- butter -

“I don't know how close I am to this friend.

As far as I can remember, it's just....

Live in a dormitory together, share the same closet of clothes. We never quarreled, where did we go?

But this latest...

No matter how close we are, he won't kiss anyone on stage!"

- Nam Nueng -

“Actually, I don't want to betray the word friend.

But when the feeling has changed....

....Can he blame anyone?"

"Dear friend....can you change to...love your friend?"

*Miracle TM!*

Slender fingers traced the hand on the phone screen in circles.

topic 

What I'm reading is a point of endless debate.

'So they kissed each other right?'

A small smile slowly opened in amusement. It was fun too as many people were interested in pretend kissing with close friends on stage yesterday. Because he knew very well that it wouldn't happen.

But when he sat down and thought about it carefully, he was secretly afraid that, in fact, his mouth had been damaged or not. Because he himself was so startled that he didn't have time to capture every touch plus the tweets that filled his feed page. Uncertainty then gathered in his head.

His eyes glanced at the other person next to him who was sitting not far away doing his makeup.

There are many other things to look at but I don't know why I keep staring at my close friend's beautiful lips.

His friend's soft pink lips invited him to tentatively raise his hand to his own.

...and then the hesitation began to work.

'Why must I be excited? If you want to know, just ask!'

I argued with myself for a long time. The trembling heart became heavier. I decided to ask for clarification. But I'm so nervous.

“Eh, yesterday.. It didn't happen, right?”

The two eyes stared at each other for a while. Apprehension began to cover the face of the person being asked. The silence became more and more overwhelming. Different people, different eyes, different hearts Everything is swinging.

...It can't continue to be quiet like this.

“Hey! Don't get hit!”

“Oh...I'm relieved^^”

The person who asked smiled brightly, as if the whole world had been lifted from his chest...in reverse.

The person who responded could only give his best friend a wry smile before turning away to avoid his eyes.

Heat rushes across your clear face. His heart was beating fast as if he had just recently stopped from a mini-marathon.

Why he answered that he didn't get it, I don't know.

.... Even though it was completely hit.

Today's performance in the theater went smoothly. Everyone packed up their things and went home. The only thing left was Nam, who was packing her equipment and clothes into a large bag.

“Oh! Nam Nueng hasn't returned yet?"

Someone's clear, familiar voice sounded. The busy hand stopped everything and turned to smile at the owner of the voice who had just walked in.

“Oh, Noey... I'm keeping things. I'll be back soon."

“Oh,” the figure nodded before walking to sit in the chair next to his female friend, “Are you in a hurry?”

“Um... No, why?”

“Let's go shopping,” the little man smiled cheerfully after making the offer.

“Do I have to pay again?”

"Oh...I'm not going to say that."

“If I go with you, how about you give me some water?” The taller one offered.

“Wow!!”

“Then that's OK.”

It's almost evening. The crowd that had flowed in to see the performance began to decrease. Inside the cafe, there were a few people sitting. The surrounding atmosphere creates enough privacy for the people sitting at the tables in front of the store.

Nam Nueng gave a small smile to a close friend who was walking not far away holding a colorful glass of water.

“Sitting there smiling. They don't help each other at all.”

Noey pouted at her female friend. But it didn't make the other person seem inclined to help at all. There will only be eyesight. Who looks at a close friend with affection

"Teasing you is fun too ^^"

The little man hammered at his female friend before handing her a glass of favorite flavored water.

“If you treat me, you still have to buy it for me. Since when have I been your admirer?”

“Thank you^^”

Complaining like that doesn't really pay much attention. I'm the person who opens my mouth and invites friends.

A slender white hand held a blue straw. Stir the water inside the glass until it mixes until a new flavor emerges.

"Hoy! What happened to one hand?"

“!!??” The shocked look on his friend's face staring at his own hand was startling as well.

Namnueng turned over the back of his hand and saw a gaping wound on the back of his right pinky finger. The wound isn't very big. But it seemed like he'd had it long enough for the blood that had previously seeped out to have completely dried.

"I don't know, I don't even feel any pain." But when I realized it, it seemed like it was starting to sting.

"What are you doing here? Let's see."

Someone grabbed the hand of a close friend and went to check it out anxiously. Small fingers rubbed the wound gently.

“Does it hurt?” Noey looked up and asked the owner of the hand with concern.

“It's starting to hurt.”

“I wasn't careful,” the little man muttered softly, but the other person seemed to hear. “Did you hurt your wound?”

“Wow, it's just a small wound. Treat me like I've been stabbed."

“Will it be just a little or a lot? It's the same wound. It would be nice to put some paster on.”

The serious expression made the owner of the wound unable to laugh. But it wasn't much of a surprise. Because normally close friends have been like this since time immemorial. Likes to care about the people around him until he is big.

....Sometimes I still secretly envy the person who will have this girl as my girlfriend....

“And is there a Pastor?”

"do not have"

“Oh... then pretend to speak.”

“You can go back to the dorm and stop by 7-Eleven. Let's go back together." The little man gave his friend a small smile before standing up.

A small hand gripped his best friend's wrist tightly. with a gentle tug to get her female friend up from the comfortable chair.

"patch! Let's go shopping, my money is shaking."

“If you don't have enough money, don't go back!” Namnueng said.

“It might spread to your friend's bag.”

"Bye...let's go back." The tall figure made to walk away and eat the money. But it was pulled first.

"Friends joking"

Actually, I intended to keep it here. Because I know that no matter what, the little girl will definitely be upset.

"Let's go, it'll be late."

“Okay.” The little man picked up a glass of water. before putting his arm around his female friend and cheerfully walking out of the campus.

“Sleep down.”

“Huh?”

“Isn't she beautiful?” A petite girl walked out of the fitting room cheerfully.

The long pink dress that my female friend tried on was very displeasing to my eyes. Is it too sweet? Or maybe it's because I'm not this type of person?

The tall man shook his head at the outfit that didn't really suit his eyes.

"What? Three sets already? Aren't they pretty?"

'Make a frog face again'

Namnueng shook his head affectionately and walked over to hug his best friend's neck. Noey's sullen face always made her female friends lose her way.

....Sometimes I still wonder if I have friends who are eight year olds or not.

“Listen, Khun Aob. If you like it, buy it. If you think it's beautiful, buy it. Because if you asked me, I would say that it's not beautiful. Because I'm not like this.... Do you understand..huh?” Namnueng tilted his head and stared at her female friend's face with a small smile.

“But it's beautiful, right?”

A question that was not very confident appeared on the small figure's innocent face.

Namnueng laughed softly before grabbing the other man's shoulders to make him look at him.

“Numnueng said that whatever you put in butter is beautiful.” Smiles and eyes were transmitted through something called feelings.

The slight smile that was revealed was different from every time we smiled at each other. Those black eyes, too. Why isn't it the way Noey herself has always received? There was something different about it.... I can't tell you.

“You can go pay now.” The tall figure raised his left hand and gently placed it on the small man's head before lowering his head to stare closely at his best friend. “And then you can stop asking me if I like it or not, whether it's pretty or not because no matter what butter I put in it, We like it all.

J ”

Suddenly I felt a strange flicker. Why did that sentence just now make my heart flutter like never before? Even though friends like Namnueng often say things like this. But as said.... Everything was different from what it had ever felt...everything.

“Uh..”

“Go pay and go.” Namnueng lightly kissed the little girl's head before pushing her back to walk to the counter to check the bill.

"Let's wait a moment."

“Um^^”

Buff...

As soon as the other person disappeared from this corner of the store, Nam Nueng immediately dropped down onto the soft chair. His right hand came up and gently held the left side of his chest. A heart that was already beating abnormally fast It was very different from now where it was like having a party without paying any attention to the owner of the body.

Conflict began to build up inside his head. The tall figure kept asking himself what he had done just now. What are you thinking?

But as far as I know is... Not myself at all.

The more I think about it, Didn't get any answer. The thing that pops into my head all the time is my girlfriend's face. And then the heat slowly floated in and hit his face. The heart that had previously been unable to beat rhythmically was working harder than ever.

His right hand gripped the shirt on his left breast until it was crumpled. It was as if he was trying to stop his heart from returning to normal. But the more I tried, it seemed like everything became more and more clear.

“What is the matter with Mr. Nam Nueng? That's enough!” I could only sit and murmur softly to myself when I realized how I felt about my best friend. ...It's not normal anymore.

Shopping went by like no other catwalk. Normally, the person who invites me like Noey tends to ask the usual questions. Is this one good? Is this beautiful? Do you eat this or not? Are you hungry? Do you want to buy anything else? It's a question that goes around like that. This time too.

And every time the person who answers like one will answer immediately with an explanation, explanation or suggestion attached.

But this time, the person who responded said just Um or Um, that's it. And that's what made people invite. I interpreted it myself to mean that my female friend was unwilling to come along.

During the entire walk back to the dormitory, instead of walking in tandem like usual. Nam Nueng only followed at a distance. Normally, Noey herself is a person who thinks too much. Encountering this incident made him think even more. I secretly thought about whether my friend was angry at me or not. Fearlessness then arises.

Two people carrying bags and a pile of belongings walked up to the dormitory not too far away from each other. This will already reach the room. But no conversation appeared or even a single phrase was spoken. The only thing that happened throughout the walk was the sound of dragging bags. That made the people leading the walk even more annoyed, like it was a joke.

“P'Ney! It's right here.” The new figure's clear voice invited the two people to turn around and look.

“Is there something wrong with the mobile?” Noey asked curiously.

“I brought this for you. I forgot it at the theater."

“This is the key to this room,” Noey said.

"yes"

“Thank you very much, Mobile. I don't know how I forgot.”

"nevermind I'll go first. Pupe is waiting to eat."

“Yes,” Noey smiled at the younger generation and raised her hand to wave goodbye brightly. But the mobile disappeared into the room and the sight stopped for another person who was standing still as a monument not far away.

....Really evocative sound.

The face that was once smiling suddenly turned sour.

Crack!

The solid door opened and darkness filled the room. Soon, brightness spread throughout the wide room. Two figures placed their bags on opposite corners of the bed.

An uncomfortable look fell on the tall figure who was storing his bags not far away. Try to ignore the owner of your eyes as much as possible. If you accidentally turn around and make eye contact, you'll have a heart attack and die.... Really not daring to face each other.

"myself! What is this?!”

Patience always has a limit. Just like now Noey grabbed her female friend's shoulder to turn her towards him in frustration. That is, if I were to continue to be silent, I wouldn't be able to bear it either. There must be someone who said it.

Two hands on thin shoulders were removed and an answer sounded out on his face.

“It's nothing. Noey, I'm thinking too much^^” trying to give a forced smile. Before walking out of the bedroom to find something to stop his mind that was pounding like crazy.

Noey turned around and let out a very big sigh. Eyebrows that are almost so close together that they look like a Thai-Lao bridge. He couldn't believe the sentence just now. How can there be nothing when the actions of a close friend are so obvious?

...Today we have to clear things up.

Noey followed her female friend out, feeling displeased.

Namnueng dropped his body onto the sofa in front of the TV before picking up the remote and turning it on to watch. The thing in my head right now is just turning up the volume of the TV loud enough to fill the room in order to drown out the sound of my own heart.

I don't know what the logic is. I just know that thinking like this makes me comfortable, that's all.

transvestite!

"Oh! Noey, why did you turn off the TV? We're watching."

“If today we don't want to talk to each other. You don't have to watch TV.”

The serious expression of the young friend's face was quite serious. A courageous and fearful mind was born. The tall man took a deep breath before standing up bravely in front of his female friend.

“We are ready. If you want to ask anything, just ask." Your mouth is smart, but your heart is so stubborn. I'm only afraid that the person asking will ask something that I don't want to answer.

“Namnueng ... since I got back from the mall, what's wrong with Nueng? Why doesn't Nueng talk to us? Keep avoiding us, asking for answers, what did we do wrong?” The small figure added to his voice that he had been patient for a long time. That is, if you call it shouting, it's not true. “Tell me, what are you not satisfied with? Butter will solve the problem.”

The sweet voice started to drop lower, making me dizzy.

“There's nothing wrong with butter. In fact, everything is us who have the problem.”

“So what is it?”

“We said we.....”

My heart pounded again as I lifted my head to meet the eyes of another person. The little girl's smooth face made what she was trying to say even more difficult.

'Why are you so beautiful?'

Is this what they say that if someone comes into our sight, they will look especially better? Hmm...I believe it.

“It's us....... I think....." Why is it so difficult to speak so coldly like this?

“What do you think you said?!”

"We'll be excused for just a moment." The slender legs hurriedly walked away.

“Eh?”

...Is it really difficult to say that I like you? Is it so cool to say it? It's stuck in the mouth. It's more difficult than the final exam.

The tall figure raised his hand to caress his face gently, concealing his mouth. It's not easy if you like someone and say it directly. And the person who was shaken became a close friend that we met every day.... even more so that my lungs were broken.

Namnueng turned around to check Noey again to see if she was still standing in front of the TV or not, and of course, she was still standing there watching.

His right hand came up to lightly cup his left breast before he thought of another way that wouldn't make his heart beat to a level that couldn't be spoken like just now.

Namnueng bit his lip softly with a look of great contemplation on his face. It wasn't long before his eyes fell on the refrigerator. Something then popped into my head.

....If I'm being honest, it's really difficult, just use this method.

Noey, who was watching not far away, saw that her friend was opening the refrigerator to find something.

....What? Are you hungry? You can't be hungry now, Nam Nueng.

“We still haven't finished clearing things up yet.” There was no reply.

I also want to know what my friend finds in the refrigerator. If it was real food, he would go in and yell and show it. The small figure could only stand and watch the situation from afar.

After a while, he picked up a glass bottle of some kind before making a slightly embarrassed face and opening the cap and drinking more than ten gulps like water.

“What do you want to drink?” This opaque bottle has a familiar shape, making it hard to see clearly. Two-legged walked suspiciously towards the person drinking.

"alcohol! Let go of the water!” Noey quickly snatched the damn liquor bottle away from her close friend. I don't know what my friend was thinking about drinking something like this. And most importantly, how can it stay in the refrigerator?

“How can it be in the closet?!”

“Just a little.”

Heard the question but couldn't answer. Everything that was unity is now tilted. Raise your left hand to your temple gently before trying to stand straight. But your round world is now spinning too fast to maintain balance.

gulp! The tall figure staggered unconsciously into the small shoulders of another person.

"ponderous! One water, one water, hmmm....the smell of liquor was buzzing. How could you eat this? One water, one water!” Trying to shake the complaining man's shoulder to his senses. But what I heard back was not at all in the language.

“Are you already drunk?” He finished and immediately turned to look at the dark-colored liquor bottle. “Wow, alcohol. It's as tall as the Eiffel Tower. Who put this in the refrigerator?”

You can't blame alcohol alone. People who drink are quite soft-hearted. Drink it all at once until half the bottle is gone. If you're not drunk, let it be known.

“We can't talk anymore. Let's go to the sofa first.” Saying anything was like talking to yourself. He could only slowly support the other body to follow in a chaotic manner.

“Walk carefully.”

He didn't even make it to the sofa. I had only walked half way and was shoved into a wall by a drunk man.

“Wow....oh! What are you doing? Let go."

The two arms were stuck to the wall by another person. The smell of the person in front of him drifted in from time to time. His face was intoxicated and his soft smile was secretly drunk and a little frightening. I tried to fight but I couldn't fight the drunk man's strength.

“How far have we cleared things up?”

“We will clear things up tomorrow.”

Noey tried to convince the person in front of her to let go. Because the friends now are no different from those lustful young men at all.

“Noey listens to us. If we weren't drunk, we wouldn't dare talk directly to Noy. So listen to us.”

He is the most sensible drunk person I have ever met. It shows that they're not completely drunk and still able to communicate. Well, if the other person asks, why can't they give it?

“So what exactly is wrong with you?” The question came out boldly. The person who answered was silent for a while. Before the watery eyes looked at the little man as if he was fully conscious.

“We like butter.”

“Huh...what?” I couldn't believe my crazy ears.

“We like butter, have you heard that?”

“Have you gotten so drunk that you've gone crazy?” The little man tried to cover up everything with a laugh. It's not that it's blocked. But your friend may be unconscious and delirious.

“We are not crazy. We really like butter. We've thought about it for a while. Until the day we pretended to kiss butter at the theater ....So we started to have confidence.”

"Nah....Namnueng" half shocked, half believing. To this extent, another person probably wouldn't play a joke to make your heart flutter.

The two arms that were pinned to the wall were slowly released. The drunk's right hand grabbed the small waist and gently pulled it towards himself. His left hand mischievously began to trace under the small man's chin. The thumb gently touched the thin lips.

“One water....”

“Noey doesn't have to tell us anything, we can come back. But we will take the answer from Noey's mouth instead.”

“If Butter kisses me, I will answer. We will consider Butter Clown to be our lover.”

At the end of the conversation, the drunk man slowly lowered his gaze to pay attention to the soft lips. before leaning his face towards the light pink one I'd like to know what the taste is like.

The temperature inside the room seemed to be lowered. Everything is quiet. There will only be the sound of a clock that keeps ticking. But everything is probably no louder than the sound of your heart. Who knows how close the lips are My heart beats joyfully against the hands of the clock. Accidentally even louder

Two lips slowly pressed together. The right hand that had been holding her waist rose to cup the nape of his kissing partner's neck instead. The drunk man tried to carefully compose everything to get the silent person to respond. Hopefully

After a while, the two arms that had been attached to his sides came up and gently wrapped around the drunk man's neck. The smell of alcohol began to drift through his mouth periodically as the little man began to kiss back.

The game turned, a tall man was thrown with his back against the wall. Everything was played in such a way that no one could bow.

They fought for a long time, and the people who started out like crazy chose to leave before things could go any further.

As soon as he came out of his trance The two figures then began to compete, panting as if they had just completed a relay race. The eyes that had been looking at each other for some time began to take turns laughing out of exhaustion.

Crazy butter girl!...so good at kissing>///<

The End

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