It was a bright Saturday morning at the café, and Phawin was arranging a new batch of pastries while humming softly to himself. The usual warmth of the café mixed with the aroma of coffee, creating the perfect cozy atmosphere. Today, though, Phawin felt a strange flutter in his chest—an unusual nervous energy that had nothing to do with the customers.
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Achin arrived shortly after, dripping slightly from the light drizzle outside. His dark eyes scanned the café, landing on Phawin, who quickly looked down, cheeks already tinged pink.
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“Morning,” Achin said casually, though the teasing edge in his tone made Phawin’s heart skip.
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“G-Good morning,” Phawin stammered, almost dropping a plate of croissants. Achin leaned closer to steady the tray. Their hands brushed… and spark!
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A sudden burst of soft, golden light flickered from Phawin’s hand. He froze. Achin blinked, surprised, as the café around them seemed to shimmer slightly.
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“What… was that?” Achin asked, raising an eyebrow.
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“I-I… I don’t know!” Phawin whispered, panicking slightly. His heart pounded. “I think… it’s magic?”
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Before they could discuss it further, the magic took on a life of its own. Across the café, a customer suddenly felt a strong, uncontrollable attraction—blushing furiously at a stranger who had just walked in. A latte was knocked over, causing another customer to stumble and squeal, and tiny sparks of golden light floated around like mischievous fireflies.
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Achin blinked, then smirked. “So… this is your magic, huh? Cute… and chaotic.”
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Phawin’s ears turned bright pink. “I-I didn’t mean to! It just… happens sometimes…”
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The mishap only escalated when Phawin accidentally touched a nearby sugar jar. It levitated briefly, hovering in the air before spinning around and sprinkling sugar over Achin’s head. Achin froze for a moment, then shook his head, laughing softly. “You’re impossible.”
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Phawin scrambled to clean up the mess, tripping slightly, and fell into Achin’s arms. Their faces were inches apart. Phawin’s heart pounded, and he could feel Achin’s warmth radiating toward him.
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“You’re… fine,” Achin said softly, steadying him. “Though… maybe you’re more trouble than I expected.”
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Phawin’s blush deepened. “I-I’m sorry… I’ll… I’ll fix it…”
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Achin chuckled, brushing a strand of hair from Phawin’s damp forehead. “You don’t need to fix anything. This… chaos… it suits you.”
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By the end of the morning, the café was a mess—spilled drinks, startled customers, and lingering magical sparks everywhere. But Achin stayed with Phawin, teasing him gently, helping him clean, and sharing quiet laughs amid the chaos.
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As they finished, Achin leaned closer and whispered, “You know… only someone like you could make a café this chaotic… and still make me fall for you.”
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Phawin’s heart swelled. Despite the magical mishaps, the teasing, and the chaos, he realized that the sparks—both magical and emotional—were what made their bond feel alive.
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And so, their romance deepened—not just through shy smiles or stolen glances, but through laughter, chaos, and the unmistakable magic that seemed to follow Phawin wherever he went.
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