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Pretty boy you’re like peaches
It’s a Soft embrace
Sweetness that spreads in my mouth
Feels good to be the bad guy
Already swallowed Juice
The Rule was broken at that moment
Quietly exchanged secrets
A dream no one will believe
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The peach charm bracelet was perfect. It reminded him of Rain’s peach colored blushes when he got all shy. Valentine's Day was coming up, and he got an invitation to an online charity auction that was going to benefit organ and bone marrow donation.
The artist was unknown, but the craftsmanship was exquisite. And whoever took the picture, framed it beautifully. Without a second thought, Phayu placed a bid. Valentine's Day was more than a week away, so he had plenty of time.
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Thee saw the bracelet of beautifully bejeweled peaches and immediately wanted it for his love. It was gorgeous. And of course, his husband would never know he was looking at it, because he was smart. And sneaky. And fabulous. Peach was one of the photographers that took the photos for the auction site, and when he saw his love editing the photos, he knew the bracelet had to be his.
Frowning, he saw that there was already a bid. Wait a minute, a bid from who?? No matter. Rolling his eyes, he clicked the button to up the bid.
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Phayu got a notification that the bid he placed was beaten. What? Who was trying to outbid him? Well, that just wouldn’t do. What good was money if you couldn’t spend it on who you loved? Plus it was for charity, and a charity that they freaking created. So, he upped the bid.
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Mok raised an eyebrow at the swearing he heard come from his boss's office. “Who the hell does this person think they are? This is mine? DO THEY NOT KNOW WHO I AM?? No. No this would not do.”
Mok just shook his head. He felt sorry for whoever was the target of his bosses ire. Because that man was unhinged. Even more so when it came to Khun Peach.
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I am your bad Hobby
I’m getting more out of breath
It makes me smile
It makes me want to embrace you more
Pretty boy you’re like peaches
It’s a Soft embrace
Sweetness that spreads in my mouth
Feels good to be the bad guy
When the notification came through on his phone that he’d been outbid…again….Phayu narrowed his eyes. “Okay, this is starting to piss me off.” He wanted that fucking bracelet. He was in the lounge area outside the studio with Dew and Mist, going over some lyrics for a soundtrack they’d been asked to perform. Mist heard him mutter under his breath and cocked his head, “Hyung, what is it?”
“I found a gorgeous bracelet for Rain that I want to get him for Valentine's day. It’s being auctioned off and the proceeds benefit bone marrow and organ donation.”
“But SOMEONE keeps outbidding me.” With a frown, he stared at his phone. Mist giggled and said, “Show me!”
Dew joined him and they looked at the beautiful charm bracelet with gorgeous peach diamond crusted peaches.
“Oh, that’s gorgeous. It will look perfect on Rain.”
Phayu smiled. Rain had gorgeous slim wrists and would love it. He placed a higher bid.
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Mok, who was on the phone with Rome making his own Valentine’s day plans, heard a crash from somewhere upstairs. Rome asked, “What the hell was that?”
“Your brother is in a mood. He found some bracelet he wants for Khun Peach and well, someone keeps outbidding him.”
Rome laughed so hard he quit breathing and dropped the phone. The fact that his brother, who had never had to work for ANYTHING except Peach, was getting outbid for a bracelet? It was fucking poetry. “Send me a picture of it.”
Of course, Mok, who knew everything, had a picture of the listing. He sent it over and Rome murmured appreciatively. “Pretty! Is it petty of me to hope whoever bids on it beats my brother?”
Mok cackled. “Nope.”
A jungle where we wander together
It feels so sweet
Baby close your eyes
Just feel it
At the very moment we drink up each other
Our fantasies become more infinite
Whisper in my ears so it’s sweeter than a dream
I’m already addicted
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Phayu was on the treadmill running when his watch showed the notification that he’d been outbid….again. Swearing under his breath, “Motherfucker”, he powered down the machine and got off. Prapai was running next to him and looked at him curiously. “What’s up?”
Grabbing a towel to wipe off the sweat, he replied, “Remember that bracelet I showed you that I wanted to get Rain for Valentine’s day?”
“Yeah……”
“Well I’ve been outbid again! Who could possibly want this more than me? It’s from an unknown jeweler, and not particularly expensive, but I want it!”
Prapai laughed, “Well, let me know if you need a loan brother.” He patted Phayu on the shoulder and the other man shot him a dirty look. Phayu had PLENTY of money. More than plenty. From the money he had made as an idol, his producing credits, endorsements and the money from his family’s company? He had more than enough.
Pursing his lips, he sent a text to someone that might be able to help.
Storm: I have a rather unorthodox job for you.
The three little dots appeared as someone prepared to answer.
Blossom: Whatcha need Unc?
Phayu laughed and rolled his eyes. Ever since he’d found out about their group name, the Sherlockettes, he decided to rename them. Even though they’d been invaluable detectives by helping him and Rain with everything that went down, the three girls reminded him of something else. So, they were the Powerpuff Girls. Bette was Blossom, Cherry was Buttercup and Suni was Bubbles.
Storm: Unc?
Bette’s grasp of American colloquial English was changing all the time, and he tried to keep up.
Blossom: Yeah Unc 😜
Storm: Whatever!
Storm: Here is a link to an online auction. Can you find out who is bidding against me?
Blossom: Sure! That’s a pretty bracelet! Is that for Uncle Rain?🥰
Storm: Yep!
Blossom: On it. I’ll get you the information ASAP.
Storm: You’re the best.
Smiling in satisfaction, he pressed the button to up his bid one more time.
Your soft touch
Gliding over me
It makes me focus
So that I can only see you
Pretty boy you’re like peaches
It’s a Soft embrace
Sweetness that spreads in my mouth
Feels good to be the bad guy
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Thee almost made the driver wreck the car with the screech that came from the backseat.
Mok turned around and looked at him like he’d lost his head. “What is wrong with you???”
The other man was almost apoplectic with rage, holding his phone and shaking it furiously. “Who is this? Who? Who dares to bid against the Great and Powerful Thee?? I WILL NOT HAVE IT! I WILL NOT STAND FOR THIS!”
Mok surreptitiously recorded Thee’s rant and sent it in a group chat he’d made with Rome, Aran and Tawan. They had become very close after all of the shenanigans that Thee had put everyone through during his damn near feral pursuit of Peach. From the mistaken crush on Aran, to Tawan’s jealousy and toxic behavior, they had worked through the bullshit and became friends. Especially to Thee, because he clearly had trouble making friends. Like didn’t have any besides his brother and Mok. And Peach, but that was TOTALLY different.
He uploaded the video and immediately the replies came in
Rome: Oh my God he's finally lost it.
Aran: What…..what the hell is going on?
Tawan: Um… is he having some kind of seizure??
Mok: No, he’s losing.
Rome: Well, yeah. That tracks.
Aran: I didn’t think anyone’s face could turn that shade of purple….
Tawan: Wow. He looks almost like one of those…what are those squishy candies that have the juice in the middle?
Mok: Gushers?
Tawan: YES!!
Rome: I swear that I am stealing this video and setting music to it and I will watch it daily and amuse myself. And maybe even use it as my Christmas card.
Aran: Peach knows nothing about this, right?
Mok: Nope. Peach has no idea. He’s been busy with a huge project.
Rome: I’m half tempted to throw my hat in the ring and bet on it just to be an ass, and I don’t even want it.
Mok: …… glad I didn’t….
Rome: Oh….shit! Babe…um…so…you really didn’t want it?
Mhok: It’s not my style, but I liked making you sweat for a minute.
A jungle where we wander together
It feels so sweet
Baby close your eyes
Just feel it
It permeates deeply so that it’s irreversible
Forever in those sweet Kisses
Fill me up so that I overflow
To make my feelings for you to continue
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Phayu’s phone dinged with an incoming message notification.
Blossom: Whooooweeeee
Storm: Did you find something for me?
Blossom: Yeah. Dude is actually crazy. Like in the most fun but also wtf way.
Blossom: Well, his crazy toned down since he got married, but prior to that? He was the kind of crazy you find at a summer carnival in Iowa.
Blossom: Meet Theerakit Kian Lee. Businessman and semi-reformed Mafia. But for someone that’s a Mafia? He has ass security.
Phayu threw his head back and cackled. Trust Bette to cut right to the chase.
Storm: Really?
Blossom: Really really. Hold on, here’s his bio.
Storm: Ok, let me look him up.
Within 15 seconds of Phayu clicking on the file that contained the information on Thee, his phone dinged with another notification.
Nobutoshi: So, what type of….what’s the word for it….shenanigans are you and my young apprentice up to?
Phayu laughed even harder, so hard that this time, it caught Rain’s attention. The two of them were at home and Rain was in the kitchen.
“P’Phayu, what are you laughing at?”
Phayu’s eyes softened when he saw his husband. He would never ever forget how they met and how hard they had to fight to finally be together. She who shall not be named was an afterthought at this point, but Phayu knew that there were times that Rain still woke up at night, crying as he remembered what Jennifer Yang had put them through.
Wiping tears of laughter from the corners of his eyes, he replied, “Oh nothing. Sky just sent me a really bad dad joke.”
Phayu should have known the minute he asked Bette to look into somebody, Nobutoshi was going to be aware of every single keystroke.
Rain smiled at his husband. “What was the joke?”
Phayu thought, fuck and quickly looked up a bad Dad joke, one that made him crack up himself.
“Why don’t dinosaurs talk?”
Rain pouted while he thought of the answer. “Um, I don’t know, why?”
“Because they’re dead.”
The look that came over Rain’s face was actually worth him looking up the dad joke. He rolled his eyes and started laughing. “Why was that SO bad??? I can’t. That’s like something a middle school child would say. It’s so bad that it’s funny.”
Shaking his head, he went back into the kitchen murmuring under his breath, “Because they’re dead. I cannot.”
Turning his attention back to his phone, Phayu quickly typed out a reply to Nobutoshi. “There is a particular piece of jewelry that I want for Rain for Valentine’s day. And I’m trying to find out who is betting against me.”
Nobutoshi leaned back in his chair and smiled. He was back in Tokyo, hopefully trying to avoid having to get involved into a sticky situation between the Russians and the Yakuza; something involving a hockey player. It never failed. Every time he tried to let people take care of themselves, they did some stupid shit that required his particular type of expertise. Resigning himself to making a trip to Canada, where these idiots were, he opened up the file that Bette sent him as soon as she realized she was busted.
He murmured, “Oh. Isn’t this interesting?”
He sent a message back to Storm.
Nobutushi: Harmless. Very eccentric. Much easier to deal with now that family drama is lessened.
Nobutoshi: I can assure that you get the bracelet for our little rainbow.
Storm: I think I got it. I did a little digging on this guy and his husband, so I think I’ve got an ace in the hole.
Nobutoshi: Well, if you change your mind and need my assistance, let me know.
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On Valentine’s day, there was a charity gala where all of the winning bids were to be announced and the items picked up. Since the men of Inverzion had been such vocal and prominent advocates for organ and bone marrow donation, they were invited as guests of honor.
Nobutoshi, completely unable to keep his fingers out of the auction because he was highly amused, made sure that the final bid was sealed and that no one knew who won the item would know until the actual auction time.
Anybody that had what they thought was a winning bid, was supposed to show up to the auction. But, that didn't necessarily mean that they won.
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Phayu sat for the next 5 days. He knew the bracelet was his. He didn’t touch his bid. He just let things play out.
You sweep me away like a wave
It’s sad to think of tomorrow
Focus on me All day if I have you I’m Okay
I can’t escape from you
Pretty boy you’re like peaches
It’s a Soft embrace
Sweetness that spreads in my mouth
Feels good to be the bad guy
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Thee was on cloud 9. He had won! There was no way whoever this no-named anonymous person was going to beat him for the bracelet for his Peach.
He wasn't the best at keeping secrets, so Peach knew something was up. He didn't know what, but, since it was Valentine's Day, he had a sneaking suspicion that his husband was going to go completely bananas in what could be a really nice or a really cringe worthy way.
When Thee told Peach that they were going to the auction, Peach was actually very excited. They hadn't gotten the chance to do a lot of charity work, and he wanted to give back to the community more. Plus, and he kept this information to himself, he was about to fanboy like it wasn’t right over the guests of honor.
Thee, Peach, Rome and Mok dressed to the nines to attend the charity auction. Thee was used to being the center of attention everywhere he went, but he had no idea that he would be playing second fiddle to someone else.
As their car pulled up in front of the venue, Thee smirked. He was used to it. Used to the attention. Used to having cameras love his handsome face. The car stopped and one of the valets opened the door for him and Peach to get out.
Stepping outside the car and grasping his lapels, he looked around, expecting a reaction. Peach got out, still not comfortable with the amount of attention that his husband attracted when they went out in public.
Mok and Rome got out as well, and the crowd outside was a bit subdued for Thee’s liking. He frowned. What was going on?
Just then, a limo SUV pulled up behind them and cameras started rolling everywhere. From out of nowhere, it seemed that a thousand young girls appeared like a swarm of locusts.
Security leapt forward and provided a barrier to keep whoever was getting out of that car away from the crowd.
Thee guided his husband up to the entrance as Rome looked over his shoulder. “I wonder who the heck that is?”
As they entered the building Peach heard “STORM!!!!!!” screamed out at the top of somebody’s lungs. He stopped, mouth dropping open and ears turning pink. Thee slowly turned his head and took in his husband’s expression and said, “What??”
Wide-eyed and blushing, Peach stuttered, “Oh my gosh oh my gosh Oh my gosh Oh my gosh.”
By this point? Thee was NOT happy. Ushering his husband inside, he simmered, completely ignoring Rome and Mok, who were desperately trying not to laugh. Whatever. He’d get the bracelet for his Peach.
They entered the banquet hall where there was a stage setup for the auctioneer to confirm winning bids, and there were tables around the room where there was seating for people to sit and be served hors d'oeuvres and drinks while they watched the festivities.
There would be a master of ceremonies and some sort of video montage, and of course, opportunities for more financial donations.
Thee and Peach went over to their assigned table and the grumpy mobster fixed his husband with a stern look. “Now, you are going to tell me what THAT was all about.”
Peach looked at Rome and Mok, and the latter just shook his head. “You’re on your own.”
With a sigh, Peach looked at his husband. “Um, only the biggest Thai/Korean group in ever?” Thee frowned. He wasn't much up on a lot of current culture, still being stuck in the days of the Lakorn.
Peach’s eyebrows went up to his hairline. “Inverzion? The Weather Boys? Storm, Wind, Sky, Dew, Mist?”
Thee looked lost. Rome patted his brother’s shoulder and said, “Yeah, we really need to get you some more culture. Right now, you’re like an 87 year old grandfather. Just hotter.”
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Meanwhile, outside the building the classic Inverzion wave spread through those that were just outside watching and those who were also attending. Storm stepped out first, in a stunning stormy gray suit with cream satin accents. He reached a hand back into the SUV, and a delicate palm met his own. He pulled Rain gently out, who was dressed in a beautiful skirted suit in the same cream color that accented Storm’s suit, but with the gray accents. He’d put in colored contacts, and his teal eyes looked adoringly up at his husband.
Wind and Sky stepped out next, in stark black with a beautiful navy undersheen. Finally, Dew and Mist stepped out of the vehicle, Dew in stunning blood red and Mist in a fitted floor length sheath in snow white.
The six men waved at the crows as they made their way inside. Phayu smirked, and Rain caught his mischievous expression. “What are you up to?”
Phayu comically raised his eyebrows. “Me? Nothing!” With a skeptical look on his gamine face, Rain replied, “Yeah. Right.”
They were escorted to their table; the six of them placed catty corner to where Thee and his group were seated.
Prapai noticed Phayu’s subtle cues; he’d known the man so long he knew his tells. Leaning close and murmuring in his ear he asked the other man, “Does your amusement have anything to do with something here?”
Phayu smiled. “Yep. But I promise it’s going to turn out okay and everyone is going to be happy.”
“Alright, I can’t wait to see what the hell you’re up to.”
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More guests started arriving, and people got up out of their chairs to mingle. Thee saw Peach keep glancing at the table that held arguably six of the most handsome men he’d ever seen.
That didn’t mean they were more handsome than he was; however, he could appreciate the aesthetics.
Meanwhile, Rome was completely amused by his brother’s jealousy. He knew that Thee got jealous, hell everyone did. But this was on another level. When he was jealous before, it was more jealous of somebody that he knew wasn't really a threat. Like when he acted a damn fool over Mok and Peach. There was nothing there and never would be. Even if there HAD been a chance? He would have made sure that Mok wasn’t with anyone but him.
But, Thee had never seen Peach as a fan. Fanboying. And it was eating him up. Ever the gremlin, Rome stood up. Mok looked at him and asked, “Where are you going?”
With a tilt of his head he winked at Mok. “I’m going to see if I can go get an autograph.” He smirked as Peach’s head swiveled around like it was on a merry-go-round and Thee’s mouth dropped open in shock.
Before either of them could say anything, he scampered away, giggling to himself as he watched his brother’s brain virtually implode.
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Phayu and Rain were sitting with their heads close together, talking about the event when Phayu felt someone walk up to them. He looked up and saw an extremely handsome man standing there with a wicked expression on his face.
Prapai saw the man stop and immediately knew who it was. Like recognizes like. “P’Rome, how are you?” Rome gave a slight bow to everyone at the table. “Sawadee Khap, my name is Rome Kritdanai.”
Phayu looked at Prapai quizzically as he continued, “We’ve never formally met, but I know our families have had some mutual business interests in the past.”
Each of the men stood and introduced themselves and Rome looked right at Phayu. “Storm, is it? Can I assume that there is something here at the auction that’s hypothetically caught your eye?”
Phayu laughed. “Well, we are very involved with the organization that the auction is supporting as we have loved ones affected by this issue, but there might have been something that I had my eye on.”
Rome nodded. It was pretty much damn near impossible not to see the entire world captivated by their efforts to bring awareness to such an important cause. Rome himself had donated after seeing the benefit concert. He glanced at Rain, the pretty little teacher that captured the heart of an icon. He was stunning, and the bracelet would definitely look better on him than Peach.
The men traded pleasantries for a bit longer, and then the announcement was made that the presentation and auction results were about to begin. Rome nodded his head to the 6 men and went back to his table.
Mist raised an eyebrow and said, “He seemed nice..”
Prapai just laughed. “If you only knew.”
The announcer came to the stage and welcomed everyone to the event. “Thank you so much for being here and supporting the Seonmul Foundation. The word means “Hope” in Korean, and was started by a very slightly well known group of gentlemen in collaboration with Prism entertainment.”
The crowd chuckled because slightly well known was an understatement. The lights dimmed and the large screen behind the stage lit up and a video started to play.
Shots of each of the couples of Inverzion filled the screen accompanied by a soundtrack with deep bass. Dew and Mist, Wind and Sky and finally Storm and Rain.
One by one, the voices of Bette, Cherry and Suni filled the room as they narrated scenes shot at various times at the children's hospital; rooms filled with young people that needed bone marrow or organ donations and those that were the recipients.
The heartbreaking stories of those families that made the decision to give the gift of life to others, with memories of ones they lost, and new memories made with those who were given that gift.
At the end of the video there was a thank you from their own little superstar, Chiyun, who was settling in beautifully after her bone marrow transplant and thriving in her life with her new family.
There was hardly a dry eye in the house when the video stopped playing.
The announcer smiled and blinked away his own tears. “So you see, every dollar spent during this auction minus a very very very nominal administrative cost is going straight to research, development, and education. We've got scholarships set up for young people wanting to go to university, housing assistance, job placement assistance and more.”
“So thank you. And as a side note, as a personal thank you, I am one of those people. I received a heart transplant years ago, and I would not be here without someone else's gift. It's also how I met my incredible husband.”
“Okay let's get started!”
Phayu shifted in his seat and Rain placed his hand on his husband’s thigh. He whispered, “Quit wiggling, what are you up to?”
“Nothing!”
Rain hid a “Bullshit" behind a cough and Phayu grinned, leaning over to kiss him. “Pay attention.”
Rain gasped in indignance and glared at his pain in the ass spouse.
Sky was shocked when Prapai went up to claim an original signed manga collection by the royal couple of Manga, Yoshihiro Togashi and Naoko Takeuchi, the creators of HunterXHunter and Sailor Moon.
Dae was absolutely gobsmacked when Jun claimed a one-of-a-kind dive experience to see sea turtles. His husband was absolutely fascinated with sea life and while the idols had done a lot of worldwide travel, they hadn’t done a lot of worldwide vacationing.
At the other table, Rome was shocked into speechlessness when Mok claimed a gorgeous set of hand embroidered antique kimonos.
Finally, the peach bracelet appeared.
Thee smirked in his seat. He knew it was in the bag. Meanwhile, Rome was biting the inside of his mouth to keep from laughing so hard that he brought tears to his own eyes.
Mok looked at him like he was crazy. Then he sighed. This was going to be a disaster.
The announcer said, “This lot, a beautiful diamond encrusted peach charm bracelet, is from a young artist who just happens to be the recipient of an amazing gift of life from this program.”
“She came up with this idea because she and her brother were both born with a rare heart condition and she survived because there was a donor heart available for her, but sadly, her brother did not.”
“She said one of her fondest memories was whenever she and her brother were well enough to help their mother pick peaches. So this bracelet is in his honor.”
Rain's eyes were wide and filled with tears. His lip trembled and he reached for Phayu’s hand. Taking a deep breath, Phayu exhaled and kissed Rain’s hand. Even though he’d been a slight bit underhanded? He regretted nothing.
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“And the winning bid goes to…Why would you look at that! Our very own Storm from Inverzion!”
Phayu stood up with a smile and waved at the other guests, sending a wink to Thee. Straightening his jacket, he walked up to the stage.
Rome couldn't hold it back any longer. He buried his face in the tablecloth and succumbed to laughter. The look on Thee’s face was fucking PERFECT. He hoped somebody had been able to get a freaking picture. His phone buzzed and the group chat lit up.
Mok: OH MY GOD I GOT EVERY SINGLE SECOND OF HIS REACTION.
Tawan: JESUS SEND IT NOW
Aran: I’m CRYING!!! 🤣
Rome: I need a gif of that yesterday.
Thee looked like a kicked puppy. Peach tried as hard as he could to fix his face but it was DIFFICULT. Thee mumbled “I wanted that so badly for you! Do you think he'll let me buy it off of him? Wait, he won't be able to say no!”
Peach laughed. “Maybe, but with as much as I move around with photography and posing people? While that bracelet is gorgeous?” He leaned over and cupped Thee’s face in his hands, kissing him soundly. “I probably would never wear it. It's way too delicate for me. That one over there?” He nodded his head at Rain. “It would look absolutely beautiful on him. It suits him.”
Storm got up to the podium and murmured into the announcer’s ear. The other man stepped back and Storm leaned down to the mic. “Good evening everyone. I'm Storm, the leader of Inverzion. I just wanted to personally thank you all for coming out tonight; you don't understand how much it means to me and especially my husband. He is a long time educator and child advocate, and starting this foundation was really his idea.”
“I know that there was somebody else who really wanted this bracelet, and because of that, I'm going to offer them a special consolation prize. A private concert with Inverzion.”
The crowd erupted into cheers and Peach looked like a cartoon character whose jaw hit the floor. Literal sparkles were in his eyes. “A private concert? A private concert!!!!???” He reached over and shook Thee’s arm in excitement. “A PRIVATE CONCERT??” Thee looked at his husband and decided then and there, it was worth losing the peach bracelet. But he was going to make for damn sure Peach knew who his man was.
Rain, having absolutely no idea of the bidding war that had gone on for the damn bracelet, raised an eyebrow and looked at the other members. “So, is anybody going to tell me what is going on with this?”
Just then, Phayu came sauntering back to the table with his prize in hand. Leaning over Rain’s shoulder and placing the bracelet on his wrist, he kissed the side of his neck and whispered into his ear. “Pretty boy you like peaches….”
A jungle where we wander together
It feels so sweet
Baby close your eyes
Just feel it
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