To say it’s been a long day would be an understatement. Between the performances and the interview portions and the endless stream of fans, Zee is exhausted. He can feel the ache set in, his back one tense line of pain that he can’t shake free of. It drives home the fact he’s getting older, that his youth is slowly but surely sifting through his fingers until all he’s left with is the memory of having more energy. A memory that feels distant, his tiredness a shroud that falls over him, clinging tightly even as he tries to focus his attention on Saint.
He looks beautiful. He always looks beautiful.
Source: our moment slows (in the palm of your hand), by Grave, typetharns – เพราะรักใช่ป่าว | Why R U?: The Series (TV) RPF [Archive of Our Own]
Exquisitely crafted, this creates a gorgeous mood, slow and sweet and hot as anything.
“Hey Mister Bear,” Saint says, taking his hand.
“Hey,” Zee says back, his voice a little rough.
Saint looks theatrically to the left and right, then bends down to Zee’s ear and says, “I wish I could kiss you right now.” It’s so incongruous, given all they’ve been doing, that Zee wants to laugh, but at the same time he feels a squeeze around his heart. He thinks he knows what Saint means. He wishes it too.
Source: The secret is not minding what you don’t understand, by marginalia – เพราะรักใช่ป่าว | Why R U?: The Series (TV) RPF [Archive of Our Own]
These two boys have the most amazing chemistry, and this ficlet feels way too plausible… 😉