Peach Lover

Brother doesn't know best

 

My mother always taught me that people must keep their word. That's why, even if I woke up this morning with an aching lower back and buttocks, since I promised to make Eggs Benedict for breakfast for the person who's still sleeping like a log, I can't break my promise. But the moment I stepped out of the room, dressed rather dishevelled, I froze! I froze because someone else was staring at me...

 

"Uncle..."

 

I was speechless... he seemed just as stunned. So... the one who came to the rescue was Inn, the collector's assistant and close friend, who had just arrived on the scene.

 

"Are you awake, Mr Po?"

 

“Yes...Yes...”

 

"Mr Po, this is Mr Ngern, the older brother of Mr Sasom."

 

"Hello...Hello."

 

Inn's introduction to the other man sitting upright on the sofa immediately made me

understand why he looked so familiar. He was, in fact, the eldest son of Woraphatchalakorn, the top businessman who was rumoured to be about to get married.

 

"You must be Posin."

 

"Uh...yes..."

 

You're not acting right. I had no idea how to act around this man. It's true that the well-dressed, bespectacled man in front of me was polite and friendly, but who knows what he's thinking? Especially when faced with someone who's staying overnight with his younger brother, it's pretty clear what kind of relationship they've had, judging by his dishevelled attire.

 

"Shall we start preparing breakfast, Mr Po?"

 

Inn probably guessed the awkward situation, which is why he took the liberty of interrupting while P'Ngen and I were silently staring at each other. "I've prepared the ordered items."

 

"Uh... let's start then."

 

Nevertheless, I still didn't want to be impolite. I nodded to P’Ngern once before walking away, and he responded with similar body language. Combined with what Inn had whispered to me, I felt much relieved.

 

"Don't be afraid, Mr Po. Mr Ngern already knows about your relationship with Mr Sasom."

 

"Oh...is that so?"

 

That's good then. I thought introducing P'Ngern today would cause him some trouble. I knew he was having problems with his family. It's good that at least he has his older brother on his side. Otherwise, Peach Lover would feel like someone was strangling him with a thick rope.

 

I felt much more relaxed when I started focusing on making breakfast. Last night, when I promised to make Eggs Benedict for him, the bigger guy immediately texted Inn to get the ingredients ready. That's why, when I woke up this morning, everything was ready exactly as I wanted.

 

I'm not sure if P'Ngen will be joining us, but since we're here anyway, I decided to take the liberty of making some extra for him. There's also something for Inn, and I've added an avocado salad to the menu. Hopefully, everyone will enjoy it without any problems.

 

"Oh, hey! How did you get here?"

 

"You're awake, aren't you, Sasom?" I heard a yawn from afar as I was arranging everything I had finished cooking onto plates, followed by a conversation between the Woraphatchalakorn siblings that I had never heard before.

 

"I was going to stop by to drop off the wedding invitation. I didn't know we had guests. You should have called first."

 

"What guest are you talking about, boss? That's Po. You already know him."

 

“Yes, but...”

 

"Okay, stop making that face. Come whenever you want; don't overthink it. By the way... isn't P'Pin coming too?"

 

"Pin went back to Chiang Mai. Apparently, she's having a bachelorette party with her friends there."

 

"Yeah, that's good. P'Pin can relax a bit now :)"

 

I deliberately prepared the plates more slowly than usual so I would have an excuse to stand in the kitchen longer. I didn't want to interrupt the older and younger siblings while they were talking, as that would only make things more awkward for them.

 

“It smells so good.”

 

"Yes...you!"

 

But then it was me who was startled. Before I knew it, someone else, who should have been talking to my brother outside, had appeared and whispered in my ear, "The food smells good." I was so surprised!

 

"Shocked? :)"

 

The more I see him smile like that, the more I know he's deliberately teasing me. And look at this: I think I'm not exactly well-dressed, but he was shirtless, wearing only black pyjama shorts. I had to turn my face away.

 

It's nothing, really. Just looking too much might make me feel... not good.

 

"Would you like to eat now? I've finished preparing everything."

 

"Okay, I'll have Inn arrange the plates for you."

 

At first, I intended to say "It's okay," because I planned to set the plate myself, but before I could even open my mouth, the taller person took my hand and led me out of the kitchen, before telling the older brother to sit at the dining table with us.

 

“Do you want to eat together, sir?”

 

P'Ngen, who followed and sat down with them, shook his head.

 

"You eat, Lek. I didn't tell you I was coming. There won't be enough for everyone to

eat."

 

"What's not enough, boss? Po made so much."

 

As soon as Sasom finished speaking, Inn brought out the perfect portions of Eggs

Benedict and avocado salad to the table, confirming to his brother that there was

enough food for all of them.

 

"But..."

 

The older sibling, Ngern, still showed hesitation. This was perhaps the difference

between the older and younger siblings: while one was confident in their words, the other seemed worried about everything, as if their roles had reversed from the typical sibling dynamic.

 

"Um... let's eat together. I made some for you, too, P'Ngen."

 

I wasn't sure whether it was appropriate for me to speak, but I thought I should bring it up. The result was... P'Ngen turned to look at me, quite surprised. It was so clear I didn't know what to say next...

 

"See, boss? There's plenty. Come on, I'll serve you some."

 

Thanks to Sasom for saving the situation; he took an empty plate from Inn, scooped a piece of Eggs Benedict onto it, and served it to his older sibling.

 

“Thank you very much.”

 

The thank-you wasn't just for his younger brother but also extended to me. Ah... I

can't quite describe how I felt, but even so, I responded with a nod, a reply I thought we'd both understand.

 

As usual, I took turns serving each other Eggs Benedict, just like I always did when we ate together. Seeing how pleased he seemed with the breakfast I'd made, I completely ignored my surroundings. I didn't care if anyone was sitting or standing nearby; only Somsa...Somsa was the one I cared about. I kept asking him, "Do you want anything else?" while he showered me with compliments.

 

"Are you full, sir?"

 

He only realised what was happening when he turned to ask his older brother. The man wearing glasses nodded in agreement, then gathered the spoon and told Inn to clear the empty plates.

 

"You ate so much, we might not have noticed."

 

"It's delicious, isn't it? It tastes just like the restaurant we used to go to in New York. I loved it the first time I tried it, so I had to ask Po to make it for me."

 

I really want to nudge those commenters to stop praising me. It's a bit much to commend my skills to that extent. I've never even been to America in my life, so how could I possibly make an Eggs Benedict that tastes as good as the ones at those New York restaurants?

 

"Yeah, it tastes just like the ones in New York. Where did you learn that?"

 

Ah... that last part, P'Ngen turned to ask me. I didn't expect my older brother, who's into collecting, to think my cooking is the same as that in New York restaurants. How should I answer that?

 

"Uh... I learned it from YouTube."

 

This is really embarrassing. Look, even P'Ngen was stunned. He probably expected a better answer. But what can I do? I learned it from a YouTube video. Then, Sasom burst into laughter without any restraint. Oh...how embarrassing!

 

"Lek, how could you laugh at Po like that?"

 

"Oh, well, I like him. He's always surprising me with something."

 

Not only did he say it, but he also ruffled my hair in front of his older brother, to the

point where I had to lower my head and eat the avocado salad on my plate without

daring to make eye contact with anyone.

 

"You're so good! I'll have to collect some of your cooking skills to try more dishes in

the future."

 

I looked up at him. His older brother, who was saying things, was praising me with the kind of affectionate look an elder would give to a child. This was in stark contrast to the broad, beaming smile in the older brother's eyes, filled with a multitude of sparkling lights, as if he were overjoyed that I had managed to cook something that pleased him.

 

"Thank you"

 

What a strange new feeling it is.

 

"By the way, where's my bodyguard, boss?"

 

Once they had both finished eating, following in the footsteps of their older brother,

Sasom changed the topic of food to the wedding invitation card. This prompted

Sasom reached into his suit jacket pocket and pulled out a burgundy card, handing it to him.

 

"Oh, it's beautiful."

 

"It's truly beautiful, just as you said. Looking at P'Ngen's wedding invitations, you can tell how much money she spent to get such high-quality ones," he said, reading the contents inside for almost a minute before continuing with a joyful expression.

 

"Congratulations, brother! You finally got married."

 

"It's all because of you. Otherwise, we would have eloped by now."

 

"It's not related. I only agreed to help because I saw that you and P'Pin truly love

each other."

 

I don't know what the siblings were up to, but one thing I'm certain of from this

conversation is that they love and care for each other. It made me think how

wonderful it would be to have such good siblings...

 

"Um...Po should come to the event too."

 

“...”

 

The unexpected invitation left me speechless, but even more so... the younger sibling, looking startled, quickly interrupted and did so immediately.

 

"Where on earth did you get that idea, boss?!"

 

That means...he doesn't want me to go, does he...?

 

"Why? I thought you'd want Po to join the team as well."

 

P'Ngen's question was incredibly unsettling for me. I didn't even dare to look at

Sasom's face because I didn't want to see his expression when he answered, which

might make me feel even more unsettled...

 

"I really want to, brother."

 

So what's going on? I'm all confused.

 

"But if my parents see this, I think my brother's wedding will be a mess."

 

Oh, like this.

 

"Why don't you take Po to the evening party, Lek? Mom and Dad aren't going

anyway."

 

"Yeah, you're right."

The initially worried tone in the collector's voice seemed to brighten.

 

"Then let's go together, Po. Let's have fun :)"

 

“Um...” This time, I slowly lifted my head from the empty plate again, hoping that my

expression would suppress my inner emotions as much as possible. “Is this a good

idea?”

 

“Good.”

 

The owner is the one who answers.

 

"The more people, the more fun!"

 

"Then... okay."

 

The collecting continues day in and day out. Upon receiving an answer they liked,

they clapped loudly before bursting into laughter at the answer they had just

received.

 

I'm happy too.

 

Joyful...while also causing a great deal of confusion...

 

When I started to realise... why did I feel that "sting" feeling at first? I mean... if

Sasom didn't want me to go simply because he didn't want me to go, not because of

my parents, I should have accepted that reason calmly, not felt that sting. Who would feel that way? And I was even happy... that Sasom actually wanted me to go...

What is wrong with me?

 

What the heck is going on?!

 

After saying their goodbyes, as the older brother had errands to run in the afternoon, Sasom asked Inn to see his brother off in his place, while he himself hadn't even showered yet.

 

"What the hell is going on, Inn!"

 

The moment the elevator doors closed, the brother who had been sitting calmly all

along burst into loud swearing and a frantic question, his face a look of panic, as if he were about to go "mad." But the listeners were not alarmed. On the contrary, they burst into laughter, showing no regard for their master, who was their older brother.

"Haha, you mean the story about you and Mr Posin, right?"

 

Because they knew exactly what topic the other person would bring up in the

conversation.

 

"That's right. I can't believe Lek could be like this."

 

Ngen had seen his younger brother in all his forms, even knowing his "Peach Lover"

mode well. But what he saw today was "different." It wasn't that his brother had

never had anyone stay overnight in his room before, but how many people had he

asked to help make breakfast, and praised their cooking so enthusiastically with

sparkling eyes?

 

Even while sitting at the same table, Ngern remained calm and composed, without

making a fuss. But who knew that he was so stunned that he held his breath for

several moments, especially when he saw the two kids serving food to each other?

It had never happened before. It's a miracle!

 

"It's been so long since I've seen Lek so lively."

 

While asking the question, Ngern pondered for a moment. If he were to guess, the

last time...it might have been when the source was still there...

 

"That's right. Even when he was dating Tonnam, it wasn't like this."

 

...True

 

Ngern started to agree in his heart because, upon reflection, for Tonnam, that man

was the kind of "fire" that Sasom liked, but also too "intense" to find peace with. Many times, Ngern had to watch his younger brother be consumed by it until he was barely himself. That could never be called vibrant.

 

"It seems like you, Mr Sasom, have finally found the right person."

 

It's contradictory, but it would be difficult to agree with my younger brother's

assistant on another matter, because the truth I just learned yesterday is a different

truth altogether.

 

“But...” Ngern, who seemed delighted at the sight of his younger brother, turned to the person standing behind him with a worried expression. “You know, don’t you, Inn, that Lek knows Tonnam’s whereabouts?”

 

"Ha?!"

 

To be this shocked means that Inn probably doesn't know what's going on yet.

 

"So, you've decided to accept the job at Mr Long's airline, huh?!"

 

The person who had just delivered the big news nodded in agreement.

 

"I just received it yesterday."

 

"So that means you, Sasom, will be returning..."

 

"I don't know, Inn. I'm not sure myself."

 

Seeing these pictures today makes me even more uncertain. One can only hope that his younger brother will choose the path that leads to true happiness....

 

Above the glass-enclosed rooftop of a luxurious condominium in the heart of Bangkok stands a striking infinity pool. This exclusive space is not accessible to everyone; it's a "special" area for VIP members who have spared no expense in indulging their "dark side."

 

Tonight is a "Halloween Party," something that hasn't been held in a long time. The

five main figures, sons of billionaire families with extremely busy schedules, have

finally found time to be together. This party, offering complete freedom in eating,

drinking, and debauchery, is a welcome sight for the VIP members who have been

eagerly awaiting it.

 

"I'll have two champagnes, please."

 

One of the five main figures, reclining by the pool, called for a drink from a waiter.

Upon receiving it, he handed a glass to another male friend lying beside him.

 

"Thank you."

 

The man who just received a champagne glass from Sasom was "Vic," one of the five main organisers of this Halloween party, and also Sasom's close friend since

kindergarten.

 

"Where's your kid? Why hasn't he arrived yet?"

 

"You bastard, slap yourself in the mouth right now!"

 

Vik immediately covered his mouth as instructed, because if his close friend spoke in

that tone, it meant he wasn't joking; he was serious and ready to punch him right

away.

 

"Sorry, sorry. I used to talk big."

"Call him Po. Don't talk big too often, or your mouth will crack."

 

"Sorry, Dad."

 

The person who had done wrong pretended to apologise profusely, but was then

subjected to a series of pranks that left him reeling and led him to beat someone up.

 

"Hey, what the hell? Why did you kick your friend?"

 

But before they could say anything more, another close friend, "Thana," one of the

five main leaders, joined them. He playfully nudged his friend, the famous actor, with his foot before settling back on an empty chair by the pool.

 

"It's that damn Vic; he has a foul mouth."

 

"I didn't mean to!" Vic quickly defended himself for his careless remark.

 

"You know, this boy is someone that Sasom really loves and wants to marry. If you

don't want to get yelled at, just call him 'your wife,' maybe that'll cheer you up."

 

After they finished speaking, Thana and Vic burst into laughter, unlike the person who had been teased, who showed no reaction except to keep craning their neck to look towards the entrance, unable to hide their worry, because the person they were

talking about still hadn't arrived.

 

....Why aren't you hurrying to follow me?

 

I can't help but feel annoyed when I think about it. Actually, I intended to go up with

Po, but because my friends were rushing me, and Po hadn't even showered yet, the

soft-bodied guy told me to go up first. I missed the chance to see what colour

swimming trunks Po would be wearing.

 

It's nothing really, just that if the colour fades or the fabric is too thin, they'll let you

exchange it. There are a lot of dangerous people around here, mostly Turks. If you get kidnapped and assaulted, you could track down and kill the guy until he ends up in jail.

 

"Call him if you're so worried."

 

Vic, who had been observing his friend's condition from the beginning, suggested an

idea he himself agreed with. The sky was dark, many people were arriving, and the

music had started; it was finally time for Po to arrive.

 

"Hello"

But before Sasom could even reach for his phone, someone else walked in and stood

palely at their feet.

 

The three men were all impressed by the man's physique; he had nice, rounded

buttocks, the type all three found appealing. Thana, whose striking red hair stood out, was the one who asked the question.

 

"How can we help you?"

 

"It's not that extreme," the other person chuckled softly. "I just wanted to ask if I

could 'suck' you a little, would that be alright?"

 

Such blunt and straightforward language is typical of Halloween parties. Besides the

fact that what happens there is top secret, everyone is forced to wear blindfolds. Not knowing who is who, or even pretending not to know, only increases the boldness of everyone at the party.

 

"So, whose [penis] do you want to suck?"

 

This time, the question was from Vic. He raised both arms for support, arching his

lower body as if to show off the "size" of his bright yellow swimming trunks.

 

“This person.”

 

But the result was so unexpected that Vic almost recoiled, because the pale-skinned

man pointed directly at his middle friend, Sasom, who looked like he was "standing

tall" even though he wasn't erect yet.

 

It's no surprise the result turned out that way. Although all three have similar

proportions, when considering the overall collectable figure, it's clear his body

possesses an irresistible allure that can arouse sexual desire in anyone who sees it.

Even fully clothed, he's enough to make one swallow hard; now, with only black swim

trunks left, how could anyone resist?

 

"What's up, friend?"

 

"No," Sasom shook his head. "Please, someone else. I'm waiting for someone."

 

“So?”

 

If they removed their masks, the three men would clearly see each other's "lost face."

 

But they couldn't leave now, like someone who's mounted a tiger and it's hard to get

off. So the fair-skinned man pointed to Thana as his new target.

 

“So you?”

 

“Make yourself comfortable.”

 

As soon as permission was given, the redhead's grey swim trunks were pulled down,

revealing a penis of a size just right for the pale-skinned person to put in their mouth.

 

He was so jealous of his friend that it was obvious. He glanced at the scene briefly

before turning his attention back to the entrance, while Vic, beside him, kept

muttering incessantly, showing his frustration.

 

However... the fun at the event seemed to "come to a standstill" the moment someone else walked in....

 

All eyes turned to the owner of the beautiful body, which aroused "lust" in everyone's

hearts at first glance. The figure, wearing dark red swimming trunks, walked gracefully and naturally, oblivious to everyone's gaze. He looked around for a while, searching for someone, before his sharp, beautiful eyes beneath the mask.

 

It made "something" beneath Sasom's swim trunks... become erect with every step

that person took towards him...