Police in Love

The Saturday morning air was cool and refreshing. A cool breeze from the east filtered through the soft sunlight, adding a refreshing touch to the atmosphere. It should have been the perfect morning to snuggle up under the covers and relax. But for the Dragon, it wasn't like that.

 

"Little Dragon, are you fit? You're running so early in the morning," FakFaeng greeted when he saw the youngest police sergeant in a maroon tracksuit that reflected the first light of day.

 

"Yes, I feel uncomfortable somehow."

 

Mangkorn replied with a smile, but he knew deep down that this was not the real reason.

 

Because who would have known that waking up in the morning would bring face-to-face with the handsome face of the police lieutenant that was so close that you could almost touch it. His warm breath, blowing on you constantly, made your heart beat so hard it nearly exploded since early morning. And to find something to make this crazy feeling go away, a maroon police warm-up suit and your favourite running shoes were put on. Put on and leave the house before the sun rises above the horizon.

 

My heart has been working hard since morning.

 

"I'm going to go run first, Phi Faeng."

 

“Go, run carefully, or you’ll fall in love.”

 

“Who would I fall in love with? You’re talking so weird.”

 

“Isn’t that guy over there?”

 

Fakfang teased and pointed behind him. Mangkorn turned to look, and as soon as he saw him, he had to turn his head away quickly. His light brown eyes flickered slightly at the sight before him. The tall figure of Inspector Thiar appeared in his line of sight. A thin white t-shirt clung to his body, revealing his clear proportions. Running shorts and running shoes looked tight and matched well, adding to the Inspector's charm.

 

“Why are you waking up so early?” The dragon muttered to himself softly before pretending not to care, but his heart was beating irregularly.

“Hurry up, someone will catch up with you.”

 

The slender legs hurriedly ran along the path, trying not to look back. But before they had even completed one lap, the sound of heavy footsteps came closer, along with someone catching up. Closely beside the body; if the person still wants to keep a distance, quicken the pace and sweep the legs faster before the person who follows can say good morning.

 

Tell me, "When you woke up to run, you didn't call me." Then why did you have to call me?

 

The small person tried to ignore him, not speaking or answering questions, running about a body length ahead of the handsome police officer, but the moaning and groaning sounds coming from behind caused the slender legs to stop immediately

 

“Ah, ow.”

 

“Inspector!”

 

The dragon turned around in shock. The sight of the tall figure of Thiartha collapsed to the ground, his face twisted in shock. He was automatically shocked. His slender legs hurriedly stepped back towards him with concern.

 

“Is something wrong?”

 

“Ugh, it hurts again.”

 

"Where is it, Inspector?"

 

The clear, round eyes tried to look at the wound.

 

The body, but no injury was found, and suddenly... the dragon. Finally, he was fooled when the older one's big hand reached out, grabbed the smaller one, and placed it on his left chest.

 

"It hurts here," he replied in a soft voice, his smile intentionally trying to melt the listener's heart.

 

"Why are you playing like this?" But the younger one replied with an annoyed tone.

“It really hurts.”

 

They say the eyes are the windows to the soul. Thiartha was showing it off to the fullest, bringing out his Casanova abilities all his life. His sapphire eyes looked at the boy's face with a sweet, loving gaze. They were so gentle that it made the heart flutter.

 

“I want to be in the eyes of the dragon.”

 

"Y-Don't joke around." The dragon turned his head away.

 

“If I made you upset, I apologise.”

 

"Sergeant, are you okay? I'm going to go back and run. Excuse me."

 

I don't want to hear an apology from this person... Then what's the point in apologising? The trembling returned, but he could not forget how cunning and flirtatious the police officer named Thiarthan was known for. 

 

Mangkorn quickly regained his composure and took his slender hand back. Then, he stood up and immediately started running.

 

Even though he had told himself in his heart not to pay attention, the red colour spread across his cheeks. His wicked heart seemed to be beating wildly at the sweet words.

 

Don't be a dragon, don't let your heart get hurt again.

 

All intention to run was completely destroyed. The slender legs suddenly changed direction and went straight home. But when they arrived, they were surprised again because there was a lot of food on the table, and the same person who had liked to play with their hearts a moment ago followed them in.

 

“I made breakfast for the dragon.”

 

"In case you're hungry."

 

The ex-husband was pushing Mangkorn to sit down with all his might. The shrimp congee was colourful and delicious with a fragrant smell. A tempting aroma wafts out and hits the nose.

 

“Let's eat together.”

 

Why was the sergeant speaking so rudely? However, he didn't want to ask. To relieve his annoyance, the dragon sat down and scooped a bowl of shrimp congee into his mouth. Although he didn't want to admit it, the taste was so good that it was hard to refuse.

 

While the person sitting opposite seemed extremely happy, his hands were not in sync with his eyes, as his sharp gaze was fixed on the person in front of him with a happy smile.

 

“Eat a lot. I’m determined to do it.”

 

“I don't see how to do it.”

 

"I want to make this dragon." There is no "you" in front of it as usual.

 

“It’s okay. I can make a living on my own.”

 

“Why? I just want to be a good husband.”

 

Cough, cough!

 

The words caused him to choke immediately. The dragon quickly grabbed a glass of water to take a sip to remedy the situation before looking at the speaker with an expression of disbelief.

 

“Ex-husband!”

 

How dare the police officer say that he's his husband? He even has divorce papers. Has his mind gone back to normal?

 

“It really hurts when I hear it.”

 

"It's the police lieutenant's business."

 

I don't want to talk to you anymore. I still feel angry about being yelled at that day.

 

It's gone.

 

The owner of the house bent down to continue eating, completely ignoring the person sitting opposite him, not even turning to look at him for a split second. But then his eyes suddenly caught sight of the silver ring on the other person's left ring finger.

 

Why do you still include it?

 

The slender eyebrows furrowed unconsciously. Moreover, the sergeant's left palm had a suspicious bruise.

 

Don't ask. Even if you want to know, you won't ask. But some people know...

 

“Dragon, what are you wondering about?”

 

"Or look at my hand?" Thiartha said in a smooth tone. The big hand is raised deliberately to show the ring more clearly. 

 

“I don’t want to take it off. It makes me think of you.”

 

The words "I miss you" spoken so directly caused the dragon to pause for a moment before his eyes averted, not wanting to look at the scene in front of him. Many doubts ran through his mind.

 

Why do you say that? What does the sergeant want?

 

“As for the repeat marks…” The deep voice softened until it almost broke, and he said, "I hurt myself so that it hurts less than my heart.”

 

One day, he sat on his wide bed, so empty, as if something were missing—no smile, no laughter, no dragon. 

 

To vent his emotional instability, the owner of the thick hand repeatedly smashed it against the wall, hoping to feel the pain in his body. However, it was his heart that hurt even more.

 

Is this what is called bad luck? Missing someone can kill them more than you might think. I have had many different girlfriends; I can't remember the names, but I fell off the horse because of a junior that I used to train.

 

"Then why did you do it?"

 

 I know it hurts.

 

“It hurts, but in the end, it doesn’t help at all because I still miss the dragon.”

 

The dragon could only sit there stunned, not knowing how to respond. A variety of feelings rushed through his mind. The resentment he had felt was starting to be replaced by something he didn't dare call agitation.

 

“It’s over, so let it be.”

 

Thiartha stared at the scene before him with an indescribable feeling. His once-steady, sharp eyes suddenly wavered. The guilt was so overwhelming that he could hardly bear it.

 

He didn't want to wait any longer. Even though he liked to create an atmosphere, if he waited until then, he might die.

 

“I didn't want to divorce the dragon. I just thought it would keep you safe. I thought I did the right thing, but it ended up being the biggest regret of my life.”

 

“I’m sorry, Dragon.”

 

“There’s no need to apologise. After six months, we’ll have to get divorced anyway.”

 

Yes, it must be in accordance with the contract...

 

The younger one replied in a calm tone, not even looking up. The rice porridge on the beautiful plate was being pushed around. His lips were tightly pursed, trying not to let the emotions that were rushing through him turn into tears.

 

"I know I'm not a very good person. I may be a playboy, I may be cunning, but with a dragon... I'm the most serious person in my life," the sergeant continued, his voice starting to tremble.

 

“I don’t know when it started. I admit that I don’t want to get married, but ever since the dragon came along, I haven’t even thought about looking at anyone else. I don’t even care about pretty girls.” Even though I tried to pay attention, I couldn’t.

 

“Especially when the dragon took the bullet for me, I almost went crazy. If anything happens to you, I will never forgive myself.”

 

"The more that Saming took you, the more I feared losing you. I was very afraid. My fear made me think that I was the one who caused you to go through all this." Thiartha paused to take a breath before finally speaking the sentence that had been on his mind all along.

 

“I don’t want anything to happen to you again, Dragon. I love you. I love you to death.”

 

All my feelings were poured out. All my Casanova looks were gone. I had nothing left. I wanted the person in front of me to know the truth and all my feelings.

 

"I fell in love with a dragon. I fell in love with my wife.”

 

“I really love you.”

 

His round eyes widened as the words poured out. His heart, which had been trying so hard to be strong, trembled to the point of almost collapsing. His round face slowly lifted to the handsome face, confused.

 

Fell in love with him like that...

 

This is Inspector Thiartha?

 

“Can you give me a chance?”

 

The serious look in his eyes and tone could no longer be concealed. In Thiartha's heart, he was also just as afraid. The dragon kept quiet and didn't say anything. From then on, if his younger brother wasn't ready, he couldn't force him.

 

“Dragon.”

 

His little heart was beating fast with a certain feeling. He couldn't deny that he, too, had fallen in love with this cunning Inspector. So many thoughts were swirling around in his head that it was hard to put them into words.

 

Sadness filled his beautiful eyes. He wanted to try opening his heart, but he couldn't be sure.

 

This Flirtatious person. This crafty person. Can it really be stopped?

 

"Will the sergeant return to Chiang Mai today?"