Billionaire Biker Boy

Special Chapter 6 - Getting Mad, Making Up.

 

The couple, on their pre-honeymoon, stayed at Andamarisa for three nights. Wonchana rented a car from the airport and took Samut on various outings, visiting temples, strolling through the old town, and even exploring an elephant conservation camp in Paklok, which Maya had recommended as a must-see highlight. It was an absolute delight for someone who loved travelling as much as Samut did. Above all... Wonchana made the most of their room, much to the chagrin of his frugal fiancé, who couldn't help but throw him a few dramatic glares at his boundless energy.

 

After three nights, the couple bid farewell to Phuket and flew back to Bangkok. They picked up an extra suitcase from the sports car parked at Suvarnabhumi Airport before catching a flight to Hokkaido that same night. After five days of travel, they returned to Thailand feeling refreshed. Wonchana had planned the trip not as a rushed sightseeing tour but as a luxurious, leisurely vacation, true to the style of someone with wealth.

 

And that made Samut incredibly happy. But that happiness quickly turned into misery the moment they set foot back in Thailand. 

 

The little one couldn't stop sneezing and eventually came down with a fever. Wonchana, deeply concerned, rushed him to the doctor, who diagnosed it as just a common cold caused by the sudden change in weather. The tall man took excellent care of Samut, nursing him back to health.

 

Once Samut recovered, everything returned to normal.

Until... the following Saturday morning.

 

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"Nuu O... What's wrong?" Wonchana's voice was filled with concern as he noticed how unusually quiet Samut was.

 

"Are you upset with me?"

 

The small head shook, but Samut avoided eye contact. Instead, he picked up Pada and went about his chores, leaving Wonchana standing there, deep in thought, trying to figure out if he'd done something to upset his fiancé. Then, last night's conversation replayed in his mind.

 

"P'Win... Have you seen the green dog pyjamas?"

 

"The one with the hole in it?"

 

"A hole? I didn't notice... but yeah, that one. It's the only one."

"The other day, Waew came to collect old clothes for donation. You were sick and asleep, so I helped sort through them... Let's go buy a new one together, okay?"

 

After that, Samut went to shower. By the time he came out, Wonchana hadn't noticed his mood and had gone to bed as usual. When Samut came back inside, Wonchana immediately pulled him into a hug, trying to make amends.

 

"Are you upset because I threw away the pyjamas?"

 

"…"

 

Samut didn't answer, but tears welled up in his eyes and began to fall. That alone was enough to make Wonchana's heart ache. He held the smaller man tightly, trying to comfort him.

 

"I'll buy you a new one, okay? As many as you want."

 

Samut sobbed. "Hic... It's not the same. That one was a gift from my brother from Singapore."

...And it was so comfortable to wear.

 

Wonchana clenched his jaw tightly, gently stroking Samut’s arm to soothe him. Eventually, the little one wiped his tears and waved it off.

 

"It's okay. Old things have to go. I understand," the little one mumbled. When Samut moved to sit and play on his iPad, looking dejected, Wonchana walked straight to the main house. He returned shortly after to grab his phone and Ducati keys.

 

Not long after, Samut heard the big bike roar out of the driveway. Tears streamed down the little one's face again. "Pada, I'm so stupid, aren't I? P'Win must be mad at me. What should I do?"

 

Pada tilted his head, looking at his small owner in confusion.

..Are the humans fighting? Don't cry. Pada's here for you.

 

Then Pada snuggled closer, prompting Samut to pick him up and hug him. The little one sat there, holding the tiny Chihuahua, lost in his own thoughts.

 

...Where did P' Win go? Should I call him?

...But what if he's so mad he doesn't answer?

...Or what if he doesn't come home tonight?

...We haven't even gotten married yet, and we're already fighting

...What should I do?

 

Half the day passed, and Wonchana still hadn't returned. Samut’s face grew paler and paler. But finally, at 1 PM, the tall man came back. The moment Samut saw him, he ran and threw himself into Wonchana's arms, clinging tightly and bursting into tears.

 

"Hic... I'm so stupid, P'Win. Please don't be mad at me. I'm sorry."

 

Wonchana held him tightly, a paper bag in his hand. "Calm down, O. I'm not mad at you. You're the one who's mad at me."

 

"I'm not mad at you... just a little hurt."

 

"Don't cry. I'm sorry, okay? I went to get your pyjamas back."

 

"W-What?" Samut’s jaw dropped.

 

Wonchana guided him to the sofa and handed him the paper bag. When Samut opened it, he saw his beloved pyjamas at the bottom of the bag.

 

"I asked Waew where she donated them. Once I found out, I rode over there. Luckily, they'd just picked up the donations yesterday and hadn't sorted through them yet. When I explained that I'd accidentally given away the wrong item and showed them a picture of you wearing it, they let me search for it. Fortunately, Waew had packed it in a unique recycled bag, so it was easy to find. The time-consuming part was finding a tailor to repair it. It's fixed now, but I haven't washed it yet."

 

What Wonchana didn't mention was how much he'd donated to the foundation or how he'd paid extra to have the seamstress rush the repair.

...This might just be the most expensive roadside mending job ever recorded in the Guinness Book of World Records.

 

When Wonchana finished explaining, Samut dropped the pyjamas and threw himself into Wonchana's arms, hugging him as tightly as he could.

 

"Thank you, P'Win... I thought you were mad at me for being so stupid."

 

"You're not stupid. If someone threw away something 1 loved, I'd feel hurt, too. I just didn't realise how much this pyjama meant to you."

 

Wonchana held his fiancé and gently rocked him in comfort for a while before asking, 

 

"...Have you eaten yet?"

 

The little one shook his head. The main house hadn't called him for lunch, probably assuming he'd gone out with P'Win.

 

"What about you, P'Win?"

 

"I haven't eaten either... Let's go find something delicious together."

 

Samut wiped his tears, carefully placed the pyjamas on the table, and carried Pada to the main house to ask Waew to look after him. As his small owner ran off, Pada looked at Waew and let out a heavy sigh.

...When you were sad, I comforted you. Now that you guys have made up, you just left me, huh?

 

Time passed. Although Samut didn't pass his interview for a master's program, he wasn't upset because no one else passed that year either. He returned to work at Atcharanun Logistics to gain more experience.

 

Then, on Thursday, June 1st, the Atcharangkul and Sarutnun families, along with close friends, flew to Phuket to attend the wedding of Wonchana and Samut. Wonchana sponsored everyone's trip, and they got to stay for an extended weekend since Monday was a public holiday.

 

The biker group from their Hua Hin trip came in full force, including Jacques and Mathukorn, who had officially gone public with their relationship. Jacques YouTuber crew, whom they'd met at Ton Nga Chang, also joined. The trio was also invited, much to their delight, as well as Samut’s high school friends, who flew in from Hat Yai.

 

The Monet family, relatives from both sides, and even Waew were all present. The only person... or rather, the only dog missing was Pada. Andamarisa hadn't allowed pets yet, so Pada was left at a top-tier pet boarding facility with 24/7 CCTV monitoring. Wonchana also signed him up for additional training courses since the little one had been getting a bit too spoiled lately.

 

The wedding was set for the morning of Friday, June 2nd. It was a romantic ring exchange ceremony held on the hotel's spacious balcony, inspired by Maya and Tara's wedding. However, Maya's ceremony had taken place on the beach at the Eden Marriott in Rawai, a property owned by Tara's family.

 

At dawn, the two grooms were dressed and styled by professional Phuket-based stylists regularly partnered with the hotel. Luckily, both of them had naturally good looks and glowing skin, so minimal makeup was needed to make them shine. Wonchana personally oversaw Samut's hair and makeup, staying close... and unashamedly showing his affection. The tender words and actions Wonchana showered on Samut left the makeup artist, a trans woman, and the hairstylist, a cis woman, clutching each other's hands and screaming internally with envy.

 

As the ceremony approached, the two grooms, dressed in cream-white suits, made their way to the beautifully decorated venue. The wide balcony featured a white arch adorned with sheer white fabric, green ribbons, and clusters of pristine cream roses. Rows of chairs draped in white fabric lined the area, and pastel floral arrangements were scattered throughout.

 

The centrepiece was a large pre-wedding photo framed elegantly. It depicted Wonchana in his iconic windbreaker and orange vest, standing beside Samut in a shirt and green tie. The two were arm-in-arm, facing each other with radiant smiles of pure happiness.

 

The ceremony venue was already filled with family, relatives, and friends. Maya and Tara were also present, attending as the couple's new friends. At precisely 8:08 AM on Friday, the ring exchange ceremony began. The pastor, whom Maya had invited, started by greeting everyone. The two grooms stood hand in hand before the pastor. Beside each groom stood their respective best man and woman, Varatchaya for Wonchana and Chonatee for Samut. Looking down, one could see the adorable twins, Louis and Liam, dressed sharply in suits, each holding a ring box. Chonlatee held Liam's hand, while Varatchaya held Louis's.

 

The pastor began reading the marriage scripture in English. Until it was time for the vows. The pastor spoke in English, saying:

 

"Wonchana, do you take Samut to be your husband? Do you promise to be faithful to him in good times and bad, in sickness and in health, to love and honour him all the days of your life?"

 

"I do," Wonchana answered confidently.

 

"Samut, do you take Wonchana to be your husband? Do you promise to be faithful to him in good times and bad, in sickness and in health, to love and honour him all the days of your life?"

 

"I do," Samut replied brightly.

 

"You may exchange rings."

 

Varatchaya instructed Louis to open the ring box for Uncle Win. The little boy did so proudly. Wonchana took the ring, thanked him, and slipped the new ring onto Samut’s finger. The ring was an exquisitely designed two-tone piece of white gold and rose gold, twisted elegantly and adorned with a single brilliant diamond.

 

When it was Samut’s turn, little Liam shyly handed the open ring box to his favourite uncle. Samut thanked him and took out a matching ring to place on Wonchana's finger.

 

"I now pronounce you 'husbands.' You may kiss the groom."

 

Though blushing furiously, Samut tilted his face up to his husband and closed his eyes. As soft lips pressed against his, the little one's ears were filled with the sound of applause and cheers of congratulations. A tender violin melody began to play in the background. Chonlatee and Varatchaya handed their bouquets to the twins, who then presented them to the two grooms.

...And then chaos ensued as the unmarried guests and friends eagerly gathered, ready to catch the bouquets without needing any announcement from the emcee.

 

"You should go," Jacques nudged Mathukorn.

 

"No way. If you want it, go yourself."

 

The pretty-faced man was too shy to join the scramble.

 

"Fine... Then wait here. I'll go get the bouquet myself... but if I catch it, you have to marry me."

 

"Hey!" Mathukorn exclaimed, his face turning crimson. The shark who feared being single didn't care. The tall man quickly joined the crowd of singles.

 

The two grooms turned to face the sea, holding hands tightly. As Arthit and Jet counted down, the grooms tossed their bouquets backwards simultaneously. Cheers and screams erupted in excitement. When the commotion settled, the bouquet recipients were revealed.

 

..A young woman from Arthit's group caught one bouquet. And the other bouquet, thrown higher by Wonchana...was snatched by Jacques. This left Mathukorn blushing furiously as the little groom began making faces, teasing his yoga instructor from afar.

 

Afterwards, everyone moved to the private breakfast area, where a large screen displayed a presentation secretly prepared by the tall groom. As the video began, it showed pre-wedding photos of the two men in biker outfits at various tourist spots.

Suddenly, bold text appeared on the screen:

 

'The Beginning of Love'

 

Then Wonchana's voice narrated in the video, 'You're probably wondering how my love story began... Let me tell you.'

 

The scene transitioned to helmet-cam footage, showing the view of Rama IV Road, a turn onto Silom Road, and a stop in front of a sandwich shop. The sound of a Ducati horn beeped twice. A plump vendor selling sandwiches and a customer in a green outfit turned to look at each other simultaneously. As the vendor ran over to hand over a sandwich bag and collect payment, the customer in green confidently approached and said in a bright voice:

 

"Excuse me, can you take me to the Atcharangkul Building at Naradhiwas Intersection?"

 

The video froze, and text appeared over Samut’s forehead:

'This is what my love looks like?

 

The guests burst into laughter and squeals of delight, while the little groom gaped in shock.

 

"P'Win, you recorded that?"

 

"I always record... It's a shame I gave you the helmet first, so I couldn't capture you paying the fare. I only got the audio and the view of the buildings."

 

Samut playfully bumped his head against his husband's arm in embarrassment. The presentation continued with videos of a 20-baht bill framed, Polaroid photos worth 5,000 each, and a superhero jar on the bedside table. It also included screenshots of their playful social media exchanges and photos from their trips together, all edited adorably by Wonchana. Everyone couldn't help but envy the way the two looked at each other.

 

The presentation ended with the English words, 'I'll always love you, Sweetheart.' Amid the guests' soaring sugar levels, Wonchana invited everyone to start their breakfast. However, the two grooms and their families couldn't eat yet, as the auspicious send-off time was set for 9:09 AM. This wasn't a time chosen by any monk or priest,

...but rather a 'Let's-just-do-it-at-9.09-AM time.'

 

The morning ceremony wasn't about saving costs either, as Wonchana had planned a dinner and bar party for the evening and would cover four nights of accommodation for everyone. He'd already announced that he wouldn't accept any gifts from the guests, though his father had given him a generous pocket money.

 

The morning time was chosen to symbolise a bright start to their married life and to reflect the time they spend together most. When the time came, the elders gathered in the couple's pool villa suite, accompanied by Jin and his photography team. Wonchana's parents began blessing the couple, but tears welled up in the little groom's eyes when Sinee and Chonlatee gave their blessings. After the blessings, Sinee turned to her son-in-law.

 

"Win, please take care of Nuu O for me. I might've spoiled him a bit, so he's still a little childish. But he listens well if you scold him."

 

"Don't worry, Mom. I promise to love and take care of him well. I'll never abandon him," Wonchana vowed firmly. Chonlatee then addressed his brother.

 

"O, you're grown up now. Don't be too stubborn or overly emotional. But if anyone bullies you, you're allowed to come running to me."

 

Samut laughed through his tears before hugging his brother tightly.

"Come on, don't cry," Chonlatee comforted, patting his brother's back as he felt the sobs. Everyone watched the siblings' love with fond smiles.

 

"I love you," Samut murmured.

 

"Yeah, I know," Chonlatee replied, his own eyes misty.

 

Once the rather simple ceremony concluded, everyone left the room to let the groom’s change before breakfast. After changing, Wonchana pulled his little groom into a hug.

 

"What's up, my husband... Are you hungry?"

 

The little husband shook his head. "Not really. I'm too excited."

 

"If there weren't guests waiting outside, I'd order room service for us," the doting man said.

 

"P'Win, you don't have to spoil me this much. I'm already so deeply in love with you I can't find my way out," the little one joked, leaning into him affectionately.

 

"Good. I don't want you to go away... I've fallen so deeply for you, too."

 

"Awww, you're flirting again."

 

"When you have a younger partner, you have to keep wooing them so they don't stray."

 

"I won't stray. I love P'Win. Don't ever leave me, okay?" Samut looked up, pleading.

 

"Never. I love you with all my heart, Sweetheart."

 

And with that, a warm, tender, and sweet kiss sealed their promise...

...that from now on, they'd always have each other.

 

The End

 

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