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Damn Good Friends (Put you in a song)

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"Fuck! I forgot to close the windows again," Team complains and puts his hand over his eyes to block the light.

He hears a loud ringing in his ears. And the light managing to get through the window is blinding.

He rubs his eyes with the heels of his palms and faces the ceiling to avoid the window. He blinks and blinks again, to will the buzzing away. And when his eyes have finally adjusted to see his surroundings,"

"Where- where am I?" Team yells and gets the fright of his life when there's a movement beside him as he finally notices another body on the bed with him.

"What the fuck are you yelling first thing in the morning?" the body says, still covered with the duvet, just exposing enough of the back, to know they're male, and to know exactly who it. He only knows one person who has a huge tattoo of wings. On their whole back.

"Hia? Wha-? How did I get here?" Team asks as he bunches the blanket towards his body. And he notices that he isn't wearing his clothes from last night. Actually, he isn't wearing one single garment.

"Hia?! Why am I naked? Did you take my clothes off? Did I puke on it?" Team asks again, and Win sits up on the bed, brushing his hands through his hair, leaning back on his arms after he brushed it back.

"You seriously don't remember anything from last night?" Win asks, eyebrows raised.

Team looks at the older male and shakes his head. 'Why is he answering my question with a question? I'm too hungover for this' Team thought.

Win purses his lips and pouts it towards Team.

Team looks down on his blanket-covered lap. Spreads his legs in reflex, and he winces when he feels a stabbing sensation on his back. Like he got kicked square on the lower back.

"Shiaa P'Win! Did you kick me while I was asleep? Damn it hurts," Team complains and rubs his back. Win follows suit, rubbing the small of his back, with his huge hands, all the way down where his butt meets the mattress. But Team slaps the other's hands away and leans back to get away from the older male.

"It's not going to make me forget you kicked me Hia. No massage will make me forgive you," Team pouts and continues to rub his back.

He watches as the older male stands up from the bed, and gasps when the older was also butt-naked.

"Hia! Why are you naked too? What happened last night? Why are we both naked? " Team asks, as he covers his eyes with the blanket, but not entirely covering it as he's secretly taking a peak. The older male turns around, in all his naked glory, one hand on his hips, the other brushing his hair out of his face, and Team is churning smoke out of his ears.

"Team, I don't know how else to say this, so I'll give it to you straight," Win says, and Team attempts to look at the towering male, on his face, not anywhere else, just his face. And it's proving to be one of the hardest things he's done in his life.

"We fucked. And I hope this doesn't change anything between us," Win supplies, and Team feels the world around him shift.


'You don't notice me but it's alright'

"On a scale of 1 to 10, how cool is Hia? " Phawin asks.

A young Team thinks, 'cool?'

So he stands up from his seat on the floor, and puts his short, chubby fingers, on the older boy's arms, patting it a few times.

"You're not cold Hia. You feel warm," Team says, and goes back to his toys sprawled out on Win's home living room.

Win tips his head back, with a huge boisterous laugh, and shakes his head in amusement. He crawls towards the younger boy, from his sitting position on the floor, leaning on the front of the couch, and gently drags Team by the arm, and makes the chubby, young boy, sits on his lap.

"Cool, not cold, baby cheeks," Phawin explains, and the younger male confusedly stops playing with his toys to look at Win.

"Like Batman or Superman or Bruce Lee. You think they're cool right?" Win flick Team's chubby round cheeks gently.

"Oh, that cool. Then, you're not cool Hia," Team answers, and jumps a little on his feet. it makes him bounce on Win's lap and the other male bows his head down.

"Oh, I'm not?" Win asks in a very sad tone, that Team puts one of his toys on Phawin's face and pulls it up to make him look at him.

"Mhmm," Team hums and nods, "You're handsome! And hot!" Team grins and goes back to playing with his soldier figures.

Win raises an eyebrow and asks, "Where did you learn that? Hot? Who taught you that?"

"Oh, from Papa! I heard him call Daddy hot. And I asked him if Daddy was on fire, but Papa said it's what you call someone you think are handsome," Team answers, without looking away from his toy soldiers.

"So you think I'm handsome, baby cheeks?" Win flicks the other's cheeks again.

"Mhmm! Daddy is handsome, Papa is pretty, and P'Wan is weird and noisy, and you're handsome too. Like daddy," Teams lists out, and Win can only smile in satisfaction.

"Right! Now, do you want to play Wii or PS?" Team looks up so fast that his round cheeks bounce a little, and smiles in all pearly white.

"YES! Yay! PS! Hia, let's play PS!" Team stands up from his seat on Win's lap and runs up the stairs towards the older's boy's room.

"Careful! Don't run up the stairs Team!" Win yells and shakes his head in exasperation.


"Where did you disappear to last night? Manaow and I looked everywhere for you!" Pharm says. They had first class together so they were having breakfast before it started.

Team squints his eyes in reaction to loud noises, sudden simulations, and hiding of embarrassment.

"Pharm, not now, please. I have a huge headache. Do you have an aspirin?" He asks in lieu of an answer and rubs his eyes with the heel of his palms.

"Are you hungover?" Manaow asks as he put his backpack on his lap to look for his medicine bag.

"You're lucky I carry medicine. Don't you keep stocks?" Pharm pulls out the pouch and flicks the packet in the air when he found it.

"Hia doesn't keep those around. Only vitamins," and takes the pill dry.

"Aha! So that's where you went!" Manaow exclaims, and Team covers his ears with his palms.

"No loud noises till the aspirin kicks in, Manaow!" Team answers.

"Aha! So that's where you went! Why didn't you just say so in the first place?" Manaow whisper yells and takes the seat beside Team.

"What do you mean? Nothing! I was just... Hungover. Yeah!' Team keeps his head down and avoids the prying eyes of his best friends.

"There's something you're not saying Ai'Team! What is it?" Manaow asks as she leans her face close to Team's.

Pharm nods his head in agreement and, "Mhmm! Right! You're hiding something."

Team leans backs until he touches the edge of the table, and he has nowhere further to go. Pharm, who was seated beside Team, stands up and follows Manaow's lead of leaning and towering on Team.

"Back off guys, please. My personal space," Team pushes them both back and stretches his arms in front of him, "is around here."

Pharm and Manaow bring their hands up in surrender and shrugs.

"I mean if you've got nothing to hide then it's whatever, right?" Manaow says under her breath as she turns around to go back to her seat.

"Fine! Fine!" Manaow and Pharm run to his seat, and huddles around him, with huge smiles on their faces.

"Well I-" Team starts, looking at his friends' face. Any sign of anything. To not tell them? For them not to judge him?

"Well we-" He looks down, on his lap, and he can feel his friends' anticipation. So he bit his lips, and closed his eyes, and lets it out.

"Hia and I did it!" He bites his lips again and clams up. He puts his hands in a fist.

“Did what exactly, ai’Team?” Manaow asks. Leaning in close again.

“You know,” Team starts while letting go of the fisthold. He starts waving his hands in the air. Describing something.

“Know what, Team?” Pharm asks a second time.

“We had sex. Okay? We had sex. There! I said it. ” Team exclaims.

"Oh my god," Manaow screams and starts happily jumping up and down.

"You actually finally did it," Pharm adds.

Team brings his head up in a question and tilts his head to the side, "Huh?"

Manaow jumps up and down in excitement, "Oh my god! Oh my god!"

Pharm sits back down on his seat and looks at Team.

"Have you talked to him? Did you tell him?" leaning a little forward.

"Oh my god! Oh my god! My ship is sailing!"

"Ai'Pharm, what is she on about? What ship?" Team asks in confusion.

"Team, I know you may not have realized this yourself, but I think you never will unless someone tells you," Team nods, but in utter, desperate confusion. Pharm licks his lips and presses on.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!" Manaow fans herself with her hands.

"We know, you're in love with P'Win," Pharms tells him, and Team opens his mouth to explain, but Pharm stops him with a finger.

"Yes, you're best friends. Yes, you're childhood friends. But yes, you're in love with him, and we know it," Pharms finishes.

"Oh my god! Oh my god!"

"Fuck! Since when did you guys know?"

"Since the very beginning Team,"

"Oh my god! Oh my god!"