Love You Teacher

Chapter 2. 

The condo, decorated in warm tones and simple wooden furniture, creates a calm, inviting atmosphere—like a tranquil oasis after a hectic day at school. Solar, wearing an apron with a cloud pattern, was skillfully slicing a prepared chicken breast on a cutting board when the phone rang. He reached for it and answered with a smile.

"Hello, beautiful," Solar said sweetly into the phone. It was Pranee, his mother, who was video calling from home.

"Always so sweet-talking! What are you up to, my son?" Pranee laughed.

"Low-calorie chicken breast salad with homemade dressing from my lovely mother, Pranee."

"Send it over," Solar replied, holding up a bottle of salad dressing.

"Oh, is it almost gone? I'll send you more if needed," Pranee asked kindly.

Just as Solar was about to reply, Pobmek crept in to greet him.

"There's still so much left, Mom. It's so delicious, I can't finish it all!" After saying that, Pobmek leaned in and gave Solar a playful kiss on the cheek. Solar feigned annoyance at his boyfriend, but his eyes were full of affection. Pranee laughed happily.

"You mean the salad dressing, right, dear?" Pranee asked with a playful tone.

"Okay! I'll go change my clothes now," Pobmek replied with a smile before heading into his bedroom, leaving Solar and Pranee alone.

"So, how did it go teaching the children how to write cards today?" Pranee asked with a Warm tone of voice

"The kids loved it, Mom. I guess they don't write letters anymore. They were incredibly excited," Solar recounted happily.

"Great! I'll keep you updated on any other ideas I come up with."

"She's truly a retired teacher who refuses to retire, that beautiful woman."

"Once Teacher Pranee, Always Teacher Pranee. Now that you've become a teacher, be a teacher."

"For the rest of my life," Pranee smiled broadly.

Solar smiled, pleased with his mother's words. It was almost 8 PM. Mek walked out of the bedroom in comfortable clothes, looking fresher than he had that morning. He saw Solar sitting at the dining table writing a card, so he leaned against the wall and greeted him.

"You're too cute. You teach kids how to write letters, and you still have time to write one yourself."

"Another thing, if your mother reads the card from you, she'll be so happy."

"Why don't you try writing one to your mom, too?" Solar laughed, handing him a card.

"No way. My mom isn't as cute as your mom," Pobmek said jokingly. He made a move to see what Solar was writing, but Solar quickly dodged away.

"Nooo! You can’t see it. I'm too embarrassed!"

"Why are you shy? Let me see!" Pobmek tried to snatch it. They playfully tugged back and forth, but at one point, Pobmek stumbled back slightly, his face turning pale from the sharp pain that shot up his ankle.

"Oh no, what's wrong?" Solar, seeing something was wrong, rushed over to support him, finding Mek hesitant and speechless, with a strained expression.

"Actually... I jumped down from the school fence again this morning."

Pobmek's answer instantly changed Solar's expression from concern to weariness. He sighed and slowly shook his head at his lover's unchanging behaviour.

"Ahhhhhh..."

An aura of happiness permeated the condo. He found Mek sitting on the sofa, leaning comfortably against a large pillow. Both his feet were immersed in a basin of warm water on the floor. The sound of the warm water flowing over his toes made him groan in relief, feeling as if the pain in his ankles from earlier had been completely absorbed.

"How are you? Feeling better?" Solar's gentle voice rang out. He walked over and sat down on the floor. Pobmek nodded and smiled in response. He was so relaxed that he was almost asleep. Solar smiled, pleased to see his boyfriend happy, and began gently massaging Pobmek's feet.

"Hey, no need," Pobmek quickly said, feeling a little embarrassed. "It's alright, let me do it for you," Solar replied sincerely, continuing to massage without stopping. Pobmek could only watch Solar taking such good care of himself in every way. His initial feeling of comfort instantly turned into guilt. He felt like he was just another living being, only able to receive Solar's love but unable to give anything back. He couldn't help but ask the question that had been swirling in his head for so long.

"Solar... Why are you being so kind to me?" His voice softened until it was almost a whisper.

"What's wrong? Trying to be dramatic," Solar laughed, but didn't stop massaging.

"I'm not being dramatic. I'm just wondering. I feel like I'm just a burden. I don't seem to be able to do anything good for you." The burly man spoke in a small voice, contradicting his large build.

"It's not just you, but everyone else, including P'Sodchuen, including the kids. I don't see myself being of any use to anyone." His voice trembled, as if something was stuck in his throat.

The short man stopped massaging and then looked up, meeting his boyfriend's eyes

sincerely. "You might not see it yet, but I do... The little one stopped massaging and looked inside."

"You're developing yourself slowly, in your own way." Solar's words were like a miracle cure, instantly healing Pobmek's heart. He paused for a long time to think about what Solar had said before he carefully placed a warm eye compress over his eyes. But Pobmek became fussy.

"No, don't close my eyes. I want to see you more."

But Solar didn't listen. He closed his eyes, covered them with a compress, and then smiled.

"Perhaps seeing is clearer without seeing," Solar said, then slowly stroked Pobmek's chest. His fingertips gently traced down his sculpted abdominal muscles, sending shivers down Pombek's spine. He then softly massaged his arms, legs, and neck. Pobmek groaned in relaxation, feeling a strange energy flowing through his body, almost overwhelming him. Then Solar whispered softly in Pobmek 's ear. "Are you feeling comfortably satisfied now, teacher?"

Pobmek nodded, smiling with satisfaction. His lips curved into a controlled smile. No, that feeling of satisfaction spread across my face.

"Good... then you're ready to be punished!"

"Click!" The sound of metal clanging together rang out instantly. The sound was crisp and clear, as if signalling the start of his punishment, Pombek was bewildered. Solar removed the blindfold, revealing that he had handcuffed Pobmek 's hands. The restraints were like a talisman of excitement before Solar ripped off Pobmek 's shirt, the buttons popping off, the fine fabric tearing to reveal his burning skin and muscular chest. Pobmek could only gasp for breath, his breath ragged and hot, his heart pounding like a drum.

Solar slowly kissed his way from Pobmek's chest, down to his navel and stomach. His kisses were wet and tender, his tongue circling the spot where the buttons used to be. He moved lower than the centre of his sensation, then up to nuzzle Pobmek's neck, sending shivers down his spine. The touch was firm and wild. Solar deliberately bit and nipped at Pobmek's skin, scolding him in a hoarse voice. A whisper laced with that command led Mek to observe.

"I heard he’s a bad teacher?"

"Well... just a little..." Pobmek replied in a trembling voice. He was interrupted by uncontrollable emotions before Pobmek took the initiative. His previous gentleness transformed into genuine hunger and thirst.

"Then I'll ask the teacher for a make-up exam."

The burly young man grinned mischievously and immediately attacked the smaller figure. He pressed his body against Solar's with force, his movements both rough and filled with love.

Now, the two of them lay on the floor, passionately kissing each other like a playground for experienced lovers. Their lips pressed together, sucking and pulling at each other with intense desire. Solar was about to take off his cooking apron when he found Pobmek grabbing his hand. Hold on. The handcuffed hand gripped Solar's hand tightly.

"Don't take it off. Leave it on," Pobmek ordered in a hurried voice. His command...

Firm and non-negotiable.

"Here we go again." Solar laughed, a laugh filled with resignation. Submissively, "What must I do first?" He clasped his hands together in a prayerful gesture, even though his hands were still handcuffed. This posture embodied the utmost deference in the game Solar controlled. His eyes, however, openly conveyed a burning desire. 

"Thank you, teacher..."

Then, Pobmek lunged forward and kissed Solar passionately. This kiss was deeper and more fervent than any before. The two young teachers made passionate love on the floor. It was a wild and hurried fusion, like travellers who had been thirsty for years. They devoured each other insatiably, despite having lived together every day.

Late! Late! Late!

The alarm on his cell phone went off, but before it could even finish a minute, Pobmek quickly pressed the snooze button. The sound that should have echoed throughout the bedroom was eerily silent. Pobmek held his breath, wondering if Solar, who was sleeping beside him, would wake up. But then he heard Solar's steady breathing. Pobmek felt such relief that he almost wanted to burst into laughter. 

He crept out of bed as quietly as possible, like a thief about to steal a precious gem. Once in the living room, Pobmek, now fully dressed, began his secret plan. He carefully prepared things for Solar, like a father preparing breakfast for his child before school. He placed English vocabulary flashcards on the table and attached a note in his messy handwriting. Flashcards are for teaching vocabulary to children… He picked up Solar's favourite light-coloured shirt and hung it on the chair.

Along with that, he wrote another note and attached it.

‘The weather isn't too hot today... but you're wearing a light-coloured shirt... You're wearing it. That's cute.’

Then, Pobmek went to the refrigerator to prepare a sandwich for Solar's breakfast. He made it with the utmost care and attention a man could muster, along with a note drawn with a smiling sun. He also prepared a lollipop for Solar, attaching another note as he looked incredibly sleepy.

‘When you smile... you're the cutest too.’

Pobmek found himself sitting back on the sofa, yawning widely before finally falling asleep.

The morning sunlight streamed into the room through the large window, startling Phoemek, who had been sleeping on the sofa since last night. He felt something stuck to the middle of his forehead. Pobmek reached out and removed it, revealing a yellow note with Solar's neat handwriting.

‘Thanks :) But next time, cover yourself with a blanket!’

A smile slowly spread across his face, uncontrollably, and his heart swelled with a heart-pounding joy that threatened to burst like a balloon at the thought of Solar waking up and seeing what he had done for him last night.

Suddenly, the phone rang on the table next to the sofa. Pobmek picked it up and saw it was his boyfriend calling. He smiled happily, answered the call, and spoke confidently.

"Well... I like Tu's progress, Ati."

"Excuse me," a woman's voice interrupted on the line. "Is this the emergency contact number for Mr Thiwatawan Manjaroensilp? Yes?"

The sound of Pobmek's heart, which had just swelled a moment ago, suddenly shrank.

"Uh... yes, that's my boyfriend."

"Please compose yourself first. It's just that..." The voice on the other end of the line was calm and emotionless. But it was filled with anxiety.

Thump! Thump! Thump! Thump!

The young teacher's stomping footsteps echoed through the hospital hallway. The once-beautiful world of Pobmek, like a field of blooming flowers in the morning, shattered into pieces, glass smashed by a sledgehammer. 

He ran frantically down the hallway, ignoring the people, the doctors, and the nurses passing by. Even patients in wheelchairs hurried out of his way. His heart pounded, and he prayed it was all just a dream that would disappear upon waking. But the nurse's voice on the phone kept echoing in his head, over and over again. Pobmek felt as if a heavy stone was pressing down on his heart, making it impossible to breathe.

Going back to the time when he found Pobmek sleeping soundly, Solar was about to cross the street in front of the school. He had a smiling face and looked happy. In one hand, he held his teaching bag; in the other, he ate the sandwich Pobmek had made for him.

"This morning, as Thiwatawan was crossing the road in front of the school... he had an accident."

"It was an accident."

Solar, accidentally spilling salad dressing from his sandwich on his shirt and frantically trying to wipe it off, wasn't paying attention to an oncoming car. The car horn blared loudly, but it seemed too late. Solar froze in shock, unable to escape.

Pobmek continued running down the endless corridor, passing many people who stared at him with bewildered eyes. Along the way, a patient accidentally walked in front of him. Pobmek tried to dodge but tripped and fell. Although his ankle hurt so much he could barely stand, he ignored the pain, quickly got up, and kept running. Pobmek's face was filled with tears that threatened to spill over.

Pobmek arrived at the emergency room running frantically. He looked around for someone and spotted a nurse standing nearby. Pobmek was so out of breath that he could barely speak, but he still tried to manage to speak.

"I'm a relative of Thiwatawan. How is he doing!?"

"Uh, please calm down, sir. I mean..."

"This morning I woke up even before him, but I was so sleepy that I accidentally fell asleep without realising it..." The tears that had been held back for so long finally flowed out. Pobmek is weeping profusely. He was speechless and couldn't stop blaming himself.

"If I had pushed myself any harder... I would have taken Solar to school with me."

"With me... this probably wouldn't have happened...."

The nurse looked at him with an understanding expression. "Um... you're taking care of your boyfriend? That's good..."

"No! It's not good enough!" Pobmek shouted desperately. The nurse sighed slowly and spoke in a gentle voice. "Um... he’s not fully recovered yet, but we're taking good care of him. Mr Thiwatawan has been regaining consciousness for a while now, so you can visit him."

The nurse's words made Pobmek stop crying immediately. He was stunned and speechless. His mind felt like it had been cut off for a moment, and he felt like he was the one who had been crying completely in vain.

The nurse led Pobmek into a shared ward with many patient beds neatly arranged. The hustle and bustle of people and the lingering smell of disinfectant filled the air. Pobmek looked around intently until the nurse stopped at a bed covered with a light blue curtain. The nurse slowly opened the curtain, and what Pobmek saw left him stunned for a moment.

Solar, who should have been unconscious in bed, was instead sitting and staring at his reflection in an aluminium food tray. He had a stunned expression, as if he had just encountered something he had never seen before in his life. Overjoyed, he almost couldn't control himself and rushed to hug Solar. Solar flinched slightly but didn't return the hug.

"Mr Thiwatawan is feeling much better, isn't he?" said the doctor who had just walked in. With the test results and X-ray images in his hand, he spoke up, causing Pobmek to release Solar from his embrace. Solar looked at the doctor in confusion.

"You're so lucky. You were hit by a car, your head hit the ground, and you were knocked unconscious, but no...It's nothing," the doctor said with a smile.

"Really? Has the doctor checked thoroughly yet?" Pobmek asked with concern. 

"Based on the X-ray results, there are no broken bones. The CT scan also showed no blood."

"It's just a brain injury, nothing more than a few bruises on my body," Pobmek sighed in relief. He felt like he'd been reborn, so happy he almost cried again. But when he looked at Solar, he saw that Solar was still expressionless, showing no joy, looking confused. Pobmek became uneasy and asked..."Solar, are you okay?"

Solar remained silent, not responding, still looking confused.  Out of concern, Pobmek then turned to ask the doctor, "Is this really okay, doctor? Why does my boyfriend seem strange?" The doctor came closer to examine Solar. Solar remained still and tense. He inspected him while talking.

"He's probably still in shock... Or would you like to be admitted for a night?"

"I'll monitor his condition. The nurse will administer an IV to him. Solar was deep in thought, but then he heard a voice from the bed next to him. He turned and saw a nurse giving an IV to the patient in the opposite bed. The patient looked pained. Solar quickly shook his head.

"Go home."

"Okay, then that's fine."

Pobmek looked at Solar with a relieved expression, and Solar himself seemed relieved to know that no IV fluids were needed.

Pobmek found Solar limping back to the condo. He didn't seem to care about his own exhaustion, but was more worried about Solar's strange behaviour. Solar stood still in the middle of the room, looking around at the unfamiliar surroundings.

"I had such a scare this morning, you know?" Pobmek muttered to himself. While walking to the refrigerator to get a bottle of water, he poured it into a glass for Solar.

"See, next time, just wait and go to school late with me. Crossing the street in Bangkok is damn dangerous” The moment Pobmek closed the refrigerator door, Solar lunged forward with a metal water bottle in his hand, aiming to strike him on the head with full force, but Pobmek dodged just in time.

"Hey! What the heck is that?" Pobmek was startled. Solar didn't answer. He was about to hit Pobmek on the head again, but Pobmek locked his hands. They held on, and the two struggled back and forth fiercely.

"Solar! What are you doing?!"

"That's you, old man! What are you doing!" Solar shouted loudly.

"Huh? Uncle?" Pobmek was even more confused. "Yes, you. And what's in the water?"

"Ive just put it in a glass!"

"Lies! You're going to put sleeping pills in it, aren't you!" Solar shouted suspiciously. 

"Sleeping pills! Why would I put them in?!"

"You kidnapped me, you old thief!" Solar said, struggling to escape, to break free from Pobmek's grasp.

"Uncle Thief? What kind of uncle thief are you talking about!"

"And what's that?!" Solar turned his face to look at the handcuffs that were still lying there on the floor of the room after they had made love the night before.

"Well... handcuffs."

"There he is! That old thief!"

"Solar! What the hell are you doing?!"

"My name isn't Solar, and you'd better return me to my original form right now!"

"Original body? What the hell are you talking about, Solar!"

"Stop calling me Solar! My name isn't Solar”

"Huh? If your name isn't Solar, then what's your name!?" Pobmek could only stand there, stunned and confused by his boyfriend's answer.

"My name is Sun!!!"

Pobmek just stood there, stunned by Solar's answer. He was the most shocked he'd ever been in his life.

"Sun... What the hell is this?!"