Blue-gray clouds wander in the sky without disturbance, bringing new hope to Tiwa's heart while resembling peace. He stays on the balcony and watches the clouds pass by, admiring the fresh pictures in the sky. Witnessing such beauty is still heartwarming, so he winks at the morning sun and smiles, just the barest upturned crook of his lips.
He feels like he is grinning like a fool. He can't seem to help it; it's just what his mouth wants to do when he sees Pravat, who is talking to their manager outside the hotel. He smiles then, thinking his heart can't possibly take it. But he somehow survives, and when a loud thud is heard, he falls near cardiac arrest with the suddenness of it and freaks out.
Putting his hand on his chest, he takes slow breaths and tries to calm down. He is sure it is the assurance of someone invading his hotel room, so he needs to check it out, but... His eyes glance down at Pravat longingly, and he frowns at not having to lengthen the moment. But it soon fades away when Pravat turns to smirk knowingly and wink at him. Tiwa's heart flutters in his stomach at getting caught red-handed.
He turns around immediately, his cheeks flushing with color and a smile spreading across his face. He doesn't understand what has suddenly come over him. He has always had feelings for Pravat since childhood, but he never acted like a lovesick puppy before. Everything feels different now like he's slowly breaking free from the circle he has trapped himself in. But why?
The bubble he is in breaks when he hears someone making these gross, hacking noises from the back of their throat. "Oh shit! I forgot to check it out," he mutters, following the sound and finding Kiat tackling Kay to the floor with no fanfare or warning, but that's how he moves.
Tiwa runs his hand through his hair with a sigh, shaking his head and humming deep in his chest. "What are they? Five?! If anyone asks me, I will definitely say yes."
Kay knocks Kiat away, and then the two of them grapple around on the floor like a pair of rabid toddlers, shouting and growling and being far too boisterous for eight o'clock in the morning. They only quiet down when Jaran comes back from the bathroom, throws a wet towel in their direction, and threatens to step on their faces if they don't quiet down.
Lying in a heap on the floor, they calm and exchange curses under their breath. Tiwa's face lights up with a wide, genuine smile as he feels a weight lifted off his shoulders that he hasn't felt in a long time. He missed this feeling. He missed how it felt. His gaze shifts to Jaran, who stands in the doorway of the bathroom, glaring at them but also grinning from ear to ear alongside him.
"He's the one who pushed me first," Kay says, hauling into an upward sitting position.
"I didn't." Kiat rolls his eyes and shoves at Kay's cheek, knocking his head to one side.
"You're a freak!" Kay yells, slapping the other's shoulder harshly.
The fight starts again with that impact, and they don't care about anything other than themselves. Wanting to control the two betas, Jaran threatens them again and pretends to do what he's saying. With that, they both get to their feet and run out of the room without letting the siblings know the purpose of their invasion. But the siblings don't care. They look at each other and laugh loudly.
***
Pravat plops down in one of the lawn chairs by the swimming pool, playing with his Bambi necklace as he eagerly stares at Tiwa's balcony. He hopes to see him again and flirt with him until he can make his cheeks turn red. Earlier, he managed to succeed in his endeavor, but Tiwa quickly disappeared like a deer, darting into the underbrush to avoid embarrassment.
Since then, Pravat has waited, but Tiwa doesn't seem to care about his alpha, the one who longs for him and protects him from all difficulties. He frowns and tugs at the necklace frustratedly, but he makes sure not to ruin it. "Such a bad omega, but my omega!" He mutters, and the last word contains a trace of happiness that flutters in his heart. He brings the necklace to his lips and presses a kiss on it.
"Since when do lovers start to share things?" Decha asks, walking cautiously across and sitting on another lawn chair.
Pravat rolls his eyes and puts the necklace down, not wanting to answer. Why does he? Just because Decha is helping doesn't mean he needs to respond to all the stupid questions. Some things must stay within him to make them unique and beautiful.
"You don't need to tell if you don't want to," Decha says, leaning back and turning to glance at the swimming pool with wonder in his eyes. "Hmm… What is your plan for the next concert?"
Pravat sighs and starts hammering out all the details for the next three weeks, explaining what to do and how to do it. His plan remains unchanged, as he has already made everything perfect and precise. He has also prepared some backup plans in case anything goes wrong, especially with other competitors targeting Tiwa. With all aspects considered, there is no need to worry about anything.
"After that.." Decha turns his face up, looking at Pravat with an earnestness that belies his usual carefree demeanor. "I mean, have you two lovers planned anything to come out after that?"
Pravat winces at the sudden shift in conversation, and Decha realizes with a start that his ongoing attempt to annoy the alpha to death is going down the tubes. Not wanting to satisfy the omega, Pravat stays silent for a while. Even if he keeps his composure, the wheels in his head are running to Decha's question because it is important that he cares about it.
Decha shakes his head and laughs, the bright sound distracting Pravat from his gloomy thoughts. He gets up from the lawn chair and waves a hand before moving. His feet cover only a little distance before he stops and looks over his shoulder. "I feel you two will become a couple before the end of this tour!" With that, he walks away and leaves Pravat stunned and slack-jawed, with his heart pounding in his chest.
Pravat stares in awe until Decha is out of sight, noticing a weird smile on the omega's lips as he walks away, which doesn't seem quite right. It appears as though he knows or guesses something that Pravat doesn't realize. "Is this omega hiding other plans behind my back?" A sudden thought occurs to Pravat and alerts him to be cautious, even if Decha's words bring pleasure to his heart and make him wish they were true.