Oat connect to the office because she was too lazy to download it herself and connect to Bluetooth. It's convenient like this.

notebook screen Issara sat with her chin resting, waiting for various accounting documents. Ordered to print Thinking about the conversation with Palitchoke earlier. seem to understand But it feels like I don't understand.

"How did Tom talk to his elder?"...Palitchoke asked after Issara begged and pampered Palitchoke until his happiness overflowed. The little one was still snuggling up in Palitchoke's arms on the sofa.

Issara was quiet for a while. Answered in a slow voice, "We're not talking about anything.".... Issara didn't lie. The past conversations with P'Tu were more like people confessing their feelings to each other at random moments.

"Hmmmm," Palitchoke sighed heavily. The picture of Tom standing and passionately hugging and kissing P'Tu still pierces my heart. Even though we couldn't see it up close, the length of time the two people's mouths pressed together for so long Palitchoke knew enough to know that Phopthorn would probably be addicted to Issara's charm like himself.

Even in my heart, how much will it hurt to produce luck? No matter how angry he was, he wanted to complain or show off his ownership of Issara to let Phopthorn and the world know how much this little person belonged to him alone. When he saw the round eyes behind those glasses, he couldn't help it.

"I love Tom"...."But in this matter there must be a final answer" "...."

"Tom should decide"..... Is this a request or a force?

"No one is okay with seeing the person they love go out with someone else.....especially if our person has feelings for them," Palitchoke said sarcastically, but it was truly heartbreaking.

When he finished speaking, he hugged Issara tighter, who said it sounding very commanding in the style of a spoiled bad boy.

.... But deep down, I'm afraid that Issara's weak-willed heart will choose Phopthorn as well.

Issara listens, looks at the ceiling, her eyes are empty, Palitchok glances at the little person lying in his arms. The fact that Issara doesn't have any answer makes it even more troubling, Palitchok's eyes flash with worry.

....Tom...P'Tu... Who is really deep in the hole that they dug themselves??

Did we leave Tom until we almost lost him?? Palitchoke whispered to himself.

After that, nothing else was said about it.

Cut the picture back to Issara as before.

Thinking about it, last night Phopthorn said he loved him, today Palitchoke said he loved him. But instead of being happy It turned out to be worse than before.

I'm annoyed with myself. He took off his glasses and crawled onto the table.

"Worry, Issara.... What are you confused about here?" I asked myself.

Dingdung!!

2PoPtorn :

When the cake is finished baking, will Tom come down and eat it? Or will you let me bring it up to you?

IsTom :  

Tom will go down and eat it himself.

Khanomma Issara forgot about everything else and immediately walked and ran down the stairs. Pop and Oat came carrying dessert plates from the kitchen." Tom, hurry up. In the kitchen, P'Tu's mother made a loaf the size of a house and planned to use it to fry robes to monks in the whole temple. It will make you diabetic. You don't have to eat dinner this evening. Let's eat this cake." Oat grumbled as he walked over and Pop walked past and walked behind him to kiss him softly."

Something else would be sweeter.” Then he didn't know what to do and followed Oat back to the counter.

Issara was about to reach the kitchen just now. What kind of cake was that? Just listening to Brother Oat complain. Before I could see what they were eating, the little man closed his eyes. His nose scrunched up, "Oh, it smells like vanilla, but it smells a little bit like orange."

"Mmm. It smells..."

Mum...Both wrists were grabbed by a strong hand. "Tom, what are you doing?" Popthorn asked. "I'm going to follow you." "Tom just wants to guess some snacks."

Phopthorn still hasn't let go. “Then close your eyes and come taste it. If you guess correctly, I'll give you some pudding as well." Popthorn looked at him with a gentle smile.

"Okay." Issara closed her eyes. Popthorn took his hand and came to stand at the table in the middle.

"Okay, just a moment...ah, open your mouth."

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm Cream cheese is the topping but the cake texture is semi-chocolate and vanilla. Tom guessed.

red velvet"

When he finished speaking, he opened his eyes. "That's right too." Phopthorn handed him a spoon. Be fascinated by what you listen to. "Ah," Issara took the spoon and scooped some snacks into her mouth.

Popthorn looked at the little person. Chef Issara's delicious homemade cakes that you can eat as you please. Always tasty, even if you just make something and throw it in and mix it together. The chef's eyes looked happy and sad. Leaning against the table and then silent, Issara swallowed another bite of dessert and asked, "P'Tu.... "Brother".... "Brother Tu!!" Issara's voice was a little louder, "Brother.....where are you drifting off to?"

Popthorn looked at Issara, "No.....just seeing Tom happy. I'm fine."

"Tom.......Have you talked to Peck yet?" Popthorn decided to ask Issara to stop scooping up snacks. Looking at the cake, "Well........ Just......talk normally." He replied in a low voice.

Popthorn nodded, "Hmm," and then became silent again.

Issara put down the spoon, moved towards Phopthorn, slowly stretching out his hand to embrace him, leaning against his wide chest. The young chef was a little confused that Issara approached him first, but hugged him back automatically.

"P'Tu's steak is the most delicious in the world, Tom believes. that all of us in the store are very happy Having you take care of us all the time."

Popthorn hugged Issara gratefully, closed his eyes and absorbed the feeling. I understood what the little man was trying to convey and for a second I thought of the words the man in the cap said drunkenly last night. ...."I love you, I love you.... I love everyone here.”

The intense feelings of wonder and affection that seemed to be on fire and ready to burn in order to get it for the person you loved before faded away. It's a soft feeling, like the smell of sweets that spreads in the kitchen instead.

The chef's hand stroked Issara's hair, kissed her forehead, her fingertips wiped off the cream cheese that was already stuck in the corner of the little person's mouth, and brought it to taste. "Hmm, sweeter than usual." He said and pulled away. Turned around and walked to open the ingredients cabinet, as promised. I'll make you some pudding and give it to you." Issara cheered happily. "Yay!! Then Tom, take this cake and eat it at the counter with the others."

"Let's cut some and give it to Peck," Chef said, not looking back.

"Whoa," Issara's voice responded and he carried the cake plate away.

Beyond the kitchen door, Issara stopped her cheerful expression and turned to look at the tears welling up in her eyes. Mumbling to myself in my heart...Thank you, P'Tu. Tom knows...how much P'Tu loves us. Issara looked at the cake in her hand that Phopthorn had told him to make available for luck.

....."I'm sorry, P'PeckTom, I love you. But Tom asks for time"......Tie the knot yourself, you have to fix it yourself. Issara orders the story. Thinks....

The chef in the kitchen was no different, holding a bowl of dessert mixed in his hand, a single tear fell from it, the ingredients distilled from the heart of a manly man.

Produce Chokrak Issara And let love in the form of a palitchok stretch out its hand for Issara to hold and take it, running against the wind, flying, free, strikingly falling apart at times. But they will stop waiting and come back to hold hands again.

But at the same time, Issara's other hand turned to hold Phopthorn's hand.

The young chef put the ready-mixed pudding in the freezer and while waiting for the dessert, he turned to pick up the phone.

Press to find someone who is waiting for an answer from him.....

Tonight is the turn to produce Chok Mee.

Live music

Acoustic style, not a full band. He was sitting on a stool on the stage, singing leisurely. Guests gradually came in without rushing. As it got late, he focused more on ordering drinks.

"Are you busy?" Popthorn walked over and stood next to the cashier to talk, bringing a plate of pudding that had been soaked in the evening.

"Just keep going, not to the point of being overwhelmed," Issara replied. "Pick up the pudding cup and scoop it into your mouth...umm....it's delicious." He turned to look at the chef's face. "Thank you."

Popthorn looked at the stage under the shadow of his cap. I don't know if he was looking or not, but he turned this way.

“Can you stand here?” the tall man asked. Issara turned to look at the person asking. Then he turned to look at the stage, "All of us will be the same as before. How did Grandpa Tu live together?" We are still a family like that,” Issara replied firmly.

Popthorn was surprised just overnight. Issara seemed to have become unusually strong.

....Aren't you afraid that Peck will get jealous?? I want to know but don't want to ask..

The two stood and talked for a moment, then Phopthorn moved to help Oat and Pop pick up the counter as usual, then returned to stand in the same place under a cap, singing, but staring at the counter.

Ending the song queue, the singer didn't wait for the scream to end, taking long steps like jumping and whistling towards the counter.

.....Seeing that I'm not complaining, this doesn't mean I'm not jealous or possessive.....

Phopthorn was still standing next to the little Issara who was counting money before he could look up.

Palitchoke stood in front of the cashier and looked at Phopthorn but didn't say anything.

Pop turned and saw it. He spoke in a loud voice that could only be heard there, "Hey!!" ..... Issara looked up and saw that Bad Boy and Chef We're playing a game of staring at whoever looks away first and loses.

"Ah," Issara looked at the person in front of her. Turned around to look at the person next to me.... sighed, worried.

"Tom, go collect the money first," Issara cut in. It's better to take the bill book and go collect the money yourself.

Phopthorn smiled at the corner of his mouth, seeing that he was a cool person who didn't like anyone. But he was so jealous that the air came out of his ears and he could hardly hold back his laughter.

"When I had it I didn't take care of it. When you lose it to the point where you can't keep your cool, cool person...

you are so.o.o.....funny ...Bad Boyyy" ...

Tarantino's irritating American accent makes listeners bite their chubby lips.

Pop couldn't stand it and had to speak up and gently rebuke him, "Let's take it easy."

Bell helped the waiter walk over and hand the order to the chef.

The chef looked at the palatchok with a challenging look, turned his back to the kitchen......

Issara returned to the table. Palitchoke said, "I'll go wait upstairs. The shop is closed and I'll take you home." Issara just realized that he came with a big bike. "Tom, let me tell you first, Peck. Because when I came, I came with him, so I was considerate."

Palitchoke nodded and walked away upstairs.

Pop walked next to him, his mouth itching for a long time. “What do you want, Tom? Leave it like this and they'll fight each other to death." Issara looked sad. "What should I do, Tom?"

Pop makes an angry face. "Peck is my younger brother, Tu is my friend. I can't choose. But you have to choose"...

"Or are you going to take both of them?" Pop said sarcastically, completely annoyed at Issara's soft-heartedness.

"P'Pop!" Issara turned to look at his brother. His face suddenly became wrinkled. "Tom isn't that kind of person.""And what kind of person are you?"..."Ai Tu can't clap his hands loudly with one hand."

"If you love Peck, you can't break up with him. You cut off that guy and throw him away. Let him try to go for what??.??" Pop said in the end and went to help Oat. Father Bear was still pouring a glass and shaking the shaker in time to pay attention to the small war here.

Issara's face is tense. Please walk away into the kitchen. P'Pop can still pay the bill.

Popthorn was in the middle of cooking food. "Do you want anything, Tom?" Popthorn turned and asked.

Issara sat down at the middle table, "No." "I was tired and had a headache, so I ran away and sat for a moment."

Popthorn nodded and continued to cook food. Issara sat with her chin on her back and watched the chef cook for a while.

"P'...Tom will go back with P'Peck soon." The young chef stumbled for three seconds. "Oh... Tom usually goes back with him, right?"..... "It's up to Tom."

"I'm sorry, it's like Tom abandoned you." Issara apologized with consideration.

Popthorn replied in a calm voice. I didn't turn to look. "It's okay."

"Thank you."

Issara felt relieved and could get up and go back to work.

When I turned around, Palitchoke was leaning against the door.... When did you come? Issara thought, "Tom just came to tell P'Tu. I said I'll go back with P'Pek," he said and walked outside.

Palitchoke turned to look at the little man and then looked back at the rest of the people in the kitchen.

"He called and told me about it," the cap man asked in a cold voice. "Hmm." Phopthorn didn't seem surprised at all, anyway. Let's be friends. It's not strange to tell.

"Why are you doing this?"

Popthorn put down the item in his hand, turned around and asked in a tired voice, "It's good, isn't it?"

"The problem is, you've made Tom feel like you're going to leave him like this?"

"So, is it okay for you to break up with Tom?" Popthorn's voice started to rise.

"I'm not okay, but what you did, I'm not okay with." Bad Boy started to sound annoyed as well.

The waiter walked up to the food ordered, Palitchoke turned and walked away angrily.

Bell helps round 2

The shop has closed, with only the shop's partner members still helping to collect Issara's things, collecting documents and carrying them upstairs as usual.

Grrr...

The cool person was lying on the same sofa in the same position. Issara finished putting things on the shelves and turned to call out, “P'Peck. Tom has finished packing his things.”

“Um,” Palitchoke responded but didn't look at Issara's face.

Two people walked downstairs and saw Phopthorn standing with Pop and Oat.

“Let's go back.” Palitchoke said a short word and walked out the door.

Issara turned to look at the others and smiled, "Tom, come back first, P'Tu. Tom's helmet can be kept under here."

Popthorn nodded.

The store's lights are all turned off, leaving only the regular lamp on the counter. Two large young men and a tall man in the middle sat on stools in a row.

Pop turned to look at Phopthorn, "Come on.."

parking lot

“P'Peck,” Issara called Palitchoke, who with long strides almost ran up to the starting car and quickly took off. “P'Peck Where are you going in such a hurry?” Issara asked because Palitchoke normally doesn't drive this fast.

The driver slowed down. “Is Tom sleepy yet?”

"Not much, what's the matter?"

“Let's go on a trip,” Palitchoke replied.

“Hm.” Issara looked surprised. “Where else are there places to visit at this late hour?”

The car was parked under the boundary of the condo that Ban Palitchoke bought as a family property. He had never lived there but had stopped by the house to take a look. Palitchoke pressed the elevator up to the almost top floor.

The room door opens and there aren't many things in the room. But it was decorated with beautiful lights. Palitchoke opens the balcony The wind outside blew the curtains. “Tom, come here.” Palitchoke extended his hand to Issara. A small person walked up and held hands in return, standing and looking at the view all over Bangkok, the twinkling lights.

“She's so beautiful.” ...Issara said as she brushed her hand against the hair that was in her face because of the wind. "Our shop is over there, right?" He pointed there.

Lights in the distance, a cool breeze at night, even though it's a bit late. But it's romantic, too.

Palitchoke stood with his arms resting on the balcony, turned to look at Issara's face, and slender hands took off the little man's glasses. "The light hits the glasses. I want to see Tom more clearly."

Issara smiled in response, Palitchoke moved towards him and hugged the smaller man's waist, pulling him a little closer to himself.

“When we have two people like this, I'm so happy.”

Issara turned to look. The little man's eyes shimmered with light and tears filled his eyes. He replied in a soft voice, “Tom is happy too. Time with Pee Peck"

Palitchoke saw the little man with tears in his eyes. I myself was also distraught. Because of what the two people knew in their hearts

......Can we fix what we all did wrong?.......

Slender fingers gently touched a white cheek. "I really want to kiss Tom."

Issara smiled softly, "Then why do you listen to me being pretentious?"

The tall man smiled and reached out his chubby mouth to nip at the other's thin lips. The tip of the nose touches the tip of the nose. Even though the wind is strong, you can still feel the warm breath.

"Heh heh," Issara couldn't help but laugh. Palitchoke smiled sweetly and slowly tilted his head to kiss him. The softest, gentlest kiss in a bad boy's life.

Kissing the lights all over Bangkok will be jealous.

"Does Tom live here?" Issara looked startled. "Hmm, Tom's house in Bangkok also exists. I don't rent it." He said then turned to look at the view, smiling amusedly.

“No, come live with me, come live together, let's live together. Just the two of us personally.”

Issara was stunned and turned to look at the person who had spoken.

"Is it because of P'Tu's matter?..." Issara asked directly to the point without mincing words. .....sigh Then look at the light in the distance

“Will it help, Peg?.....Tom said. It wouldn't be any different. Is Tom here or at home? If P'Peck isn't here That is, I'm not here." Palitchoke listened with pain in his heart. No words came out of the bad boy's mouth.

Issara secretly looked at Palitchoke who had a sad face like when Jao Khao Tom was sick. Now Iss has started to know how to take revenge on spoiled people in the Issara way.

......This is just a cushion, bad boy.

“Tom loves you for being yourself. Tom never wanted me to change anything. I have a society, I have friends, I have a job, I have a family. Tom understands."

Palitchoke looked on, trying to understand what Issara said.

"Please give Tom some time, P'Peck. Tom, please give me time. Tom will try to make everything resolve in a good way"....

"Even Tom himself can't think of much."..... Issara slaps the end like he said it himself. He's confused. Karma!

The tall man looked at Issara's face. Not sure what I should say or say to Issara?

“It's really windy. Come inside. Tom is afraid that you'll get sick first."

Palitchoke nodded. Issara walked in first. The cool person was slightly startled. The phone in my pocket vibrates. Palitchoke had muted his voice the moment he got on the elevator.

......P'Pop I read the name and looked suspicious. I'm busy talking. Let's talk about it tomorrow. Let's have a sweet time first.

Palitchoke typed a reply and then closed his phone and put it in his bag as usual.

A large young man called the destination angrily, "Dammit, you're not answering my phone."

Line

Bouncing, answering, "Dungdung"

" sorry bro, too busy, with tom, tmr na krub "

Pop sighed heavily and turned off the phone. "Oh my god, these two are really looking for trouble for me."

..........................End of episode.................. ...............