Chapter 34 Sud
Chapter Thirty-four: Sud
Six months later
Hearts Set on Fire is an immediate hit. Message boards on all the bl sites fill with positive comments, and, between studies, Noi and I struggle to keep up with them.
“I can’t believe this!” Noi shouts from the bedroom. I’m putting the last touches on a research paper due in two hours and barely look up from my computer.
“What?”
“They’re ghost-shipping you and P’Pan!”
The episode where P’Pan and I fight aired last night.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I say. “People are so weird.”
“Apparently, that fight scene showed a lot of chemistry between the two of you.“ Noi’s voice comes from behind me, and I startle, accidentally erasing my entire paper.
“Fuck!”
Noi leans over me and hits control Z, and my paper comes back. Sighing, I make the last couple of corrections and send it in.
“Fans do strange things. You know that by now,” I say, closing my computer.
“Yeah, but we want them to be shipping us, not you and P’Pan!”
Jealous Noi is really cute. He’s gotten better, though.
As promised, he’s seeing a therapist and working on his abandonment issues, and subsequently, he doesn’t seem as insecure in our relationship.
It helps that most of the girls at school know we’re probably together.
We don’t advertise it because we’re not sure that would be good for our ship, but I’m sure it’s pretty obvious.
I’m doing better, too. Ever since the day he broke down at our house and remembered the incident at Kaeng Krachan, I’ve been trying not to be so protective of him. I think he appreciates it.
I’ve also kept my promise and gotten tested. I’ve been hanging onto the results, waiting for a break in our schedule and the right time to show them to Noi.
“Well, we’ll just have to give them something else to focus on.” I pull him down in my lap. “Get comfortable and smile.”
Noi doesn’t smile, but the resulting picture with him slouched in my lap, resting his head on my chest and pouting at the camera, is even better than the one I planned. I post the picture on all my social media sites and wait for the results. Noi scoffs but watches my phone screen expectantly.
It’s pretty crazy the way the comments begin coming in right away, all of them exclaiming how cute we are together. I feel Noi relax on my lap.
“Feel better now?” I ask, putting my phone down on the bar where it continues to ping with incoming comments.
“I was fine with it,” Noi says, standing only to turn around and sit back down on my lap, this time facing me.
“Uh, huh,” I say, wrapping my arms around him and pulling him closer until I have to tilt my head to look up at him. “Here, I’ve got something to show you.” I pick up my phone again and pull up the results. “All clean. We can get rid of the condoms.”
Noi’s eyes widen and then he grins, already unbuttoning my shirt. When Noi feels me getting hard against his ass, he wiggles seductively in my lap.
We’re home alone, and it isn’t three minutes until I’ve got him bent over the arm of the sofa, shorts around his ankles, and I’m sinking into him with my bare cock.
I think I’ve died and gone to heaven, it feels so good. Noi’s made it clear by this time that being manhandled turns him on, the little minx. I’ve got no problem with it. In fact, I think I’ve discovered a new kink myself.
Fifteen minutes later, we’re curled up on the couch, recovering from the best fuck of my life. I never minded condoms, but now that I’ve been inside Noi without one, I never want to use them again.
“Oh, I just remembered something,” I say into the quiet of the empty apartment.
“Khun Intapong called earlier. She wants us to film a reaction for the rest of the episodes tomorrow. We need to head to the studio after your last class in the morning.” We’ve already filmed reactions for the first five episodes with P’Payu and P’Tar.
Those are slowly being released as the episodes are.
Noi groans. “That means we’ll have to react to the love scene. Isn’t it in episode eight? Shit, Sud, Mae and Pah are going to see that in just a few weeks!” Noi shakes his head in dismay. “They’re going to see me touching you!”
“It’s okay. They’re over the age of eighteen,” I tease him. “And I touch you, too, you know.”
Noi groans again. “You do realize they’ll be watching that and thinking about what we do together in real life!”
That had not occurred to me.
“Why did you have to go and say that? Damn.”
Noi chuckles. “Welcome to hell.”
“Pah’s an actor, and Mae knows all about the business,” I reason. “They know what filming a scene like that involves and how unsexy it really is.”
Noi makes a face. “I don’t want to think about this anymore. Change the subject, please.”
“I do have a question for you. Do you wish you could stop acting? That you didn’t need to keep doing it to pay for your tuition? Be honest. Maybe we can figure something else out.”
Lifting his head, Noi stares at me, frowning.
“What’s wrong?”
“I’m not going to let some other guy step in and be your shipped partner. Not that I’m jealous,” he adds unconvincingly. “But I’m your partner. Nobody else. You hear me?”
Slowly, I nod. “I hear you. I don’t want another partner, Noi. Just you.”
Noi’s smile is brilliant.
“Maybe, when you’re ready to branch out into other stuff and get out of bl, I can be your manager,” Noi says, settling back into the crook of my arm.
“Really? You’d want to do that?”
“Of course. I’d be a great manager.”
I kiss his nose. “I know you would. Thank you.”
“For what?” he asks, turning his head up, bringing our faces so close his is a blur. I feel so much love for him at this moment, I don’t know what to do with it all.
Choosing my words carefully, I say, “For always being with me. For always cheering for me and helping me out even when you really didn’t want to. For accepting how protective I am and how jealous I get. There’s no one in this world I want to be with more than you, Noi.”
Tears pool in his eyes. “I feel the same way,” he says. “And I want to thank you for always watching out for me, for putting up with my hermit-like tendencies, my bad moods, and my…slight…temper.”
I raise my brow at the ‘slight’ part but keep quiet. We stare at each other, smiling stupidly, until one of us leans in for a kiss.
And then it’s round two.
The end.