Title: Beautiful Day

Pairing: Mike x Golf

Category: One Shot

Rating: P

It's a fic written since Golf's birthday last year. But at that time the blog had not yet been opened in Dekdee. So I brought the total down to this year instead ^^"

The story in this fic will be linked to the concert.

This's it

Where Golf Mike attended the show on February 20 and 21, 2010.

I hope you can recall the events during that time.

As for who is waiting?

Artifice

Episode 5 is now (is there still someone waiting?^^") I'll upload it next Friday. I hope there are still people who want to read more.

“Mike…Mike, wake up.”

A soft voice in my ear woke me up. Eyelids blink up and down to adjust your eyes to the soft sunlight. that shines in from the window while the brain is still dazed

“Where will you sleep? Get up now.” The owner of that voice continued to speak to me. But this time, a pair of small hands pulled my right arm up from the bed.

I looked at the little man who was still holding my arm. A bright smile adorned that small, attractive face.

“P'Golf,” I said the name of the person in front of me in confusion.

…What is this brother doing in my room? Normally, I could almost count the number of times this guy would come into my room this early in the morning.

Is it my room?

I looked around. standing bedroom The white bedroom is decorated with a few pieces of black and white furniture that emphasize a simple yet warm look. The white double bed I had just gotten up from was in the middle of the room, too large to sleep on alone. The clear glass sliding doors on the wide balcony give a bird's-eye view of the curving river. It's probably a condominium somewhere in Bangkok.

This isn't my room…it's not our home either. And where are my brother and I?

“Stop looking dizzy and go take a shower so we can go out.”

Golf must have seen me standing confused, turning left and right. So he grabbed a large white towel and stuffed it into his hand before pushing me behind me to walk to the bathroom in that bedroom.

“Where are you going, Mr. Golf?” I turned around and asked, but saw my older brother's eyes widen at me. Those clear cheeks seemed to swell with dissatisfaction.

"What Mike? Don't tell me you've forgotten where we're going today."

I shook my head slowly in response, smiling wryly, as if afraid that the person in front of me would be angry. Well, when Golf is angry, how less scary is it?

Golf sighed loudly. with humility before making a long cast

“You really are. You yourself are the original idea. But I can forget. Then you told me that you wanted to spend the whole day celebrating together. It's worthy of the one year anniversary. Good thing I was the one who prepared everything. If I let you handle it yourself, I probably wouldn't get anywhere today. The two of us have worked diligently for the past two weeks just for today. Have you forgotten?”

I blinked a few times. Looking at his older brother's face, his mouth still moved and he didn't stop complaining. Try to understand what you have heard.

...staying together all day celebrating?

...one year anniversary?

What is golf talking about? I'm starting to keep up.

“One year anniversary?” I asked, furrowing my eyebrows in confusion.

“That's right, it's the one year anniversary of our relationship.” This time, the little man's eyes widened even more and he began to let out his signature shouting sound.

“Don't tell me you forgot the day we agreed to date until we moved here together. Who said last year that they will never forget it?”

...are dating?

Me and P'Golf!!

I looked at the face of the person I could now call my 'lover' with a feeling I couldn't describe. So many emotions were attacking me at this moment. Surprised, bewildered, confused, and delighted.

But there was no time for me to deal with my feelings. When I noticed that my brother was now annoyed with me,

...What should I do?

“Remember, Mike just pretended to be confused for fun. Don't be mad at Mike yet." I grabbed one of the temperamental man's hands and held it in his, giving him a pleading look in apology.

Golf still refused to look at me directly. If the thin lips that were straight just now begin to spread, lift the corners of the mouth. Before that small hand was pulled back and the owner used it to push my back into the bathroom.

"Hurry up and take a shower. Don't keep me waiting."

The bathroom door was closed. I stood there for a moment before I looked up at the large mirror on the wall. A picture of a young man with a long, slender face, a prominent nose, and sharp, dark eyes that are reflected in his hair is unmistakable. But there was a wide smile on his face filled with the utmost joy.

I don't know how to use the words to describe the feelings I'm feeling right now. What I've always wanted has come true. For how long have I looked at the person next to me with more feelings than my little brother? Even though it was close at hand, I had to try to keep myself away. Because I'm afraid that if one day I accidentally tell my feelings for my brother,

I might lose everything between us

But right now, at this moment, golf is my lover. Even though I can't quite put my finger on how we agreed to be together. But this is all I know. It makes me so happy that I want to shout out loud.

I showered as quickly as I could. When I came out of the bathroom, I found that Golf was no longer in the bedroom. I walked over and opened the closet that was embedded in one wall of the room. I looked around my closet to find the shirt and pants I was going to wear today. I imagined the person who had woken me up a moment before deciding to take out a shirt and pants.

I walked out of the bedroom after getting dressed. His eyes searched for his brother's small figure, which he found sitting reclining and watching TV on a sofa in the middle of what appeared to be a living room. I went straight to find him. But Golf turned and saw him first. He turned off the TV with the remote before getting up and walking over to me instead.

The little man looked over at the white long-sleeved shirt with a hood on the back and the dark jeans I was wearing. Then he looked up at me with surprise.

“Why are you wearing this?”

“How do we get together?” I answered that question with a smile. Look at a white short-sleeved shirt with a hood as well as dark-colored jeans. that my brother is wearing

The awkward smile of the person in front of him was so adorable to look at. I must have accidentally stared at my brother's face a little too much, causing Golf to turn and glare at me.

"You can stare. Let's go."

Golf was about to walk to the door if I grabbed that little wrist first. This made him turn around and look at me with suspicion.

I took a few deep breaths. There was the most important thing I wanted to say to the person in front of me. Some words that I've always wanted to say

"Mike loves P'Golf."

...I've already said it. Words that I have always kept. The words I have are for this person only.

Golf smiled at me gently. The warm look in his eyes made my heart beat faster. That small hand took hold of mine and squeezed gently.

“Don't you get tired of saying it often?”

"Do you know how happy Mike was to say these words to P'Golf?"

I bent down and whispered softly. in my brother's ear The soft cheeks in front of me were so bright that I couldn't help myself and bent down to touch them to make them happy. But instead, a small hand came and pushed my face away before he pulled away and turned to grab a small wicker basket. One of the two slips placed at the door of the room was handed to me.

“Oh, please carry it to the car.”

I looked at the item in my hand in bewilderment but followed Golf, who was holding another basket, without asking anything.

I climbed into my brother's luxury sports car and sat in the driver's side of the car after putting the two baskets in the trunk. As for Golf, he sits behind the wheel.

“Where are we going?” I asked after Golf got out of the car. “Why do you have to bring a basket of things with you?”

"You'll know when we're there." Golf smiled a small smile and a big smile in a good mood.

When my brother answered like that So I didn't bother to ask further. Sitting with his feet resting, elbows on the car door, looking at the Golf that was driving.

Inside the car, there was only music playing from a loud system.

...happy and beautiful day I have you here. Have you with me

Will stay beside each other Real story or dream? That I've been waiting for until today...

“I can sit and smile all alone.”

I thought I was driving until I was no longer paying attention. I reached up and smoothed over the hair that had fallen in front of Golf's face. Then observe the path that the car is passing by.

“We are leaving Bangkok right now?”

"um"

Golf answered briefly. Just smiled and didn't say anything more. Let me keep guessing in my heart. Where is golf taking me?

After leaving Bangkok for about two hours The luxury sports car turned and parked in front of the white wooden gate. I looked out of the car with interest. After a while, a man about five or sixty years of age came out of that door and walked towards us in the car. Golf lowered the window and talked to that uncle.

"I play golf with Kim's friend."

"Oh, Mr. Kim's friend, Mr. Kim called to tell me that you were coming to visit here. Please come. I'll open the door for you."

“Thank you, Uncle.”

The man opened the house door and allowed Golf to turn his car inside before parking in front of a house.

"We're here. You can go down."

Golf opened the door and got out of the car with me following confusedly. I turned to look around me. In front of us was a white house with a blue roof. Not far behind is a white beach and blue sea.

“Are you guys going to stay here?” the housekeeper approached and asked.

“Wait in the evening. I have returned.”

“Then please feel free. If you want to return, please call me at my house over there.”

Uncle pointed his finger at a small house not too far away before walking that way. Leave us alone.

“Here, this is yours.”

Golf went to open the back of the car, took out a basket and handed it to me, then grabbed another basket and walked towards the beach. I hurriedly followed my older brother's footsteps so that we could walk together.

“Whose house is this?”

“My friend's house. Today, I would like to borrow his house for one day.”

Golf stopped under a large tree and took out the contents of his basket. Set up a mat under the shade of a tree and then sit down and take out the plastic plates and bowls that were in the basket and place them on top of the shirt. After a while, Golf probably saw that I was just standing with my head high. So he turned and called out.

“Come sit here.”

Golf slams onto the mat beside him. I sat down and opened the basket I had brought. Inside, there are various kinds of food, including sandwiches, various fried foods, desserts, and fruits in plastic boxes.

"Did P'Golf do it all himself?"

“Something. Do you think I'm that good at cooking?”

I looked at the things that were gradually taken out of the basket in amazement. Even though I didn't do it all myself, P'Golf had to prepare these things himself. He must have woken up and prepared since the morning.

"P' Golf...thank you."

My brother raised his hand and rubbed my head gently. Smile kindly

“So you must eat it all. Especially the fried chicken, I fry it myself.”

"Okay...but P'Golf has to enter it."

I pretended to open my mouth and bring my face closer. But the little guy grabbed a whole fried chicken wing and stuffed it into my mouth.

“Uh..Eop.”

My protest sound was muffled by the chicken wing still in my mouth. While Golf laughed happily So I picked up a whole bunch of potato chips and put some into my brother's mouth. Can't make Golf laugh anymore. Each person had to manage the food and feed it to the other. Until the meal was finished, we teased each other like this several more times.

After putting the dishes in the basket and putting food scraps in the trash can. I walked back under the tree. He lay down on the lap of a little person who was sitting with his legs stretched out, leaning against a tree on a mat.

A small hand played with the hair on my forehead. I grabbed that hand and kissed it softly. Meeting eyes with big round eyes that looked down at me gently. Before Golf bent down and kissed him softly. on my forehead

…love

Their feelings for each other were transmitted through gentle touches. No need to use any words...you can understand.

The love I've been waiting for is like this. warm and gentle like a gentle breeze From the sea that is blowing past us right now

I came out and stood on the bedroom balcony after taking a shower. We watched the sunset together at that beach house and then slowly returned. By the time I got home it was almost 10:00 p.m.

I looked at the bird's-eye view of the Chao Phraya River at night from this condominium suite. From what I've heard from golf I was able to understand the story after Golf and I agreed to be together for a while. The two of us asked at home to come out and stay at this condo together alone.

...Living together as two people?

I could only smile to myself. I can't believe there will be a day when the two of us can do this. I can't believe that Golf agreed to date me.

…The person I always felt was beyond my reach.

While I was thinking about something, a pair of arms wrapped around my waist from behind. I turned and smiled at the person who was resting my chin on my shoulder. My hand intertwined with the small hand that was holding my stomach.

“It smells so good.” I bent down and inhaled the scent of shampoo from the little person's hair.

“What are you thinking about?”

I let go of my small hand and instead embraced the other person's back. Before asking the question you want to know

"Uh, P'Golf, do you still remember when Mike told P'Golf he loved him for the first time?"

The small head leaned down on my shoulder. Those thin lips smiled slightly. When thinking about the past

“Remember, it was my birthday that day and suddenly you came in and said you loved me. Said that he didn't think of me as just a brother."

“And how did Golf feel at that time?” I rested my chin on the shoulder of the person in my arms. Resting your cheek against the still damp dark brown hair.

"I'm surprised," Golf replied, chuckling lightly. “I already know what you think of me. But I didn't think you would dare say it.”

I glanced at the side of my brother's face, surprised by this new thing I had just learned.

"Does P'Golf already know what Mike thinks?"

“I can tell, but I'm not sure. I'm afraid I'll think about myself.”

“Beside yourself?”

...means that

“Yes, because I feel the same way as you.”

Clear ears and cheeks that had a tinge of color when they told me their feelings. Makes me unable to stop myself.

“Can I kiss you?”

I asked softly. As the tips of our noses touched Without waiting for permission, he gently placed his lips on the other's lips. before kissing him again. Taste the sweetness inside that you've always wanted to experience.

I pulled my lips away. Meeting the sweet, sparkling eyes of the person in his embrace. before whispering in your ear

“Let's go to bed.”

I took my brother's hand and led him to sit on the bed. He lifted his hand up and caressed it along his cheek to his chin, then leaned in to touch it with his lips. Both hands slowly unbuttoned Golf's shirt completely before pushing his small body down onto the bed and leaning on him.

His lips still whisper words of love without getting bored...

“I love you...P' Golf.”

“Mike…Mike”

I woke up when a hand gently shook my shoulder. Both eyes blinked rapidly. Before getting up and looking at the person who woke me up

"P'Golf"

"It's our turn to go to practice. We can go now."

Golf avoids my gaze. before walking out of the dressing room He must have woken me up to go to the dress rehearsal for the first concert tomorrow. So I followed my brother out.

I fell asleep while waiting.

…dream

That's right, when I fell asleep. I dreamed...dreamed about things that couldn't possibly come true.

I looked at the person in my dreams who was standing and talking with the staff. Golf is still the same older brother. The distance between us is still the same as before.

…and in fact, Golf already has someone who knows him.

…There will probably never be a day when P'Golf will look at me in a different way.

I went to get ready at the rehearsal position on the side of the stage. His eyes were still focused on his brother standing on the other side. It was at that moment that Golf turned and made eye contact with me. Something in those eyes reminded me of a dream from a while ago.

…Tomorrow is February 20th.

If tomorrow I decided to tell Golf everything on my mind. What will my brother say? But no matter what form the result will come out. Golf and I probably won't be able to go back to the way we were before.

…Should I keep it…or confess?

ten minutes ago

“Golf, have you seen Mike? It's almost time to board."

A staff member walked up and told me that I was standing and talking with another staff member at the back of the concert stage.

“I wonder if he's still in the room. I'll go with Golf myself."

I walked back to our dressing room deep in the back. When he opened the door to the room, he found the younger brother that everyone was looking for, reclining and sleeping on the sofa.

I walked in to find I was about to call Mike to wake up, but I heard a tall figure lying there mutter something. So I walked closer and looked down.

…How long has it been since I dared to get close to him like this?

That beautiful face closed her eyes. Full lips, a small smile He looked like he was probably dreaming. I smiled with affection.

...The last time I looked closely at Mike's face. When was this like this?

Ever since I became aware of what Mike thought of me…I didn't dare approach him like I used to. I could only build a wall to keep the distance between us...because I was afraid.

...Afraid that I might accidentally make Mike sad.

…and I'm afraid of my own heart that I'm not sure how it feels.

Those brightly colored lips were still mumbling something. out of curiosity So I bent down and approached my younger brother's beautiful face.

"love…"

The voice was so soft that I couldn't understand it. So I lowered my head a little closer.

"Love...P' Golf"

I pulled away in shock because I thought Mike was awake. But he still sleeps with his eyes closed as before. There's no way I'll wake up.

…just now…Mike was sleepwalking?

…My heart jumped when I heard those words.

I decided to wake Mike up by gently shaking his brother's shoulder.

“Mike…Mike”

Mike opened his eyes sleepily. When he saw his face, he stared at me with eyes that made me unable to make eye contact.

...The eyes that tell Mike's feelings for me

"P'Golf"

"It's our turn to go to practice. We can go now."

I quickly walked out of the dressing room and returned to the side of the stage to wait. While standing and waiting for the time to go to practice His eyes accidentally looked at the other side of the stage. It made eye contact with the person standing there looking at me. I thought about the incident in the dressing room.

…Love…?

If Mike really said those words to me. And what should I answer him?

…I really wish Mike would say those words to me.

The end