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SIR, MA'AM, I AM ON MY KNEES WAITING FOR THIS SPECIFIC EPISODE TO AIR.

But till then I will have to be a good and patient girl 🙇🏻‍♀️

This Love Doesn't Have Long Beans

JJ saw that Methas was lonely once (1) and said that it wasn't gonna fly no matter how annoying and aggravating his new boyfriend patient was.

Anyway so JJ is a cat person who sees an abandoned cat on the side of the streets and adopts it the second he lays eyes on it confirmed

THATS MY MAN!!!!!! PRETTY BOY EXTREME SINCE EN OF LOVE

Geez Benz calm the fuck down. There was no need

caramel — nubnueng x kluea

after chef oab handed the restaurant to plawan, even after knowing the whole truth about his deal with methas, kluea goes to the only place where he is sure that he will be fine.

[ https://archiveofourown.org/works/59363989 ]

WAIT A MINUTE THATS... FANTASTIC???? i only thought about kluer x nueng but this?? this is a masterpiece!!!

Imagine Kluer and Punsib going to a bar to drown their sorrows over both of them liking Plawan but him being with Oab.

They run into Auto who is also there to drown his sorrows, originally over being kicked out of the competition. But, he also has a lot of regrets over the way he treated Punsib, especially because he did like him but didn’t know how to act around him. They invite him to sit with them and when he realizes why they’re drinking he feels even worse.

Punsib is in love with Plawan.

Sometimes he would let his brain run wild with the possibility that Pumsib liked him, he was always so smiley and nice to him, always wanting to get close; but now he realizes that’s just how Punsib is and he would never like him.

As the night goes on and the bottles start accumulating on the table, they get closer and closer, a weird tension flowing amongst them. And then Kluer is pulling Punsib in for a kiss.

Wet. Messy. And Punsib is making noises that should not be allowed in public.

Auto has seen enough. He can’t take it Punsib choosing someone else over him twice (even though he never made it obvious he was interested). He gets up to leave but Punsib’s hand shoots out, grabbing him by the wrist, keeping him there, forcing him to watch them. And then Punsib pulls away from Kluer’s mouth, a string of saliva connecting their lips and he turns to Auto, moves closer to him, looks up at him with shiny eyes but waits. Waits for Auto to make the first move, even in his drunken state he doesn’t want to do something he is not comfortable with.

And, for once, Auto takes the plunge. He pulls Punsib in by his,probably, ridiculously expensive shirt and slots their lips together. He can feel more hands than he should feeling him up and it takes him a while to figure out those extra hands belong to Kluer who’s glueing himself to his back, feeling up his arms, his chest, his stomach.

“My turn” Kluer whispers in his ear (or tries to whisper, it comes out much louder than that) as Punsib pulls away from the kiss and before Auto can realize what’s happening, Kluer is tilting his head and kissing him.

And wow, okay, Kluer kisses like an alpha. Not that Auto usually cares about these things, he’s a beta and pretty much has always dated betas. But Punsib kisses like an omega, needy, soft, letting him guide him. Kluer is all teeth and tongue and hands all over him, he’s holding him in place and taking what he wants. It’s dizzying, in a good way. But uncomfortable, he has to turn around in Kluer’s arms to make it easier for him to continue kissing him. And then Punsib, sweet, sweet Punsib is kissing the back of his neck, covering him in his scent in a fashion that screams possessiveness. Omegas can be as possessive as alphas after all.

Before things can go any further they’re leaving the bar, desperately trying to get a taxi to Kluer’s - he lives the closest. But they’re not having any luck and Punsib is getting desperate, mouthing at Kluer’s neck, begging him to take him home. To take them home.

Kluer calls the only person he knows will pick up his drunk ass at 3 in the morning and not threaten to kill him. Nueng shows up 15 minutes later.

He watches with a knowing smile as the three of them pile up in the backseat. It doesn’t take them long to start kissing again, shameless hands running along each other’s bodies. He’ll have to air out the car for hours to get rid of the scent of arousal that’s permeating the backseat.

Nueng walks them upstairs. He knows there’s three of them but they’re all drunk and there’s only one alpha, a tiny one at that, he wants to make sure nothing bad happens to them.

“Phi, wanna stay over?” Kluer says, slurring his words, but oh so inviting, squeezing Nueng’s bicep and looking at him like he wants to eat him.

And Nueng is just a man. But he is a good man.

“You’re all too drunk for my taste, ducklings. Call me tomorrow and I’ll take you all out to eat.”

He kisses each of their cheeks for good measure before walking out of the apartment. He hasn’t even reached the elevator yet when he starts hearing sinful noises coming from the apartment. He wishes he wasn’t a good man.

His goodness gets rewarded the next day when he takes them all to lunch, as promised. Halfway through the meal he feels a hand on his thigh. Kluer.

“Thank you for taking us home yesterday and for the food today,” Kluer says, voice low and sultry just like last night but without the slurring, “let us make it up to you?”

Nueng almost chokes on his rice when he feels a second hand on his other thigh. Punsib.

Nueng is a good man. But they’re sober now.

So he takes them home, his home. He doesn’t know it yet but it will become their home one day.

The food is left unfinished.