The morning sun streamed through the café windows, turning the rain-slick streets into a shimmer of gold. Phawin arranged the pastries while trying to calm his nerves after Kael’s visit the day before.
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“Relax, Phawin,” one of his female friends said, nudging him gently. “It’s just a café… and Achin. He’s harmless.”
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Phawin flushed, adjusting his apron. “I… I just… I don’t want to mess up.”
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Before he could overthink it further, Achin arrived, leaning casually against the counter as usual. His dark eyes scanned the café before settling on Phawin, who felt his heart flutter uncontrollably.
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“You look… focused today,” Achin teased, a smirk tugging at his lips. “Cute and responsible. Dangerous combination.”
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Phawin’s blush deepened. “I-I’m just… doing my job,” he mumbled, ducking his head.
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Just then, Achin’s friends walked in—two males and one female, all with teasing smiles and a hint of mischief.
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“Achin, you’re late!” one friend exclaimed. “And who’s this?”
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“This is Phawin,” Achin said, introducing him. “He works here.”
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Kael’s rivalry was still on Achin’s mind, but his friends seemed more curious than competitive. They noticed Phawin’s shy demeanor immediately, exchanging whispers and amused glances.
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“You two… hmm, interesting,” Achin’s female friend said, winking at him. “He’s cute. I like him.”
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Phawin’s ears turned pink, and he shuffled behind the counter instinctively. Achin’s protective gaze softened. “Phawin’s mine,” he said casually, though his tone carried warmth and reassurance.
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Meanwhile, Phawin’s friends had also gathered around. His male friend nudged him playfully: “See? They all like you. You’re in trouble, little one.”
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Phawin whispered back, flustered, “I-I only like Achin…”
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That afternoon, the café became a lively hub of laughter, teasing, and introductions. Phawin’s friends shared funny stories about him, making Achin laugh quietly. Achin’s friends teased both of them, asking subtle questions about their growing connection.
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Even families got involved. Phawin’s older sister popped in with a box of homemade cookies, smiling at Achin. “You’re the one he’s always talking about, right?” she said knowingly. Achin’s mother, visiting for the first time, raised an eyebrow at Phawin’s shy demeanor. “So you’re the reason he’s blushing all the time?”
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Amidst all the teasing, laughter, and occasional awkwardness, Phawin and Achin found small moments of intimacy. A hand brushed accidentally while passing coffee, a shared glance that lingered too long, quiet words exchanged over pastries.
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And of course, Phawin’s cupid magic couldn’t stay dormant. A spark flickered as he handed Achin a latte, causing a nearby customer to sneeze and blush uncontrollably, which led to a fit of giggles from everyone around. Achin raised an amused eyebrow but didn’t stop smiling at Phawin.
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By the end of the day, Phawin realized that while friends and family added chaos, support, and teasing, they also strengthened his connection with Achin. The playful interactions, laughter, and occasional meddling created a warm, vibrant world around them—one where their shy, cute love could quietly grow amidst the noise.
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As they closed the café, Achin reached out, holding Phawin’s hand gently. “See? No matter the chaos, we’re fine… together.”
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Phawin’s heart swelled. He nodded, squeezing Achin’s hand back, feeling the certainty that no one—rival, friends, or family—could shake the bond that was slowly, irreversibly forming between them.
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