HEMP ROPE

13.

Bed sheets crumpled and hot from exhausted bodies cuddling one another in silence. The tattooed body lay on his back, catching his breath, while another, still panting, scrambled onto his chest. He dropped his face with a thud and snuggled his face against another's neck, falling asleep.

 

Win patted Team's face. He couldn't help but laugh, recalling the brat's dispute, claiming he disliked sleeping on a chest, but every time they finished, he was on here.

 

The heat and sweaty, clammy skin made a human-turned-cushion wide awake. Win picked up his cellphone from the nightstand and played for a while before switching to selfie mode. He cradled the heavy guy in his arms, deliberately shooting his own face and the other's arm on his chest. Then he uploaded the photo on IG.

 

Their relationship wasn't made public, but it was never hidden. The ones who knew were just Dean, Pruek and his two peers, realising who he took special care of. Aside from uploading the photo, the jerk added a caption.

"So heavy."

 

Neither sweet nor loving words; it was just his way of captioning things on his Instagram. He was the swimming club vice president with quite a few followers, mostly people he knew. A smile spread on his lips, thinking about how the brat would react to seeing this. Maybe he was a real masochist looking for trouble.

 

Two days later.

 

Pharm: ../Shows his friend a cellphone's screen/ Team: What?

Pharm: Just look at it.

Team: /Looked, looked, and went still/ Fuck...

Pharm: Do you want to upload another photo to get back at him? / picked up Team's cellphone, unlocked it, and went to the gallery. / How about this one? / naughty smile/

Team: Ai Pharm, you're getting sassy nowadays!! /hug him violently/

Pharm: Ohhhh, I'm just kidding. Ouch, not my head.

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P.S

Dean: You know the password to Team's cellphone?

 

Pharm: /nods/ Our cellphones have nothing to hide from one another. /makes a face / Because Team sneaks into my photo folders, he let me see his in return, being fair.

Dean: Do you hide things in your folder?

Pharm: Your pictures... oops!! P'Dean!! You tricked me!

Dean: / affectionate cuddle/