2 Works in Phoom (The Blue Hour 2015)
25 Sep 2021
“Just because.” the short man says, gaze fixed on the foam of his cappuccino. “I don’t like leaving things unfinished.”
The way he said that sent a slight chill down his back. There was a strange sense of heaviness to the words. Almost like they meant more than Khai could know. That was the thing about Third- it seemed like there was always so much more to the man than Khai would ever know. Third really was a lot like a movie protagonist in that way; all mysterious and alluring. Khai could never get enough.
29 Jul 2021
He rolls over to face his bedmate, cracking open a careful eye against the too bright morning sun. He’s not prepared for the sight that greets him. Because the person lying sound asleep next to him is not is not some random chick but a guy. The cutest guy in the world.
He’s lying curled up on his side, cheek smushed cutely against his pillow. His pink lips curl adorably in a half pout as the sunlight shines on his messy brown hair like some kind of halo.
Khai thinks he might be just a little bit in love.