Captain’s POV

I look at the wall clock, it’s indicating that it’s pass midnight already but P’Mark and P’Gun aren’t back yet in P’Hyuk’s apartment. We let Nong Heemi go back home already with P’Wang Qing, P’Dayu, P’Title, Ai’Cooheart, Ai’Ohm, Ai’Fluke—and even thought P’Plan was complaining we also send him home with P’Mean. The people left in the apartment are me, White, P’Hyuk, and P’Donghae. I told White to go back already too but he told me that he rather stay with me.

The foods are long gone already and the dining table is sparkling clean, “What’s taking them long?” finally I voiced out my thoughts. P’Hyuk shakes his head, “You better hope na khrab that Nong Mark will be back whole,” P’ is right, “Whole? What do you mean Hyukkie? I don’t think Gun can kill him,” P’Donghae also joined the conversation while White isn’t saying anything. Instead, he is holding my hand tightly, “P’Gun—is scarier that P’Hyuk—when he is angry,” I said with voice full of concern.

There’s a reason why we normally let P’Gun off the hook and why P’Gun took good care of me and always got in trouble because of me—because you should never mess up with P’Gun. Actually, P’Hyuk wanted P’ to enroll in Engineering and make him the next head hazer but P’Gun loves music so much just like me. “But Gun looks—” “harmless?” P’Hyuk completed P’Donghae’s sentence, “He isn’t—not when he is that mad.”

We all stay silent after until we all heard the doorbell ringing. Without thinking twice, I let go of White’s hand and run towards the door. No one follows me, “P’Gun!” I said as soon as I open the door. He welcomes me with bright smile on his face—he looks—calm and normal, “Woie! Thank you na khrab Ai’Cap,” he said brightly at me—like what happened a while ago doesn’t exist.

He walked in the apartment while I am still confused followed by P’Mark. I grab P’s arm, “P’—” but he only shakes his head and smiles at me. I let go of P’ and eventually follows them inside right after the door closes.

I sit again beside White who gladly holds my hand again while P’Hyuk is standing beside P’Donghae. “Gun—are you okay?” P’Donghae asked calmly which I think is a good start. P’Gun on the other hand nods his head, “Chai P’—but woie—where are the foods na khrab P’? I am so hungry and I want to try the pad thai na P’,” I don’t know but this is too good to be true. When P’Gun is mad, he normally stays mad until the next day or until he vented out everything. This P’Gun in front of us is—so normal, “We put it in the kitchen—but hang on Ai’Gun—are you really okay? You were so mad a while ago and P’ got so worried,” P’Hyuk is trying to milk out the details of what possibly happened to P’Gun while he was talking to P’Mark.

“Ahm—P’Hyuk—Ai’Gun is okay na khrab and he just can’t control his emotions na P’.” And suddenly, P’Mark bows his head low, “I am sorry na khrab for ruining the dinner na P’. Ai’Gun and I talked already and I decided not to go back to Thailand. I will stay here with the rest of our friends na P’,” he’s still not lifting his head. I don’t understand why. I steal a glance at P’Gun and he looks so proud—but why? “Chai P’—so I am not mad anymore because I talked to P’Mark already,” I don’t know but P’Gun doesn’t make sense right now. He doesn’t make sense normally but this is—the worse.

P’Hyuk walks near P’Gun and put his hands on P’Gun’s shoulder, “Ai’Gun, look at me~” and P’Gun complies, “What happened?” and P’s laugher echoes in the apartment, “P’ why are you asking me like that na khrab? Nothing much happened—” then P’Gun shrugs away P’s hands and then walks near P’Mark who already lifted his head, “You said you will help me na khrab with this P’? But they keep on asking only me—this is so unfair na P’~” did I see it correctly? Did P’Gun actually act cute in front of P’Mark? What on Earth is happening?

P’Mark pinched P’Gun’s both cheeks which makes our breathing hitched—all of us—even P’Donghae and White, “Cute—okay khrab—I will tell them,” what the am I seeing right now?

I am even afraid of looking at P’Hyuk now, “Ahm—” P’Gun decided to look at us again but this time he is standing at P’Mark’s back—like P’ is trying to hide my brother, “Actually na khrab P’Hyuk—P’Donghae—Ai’White—Ai’Cap—” he looks at us one by one, “There was a misunderstanding between Ai’Gun and I since the last time I’ve been to your house na khrab,” in our house? “My birthday party?” P’Hyuk asked calmly. I hope P’ will really stay calm until the end.

“Chai P’—and Ai’Gun said something to me na khrab and I decided to stop following him for a while,” I am still catching up with the story so far, “But I cannot stay away from Ai’Gun—so I grabbed the opportunity to be his friend na khrab—rather than—his possible boyfriend,” I saw it—how P’Donghae grabbed P’Hyuk’s arm so suddenly. “He is very brave na khrab,” White whispered to me and I cannot agree more, “The bold P’Mark,” I whispered back.

On his back, P’Gun looks so contended and calm, “My ex-boyfriend na khrab—Best—” “Best?” but his composure ended the moment P’Mark mentioned P’Best name. P’ sighs deeply, “I mean—Ai’Best,” I raised my eyebrow. “Since when did P’Mark call P’Best as Ai’Best na khrab?” I asked my boyfriend—of course still whispering. White chuckled, “Right now—your brother is holding P’Mark na khrab on his neck—the untamed P’Mark is being tamed by Ai’Gun.” I chuckled by the way White sees the situation. I know he is rooting for P’Mark from the beginning anyway.

“He wanted us to start over again na P’ but I told him that I don’t have feelings for him anymore—and the person I love—is Ai’Gun now,” I close my eyes hoping to hear the good part of this story and not the bad part, “So—you are telling me—that you’ve been in love with my Ai’Gun for a long time?” I hitched my breath when I heard P’Hyuk’s voice. He is controlling it…trying not to shout or get mad. I know him and thank God P’Dongahe is probably by his side trying to calm him. “Chai P’ and I’ve been so honest with him na khrab about my feelings—besides, what’s the point of announcing it to the university if—” “YOU WHAT?!?” instantly I open my eyes and ready to jump in between incase P’Hyuk decided to use his fist rather than his mouth.

White holds my hand tightly making me stop my movement, “Look,” he said and when I look at them again, instantly P’Gun wasn’t on P’Mark’s back anymore, instead he is standing in between P’Mark and P’Hyuk. “P’—no, please!” but his eyes aren’t begging, it’s ready to fight.

‘What the is happening?’

I look at P’Hyuk and he isn’t happy about my P’Gun, definitely not happy about his actions, “I tricked Ai’Cap—” that suddenly came out of P’Mark’s mouth. Now they are all looking at me, even P’Gun—and he doesn’t look happy about my involvement, “Tricked me? What do you mean P’?” by the way, I hate the attention, “I know from the start na khrab that he will come to me and ask favor to me about his suitor that time—Ai’White—” now even my boyfriend is involved, “I didn’t know that Ai’White and Ai’Cap will ended up together but hey—I intimidated him for you na khrab Ai’ and did my best to know if he is serious about you or not—do you really think that I will put you in danger knowing that Ai’Gun will be sad if Ai’White will just hurt you,” I have mixed emotion right now.

I open my mouth, “Well—thank you?” I mean I am grateful that he loves my P’Gun so much that he doesn’t want even me to get in the wrong hands, “But P’—you scared me na khrab because suddenly—you wanted my P’Gun so—” “You punched me straight in the face.” He finished it for me and I nod, “You did what Ai’Cap?” but looks like I forgot to tell P’Gun about it, “I—punched him P’,” my voice is getting smaller and smaller, “He deserves it Ai’Gun—he said that he tricked our brother!” and now P’Hyuk is my reinforcement.

I want to speak up for myself but even White doesn’t want me too, “It’s wrong na P’—Mae told us na khrab that it’s bad to hit other people na khrab!” P’Gun voiced out his opinion but I don’t think P’Hyuk will let him off that easily, “And Pa said that you need to have a strong sense of justice na khrab!” “What justice P’? Why are you using hard words na khrab?” P’Gun looks behind, “What does he mean P’?” and now he is asking help from P’Mark.

“It means, it’s okay to defend someone or yourself na khrab if the other person is wrong,” and when did P’Mark learns how to talk to my P’Gun? “Okay okay—both of you—no more fighting~” and thankfully we have an angel with us. I stand up already and White cannot do anything about it though we stay in our place and didn’t try to move closer to my fighting brothers, “You are so childish P’,” I almost laugh by P’Gun’s accusation to P’Hyuk, “As if you aren’t one,” and P’Hyuk resorted back. Anyway, P’Mark pulled P’Gun to his back again, “I think—I know what’s happening,” White told me but his voice is only loud enough for me, “Aliawa P’?” I asked him and all I get is a smile.

I love your smile White but you cannot always escape with that smile—but okay—today is an exemption.

P’Doghae was able to pull P’Hyuk a bit far from P’Mark and P’Gun, “I confessed to Ai’Gun right after our soccer game na khrab—the reason? I love him and I don’t want anyone to look at him na khrab—if I will not claim him like that na P’Hyuk—everyone will go after him,” I can feel my shoulder moving because I am trying not to laugh loudly, “What did my P’Gun put himself into? That guy is very possessive na khrab,” I said while still trying to stop laughing. “Well—Ai’Gun got irritated of me na khrab and told me during your birthday party na P’Hyuk that he is straight and blah blah blah,” that story—I am still aware.

I look like and sound like a bystander rather than their brother, “Serves you right!” P’Hyuk hissed loudly but P’Mark isn’t done yet, “Since Ai’Best wanted us to be together again, I sort of—used him—to make Ai’Gun jealous,” I think, I wasn’t that shocked anymore because I know about P’Mark’s feelings toward P’Gun but still hearing it coming out from his mouth—I really want to clap my hands now for him being so honest.

“So I got jealous na khrab and then got mad because I thought P’Mark was really trying to be together again with P’Best and turns out P’Best wanted P’Mark to use him so that he will still get close to P’Mark—so P’Mark explained to me everything and now we are okay. I will not be jealous of P’Best now na woie because I don’t know that I can really be jealous,” P’Gun exerted his point about the conversation but I don’t think that’s helpful at all, I am so curious, “So—what now P’Gun? Why are you guys telling us about this and that—I don’t think it’s not only me who don’t understand na khrab the situation but also P’Hyuk—P’Donghae—and even White!” I demanded this time.

They cannot give us the story here and there and then what? That’s it? Because there’s no way that P’Mark will confess everything without any reason, “The point is—” P’Mark started, “I promised Ai’Gun to not keep anything from him anymore, not use Ai’Best anymore to make him jealous, explain to him things that he doesn’t understand and—” he looks directly at P’Hyuk. He even step closer to my P’Hyuk, “To tell P’Hyuk that—” he inhale sharply,

“Gun—decided—to be my—boyfriend now.”

That—I didn’t anticipate yet. White let go of my hand but instead, he hugs me from behind while putting his chin on my neck, “Calm down,” he whispered and danm I am trying to. I cannot look at P’Hyuk because I am certain that P’ isn’t okay with this. I can only look at both P’Mark and P’Gun—they are still standing but not behind one another but standing beside each other.

“Ai’Gun!”

“I’m sorry P’Hyuk—but I do love him na khrab~”

I decided, it’s about time, “White—I’m sorry but I really need to go there and talk to them,” I whispered to him. No matter how hard he tries to protect me, those two people are my dear brothers. I will not just stand here and watch the drama. A loud sigh and a kiss on the cheeks is what I get before he loosens his hug on me, “Sorry if—I cannot interfere na khrab. I know—you want me to be part of your family but—I don’t want your P’Hyuk to think that I am being nosy with your brothers’ stuff,” I will definitely go back to White next time and tell him about my family, but I understand why he doesn’t want to get involve for now. I kissed him back on his cheeks before walking towards my brothers—no in between my brothers.

“What do you even know about love Ai’Gun? This guy—said—he tricked your own brother—used his ex-boyfriend just to get you na khrab—don’t you feel afraid that he might tricked you too!?” seeing things up close, how P’Hyuk is close to losing his sanity and how P’Donghae holds his hand like he doesn’t want P’Hyuk to let go of him, and how P’Mark looks so alert like he is ready to jump to save P’Gun in case something happened—and above all—how P’Gun looks so determine. Like he is ready to fight for P’Mark.

Why are they fighting now? “He will not tricked me P’Hyuk—he loves me—” “YOU ARE SLOW AI’GUN! AND ALSO DUMB! YOU DON’T KNOW IF HE IS TELLING THE TRUTH RIGHT NOW OR NOT!! MY GOODNESS AI’GUN! WHY ARE YOU SO STUPID!?” I flinched, not because of the shout but because of the choice of words.

“If you may let me speak P’Hyuk—but you just crossed the line,” the scariest voice is from the guy standing beside P’Gun. I gulp loudly, “When Ai’Plan talked to me about maybe Ai’Gun feels so stupid for not telling him about Ai’Best and about my feelings—I got so stressed na khrab because I know what he told me was right. I did make him stupid—but I never accused him of being stupid! As your brother na khrab—you shouldn’t make him feel like he is really stupid!! or dumb!!” now P’Mark is on fight mode too.

“P’Hyuk~” I called him softly, “I want to be in between na khrab—but P’Mark is right. P’Gun—you shouldn’t say it to him na P’ because P’Gun—” I look at my other brother, “understands you,” and the first tears fall off from P’Gun—the strongest among the three of us. He looks so shocked and his mouth is parting wide open. He is also looking directly at P’Hyuk, “I didn’t mean to—” P’Hyuk said but P’Gun isn’t saying anything, instead those eyes are pouring out emotions that none of us have seen before.

P’Mark pulled P’Gun on his chest, “It’s okay,” he mumbled while patting P’Gun’s back and I feel petrified on my spot, “Ai’Gun—I—” I saw P’Hyuk’s hand ready to touch P’Gun but P’Mark glared at him. He isn’t afraid of anyone—not even to our oldest brother, “I respected you na khrab P’Hyuk…as Ai’Gun’s older brother. This—I am doing this na khrab—and informing you about our relationship status now—because Ai’Gun made me promise to tell you right away and not make the same mistake as Ai’Cap and Ai’White did—to let you have your peace of mind—but now…if you will only insult not only my feeling for Ai’Gun—but also Ai’Gun—then I don’t think I still need to explain myself any further P’. You just crossed the line—and right now—it’s not your feelings that’s my concern—but Ai’Gun’s feelings because there’s no way I will let him listen more…to all of this bulls!” That determination in his eyes, and the way he controls his emotion and also how he put P’Gun above everything is enough reason for me to believe that P’Mark—is seriously—and deeply in love with my brother.

I glance at P’Gun and his face is buried on P’Mark’s chest while his shoulders are shaking, I know—P’Hyuk hurts him this time, “Let’s call it a day P’Mark—” P’ looks at me and I can only show him my pleading eyes, “P’Hyuk,” now I look at P’Hyuk and also to P’Donghae, “Let’s talk again na khrab when you are all calm—especially P’Gun,” then I glanced back at my brother who’s still crying on P’Mark’s.

My heart is broken seeing him like this—just because P’Hyuk said those words to him—P’Hyuk seriously messed up this time but I know he didn’t mean it that way.

I feel White’s presence beside me. I sigh deeply and walk towards P’Hyuk and P’Donghae, “P’, I will talk to P’Gun—don’t worry about it. I will tell him that you didn’t mean to hurt him na khrab,” this shouldn’t be happening again. P’Hyuk can only nod his head while still looking at our brother. I glance at P’Donghae, “Please P’—take good care of P’Hyuk,” I begged him. Good thing P’Donghae understands me very well.

I shifted my attention to P’Mark, “P’—let’s go to P’Heechul’s house now. P’Gun—will not stay calm—not until he falls asleep na khrab,” I told him the trick. I know that P’Mark will listen to me because he knows how much I care for P’Gun, “I know—” then he pats P’Gun’s shoulder, “We will go now Ai’Gun,” his soft voice echoes in the apartment.

‘Just what exactly happened?’

Don’t worry—the drama is for a short while—I just feel like Hyukkie really crossed the line by calling Gun dumb and stupid. My heart hurts for my two babies fighting each other.