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2gether The Series, Chapter 10: Get Naught with each other

2gether The Series เพราะเราคู่กัน Phraa Rao Khuu Gan
2gether The Series, Chapter 10: Get Naught with each other

S: "Move over a bit, you noisy."


I suddenly froze. The word "noisy" echoes in my mind. Only one person would call me that... Him.
Just... Sarawat!!! When I realized this, I opened my eyes with a "brush".
"You are so... Annoying... Annoying..." The soft sound made me slowly rise from my pillow. but presents
What was in front of me, was not the pillow I thought it was, but the... Sarawat’s crotch!!!!!!!!!
WTF ff ffff!!!!!!!!! Kill me Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
This is the worst "good morning" I've had in two years! I'm worse than when I opened a Google porno.
The wait was still tense! I quickly rolled to the other side of the bed, my back already drenched in sweat.
Fong: "Good morning, baby." (The Three Male Leads) The hero greeted me in a bxtchy voice, which made me come out before I even thought about it.
"Good morning my dear, did you sleep well last night?"
F: "Not really."
T: "Why is that?"
F: "Sweetheart, someone pressed me all night."
Ohm & Perk: "People are so sorry-" this puzzling voice comes from a couple of guys pretending to be lovers Ohm and Perk, who are practically joking while there was a horror movie between me and Sarawat!
T: "Shit! Are you guys messing with me?" I asked aloud and they froze for a moment, turning their heads to lock eyes with me.
"It was just a joke, nothing more."
T: "Why don't you tell me to get up?"
O/F/P: "I see you slept well, you look happy to be relying on Sarawat ah, don't you? Ahhh Ahhh."
T: "Stop teasing me!"
"Who teased that?"
T: "No way!!!! And you... What the hell is that look on your face? Huh? Go back to sleep!" I wish Sarawat could rebut back and help to preserve our reputation. Because even close friends I don't want them to see me in another person's pants sleeping on the crotch all night.
(Ahhh can only say good base friends are assists, I think you're happy to be able to sleep on Sarawat, but it's just a bit weird in the parts you are sleeping on Ahhh, Tine really knows how to find a place to sleep)
(Here's Tine running to take a shower to escape his gay friend's banter, only to hear his gay friend leave while taking a shower and find Sarawat still there after the shower asking what is happening)
The thoughts gradually became a little crazy, so when I took a bath, I memorized the sutras by silence (to meditate). When I'm done showering, turn it on by the bathroom door, I prayed that Sarawat was gone with my friend. But no, he's still there. Not only that, but he looked at me with an intense lust.
T: "What are you doing?" I immediately put my hands in front of my body, blocking my chest and blocking his gaze from meeting mine.
S: "Very white" (Ahhh Ahhh I sigh a bit, his nipples are very black. The color contrast is kind of amazing if you're going to bed this person.)
T: "Why do you have to be such a bxtch?" Before the words were out of my mouth, I ran to the closet and, frankly, I was a little afraid to see him now.
S: "I want to touch your boobs, I feel my heart racing just looking at it."
(heartburn is the heartburn, the thrill of feeling hot inside, you know.)
T: "You big bastrd!!!!" My anger was at its peak. It wasn't enough to mutter a curse, to face him, I just wanted to throw something. It's been a great morning. If I'd known it was going to happen, I never would've met him.






Get up and drink, and let him be alone and sad on the sidelines!
S: "Want some coffee?"
T: "... *I don't even know how to argue with him, but only scribble in response.
S: "I already touched it all last night."
T: "When?!!!!!"
S: "When you were asleep, I asked if I could touch, and you didn't answer, so I did."
How dare he utter such an obnoxious remark in such a casual tone!
T: "I freaking hate you!"
S: "..." He didn't answer, he just maintained his usual aloof style.
T: "Did we talk about anything yesterday? I'm sorry I don't even remember." Seems to say something about cats and dogs, but I forgot at that time, I was literally groggy from drinking.
S: "I didn't forget."
T: "Really?"
S: "I told you I don't like kind people, but you I do." Erm, why do you say everything! This man!
T: "And?"
S: "I don't like cute or smart people, not like you at all."
T: "It's because you're stupid!"
S: "So I told you I like very odd things."
T: "You're so good... Look at me, even though Tine is cool, he only likes cute people.”
S: "Who is cute?"
T: "..."
S: "Like me?"
T: "Dang it! Instead of calling you cute, I would call you horrible! Let's go take a bath." I hurried to change the subject.
Watching Sarawat slowly rise from the bed, mentally coming towards me and grabbing the towel around my waist violently and pull it. Crash!!!!
S: "Can I borrow this?
"You, you, you, you, you..... This..." After my body was completely naked, I cursed and ran quickly to the back of the closet. Like this cute, oh well, just an army of big demons. My little heart.
T: "You just order what you want."
S: "I will eat with you." 
T: "Are you an animal or something? To fight a losing battle over food, too?"
S: "What else do you like to eat besides fried pork chops?" Sarawat asked, while eating with a spoon and fork and pork in a bowl.
T: "Why ask this?"
S: "Just asking."
T: "So what if you know."
S: "I have to understand the person I'm going after."
T: "You don't have to make fun of me, just pretend. You don't have to do that outside of the critical moment, then say, you didn't get Green to stop bothering me, either."
S: "Make an effort, you have to cooperate."
T: "I, don’t, want."
S: "You were the one who asked me to chase you first, then I did, and I don't mind you using me to get rid of the other one. You see I'm not getting any favors."  That's the longest sentence I've ever heard from a Sarawat that was meant to be ignored, but this time, I lifted my head and looked straight into Sarawat's eyes. Maybe when I was younger, too.
Emotionally wounded and have said such things. But instead of feeling embarrassed, I felt an itch.
T: "Saying that, what do you want?"
S: "Cheer for my team."
T: “That's it? Then we'll make up a cheerleading routine."
S: "Every game."
T: "Do I need to do that degree?"
S: "Want some encouragement."
T: "Your fans will definitely do their best to cheer you on."
S: "I just want your encouragement.”
T: "Okay."
S: “This Friday's first matchup is against Division D, against the Law Faculty."
Oh, this fate. This Friday I had to be on the field as a cheerleader for Law Faculty. If it's for political science. College cheering seems to have betrayed my sense of duty again. So...






T: "Can I cheer you on in my heart? I have to be on the Law Faculty side and probably won't get a chance to (keep) an eye on you."
S: "I'm just glad I know."
T: "On the other side of the stadium?"
S: "No, in my heart.”
What can I say?!!!

T: "Just practice." I told the other guy. We argued for half an hour just deciding who actually played which section! I really hate that. He asked me to play that section, but I wanted to play another section, and we ended up with rock paper scissor! What a little genius thing to solve my troubles for me.
S: "Why practice?"
T: "In order not to play it wrong."
S: "...”
T: "Um... Hi everyone, I'm cool tine, and next to me is..."
S: "His husband."
T: "I'm going to give you a cheer, seriously!"
S: “Seriously.”
T: "Do it again."
T: "Hi everyone, I'm cool tine, and next to me is..."
S: "His wife."
T: "..." I have nothing to say
I turned my head to look at Sarawat. He was practically a holy angel now, but the feeling lasted only a short time of three seconds short, and it was quickly gone. And yet, knowing that this is an intoxicating, high-nosed, outwardly towards the table, adored by half the school's students, was playing the guitar.
My eyes (unconsciously) looked into the camera and smiled, thinking about pleasing the audience for once.
Then the big tall guy suddenly stopped playing the guitar and I looked at him quickly, frowning in confusion, he practically ruined all of this.
Before I could open my mouth and start cursing, the thin lips that had just been pursed into a line (Sarawat's) suddenly flicked
“The world is barren, but as long as you try to understand it, then it's different."
The song finished while I was still fuming because I was stunned by the way he ended it.
T: "Uh, how was it? I hope people enjoyed the show, I put a lot of effort into it. Right, Sarawat?"
S: "..." Fvck, no answer, looking at me with an extremely speechless expression.
T: "We've been practicing for a long time, haven't we?"
S: "First time performing, no practice at all" to hell with it! Sometimes it's okay to tell a little lie.
T: "Hahaha joke, it's just a joke, it's been practiced for a long time."
S: "It's a lie."
T: "You're kidding again."
S: "Don't trust him."
T: "Something must have gone wrong, Hahaha, sorry about that. Anyway, everyone's got to put on a Cool Tine and Sarawat in your own heart oh, please like it today."
I smiled and waved at the camera, turning it off.
I took on the responsibility of cheering on the Law Faculty, so I started to dance to the tune of the song, and the people in the team sang a cheerleading song. We all understood that we were going to keep cheering the Law Faculty on until we won. Even so, my heel is clear. And just I was staring at that one person.
After the first game, the athletes shook hands and headed back to their respective college grounds.
It's just...
It's over there! Your field is over there! I thought silently in my mind, but he was cold and still blind coming straight up to the cheerleading squad for the law rep, the sisters screamed and howled loudly, thinking he was going but he finally stopped in front of me, drenched in sweat.
S: "I'm thirsty." He said, but I still froze.
I was so exhausted, my mind went blank. Your fan base is stretching their necks aside and looking this way!!!!!!!!
"Pass the water to Sarawat brother!!!!!" The schoolmates rushed to hand the water, the ice towels together to Sarawat, before he turned his head and picked up the water and towels before walking back to his team grounds and thanked the schoolmates, not mentioning the offer to drag me along.
S: "Who put that make up on you? Troublesome," he said in a voice that didn't rise and fall, but his thick breathing told me he must be tired.
T: 'Handsome or not? Say I'm handsome!'
S: “This makeup is like a game."
T: "I don't want to either, but I can't make up my own mind about my face, and the girl who says she wants to cheer for the academy wanted for us to paint this kind of makeup.”






S: "Bullshit."
T: “Then you go over and talk to them."
S: "Lazy, I'm hot right now."
T: "So?"
S: “Take it," and then he handed me a bottle of water and took off his football shirt directly, revealing his tanned skin, making people around me scream like crazy, and now even when I'm in the ground, there are still people staring at me.
Sarawat put the jock shirt in my other hand, then bent down and took something out of the bag without a word another t-shirt was worn. What the hell are you doing?
T: "Hey! Sarawat, where are you going?"
S: "Back to the dormitory.”
T: “Uh, what about your t-shirt?"
S: “Help me wash it." (Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh really)
T: "????" He went off like a gust of wind without pause, leaving me to stand alone and dumbfounded with a group of fans who looked at each other. I looked down at the lord's T-shirt and eventually, I became an eye-catching presence.
Really never thought I'd have a day to help a football player from a rival faculty with their laundry!!!!
I love staying up late. I don't feel sleepy until the watch goes past 12:00. It's the same tonight. Before my sleep, there was always the mysterious "you know who call" call, which made me get used to waiting for the call.
Each call doesn't last long, I would be listening to music while eating and discussing mouth-watering foods. What's more, on one occasion, he called and didn't say a word, (I) just heard him snoring. But just listen... With this special sound, I had a good night's sleep.
 Chime
Look, I'm so scared. I just thought about the call, and the phone rang immediately, as if between me and him there is a telepathic-like link. However, when I picked up the phone, I immediately cringed.
T: "Where are you? It's so TM noisy over there too!" I asked immediately. This music is going to break through the roof, he was probably in a bar somewhere next to the school. Of course I guess it's to celebrate winning against the Law Faculty. There's always a lot of reason to be a student (to go play and celebrate)
S: “Bar." Look, what did I say, I could just go buy the lottery.
T: "...” if you are there, you shouldn't have called, you should have been drinking to death, big bad.
S: "Wanted to call you.”
T: "Why are you calling me?"
S: "Nothing."
T: "Nothing? Then why are you calling? I'm hanging up.
S: "I want to hear your voice (OMG this man is so good!!!)
T: "Now, you heard me!”
S: "Well, very satisfied.
T: "..."
S: "Good night."
T: "OK"
S: “Tell you what, I'll call you back."
T: "Dang it.”
S: "Good night.
T: "You've told me that many times."
S: “That's not for you, that's for you.”
He hung up the phone and left me alone. How the hell am I supposed to express my feelings? Just there.
The words just didn't give me a good night's sleep, Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah! Ahhh.
 (Isn't Tine having trouble sleeping? Flipping the IG, making it even more difficult for him to sleep through the night 233333)
(from Sarawat IG) Another picture appeared three minutes later, but this is what I posted earlier on IG for everyone to comment on.
A photo of the reception was picked up in the middle of the night for everyone to see, and I cursed.
Sarawatlism: Time for revenge! The pictures inside this phone will be sent out for all to see!
I guess the owner of this phone must have been so drunk that he didn't even know that his unscrupulous friends had taken his phone and sneaking a photo for a prank. But... You're so drunk you don't know what it is, but the IG post is just...
A disaster has been ushered in!!!
The #team_wives_Sarawat, quickly took over the comments.
It's not over yet!!!! It's not just this one IG!!!!
Sarawatlism: Magic time!!!!
Oh, dig my grave!!!!!!!!! (let me die on the spot I guess) This is a picture of me on a bench in front of the classroom a photo of us playing the guitar when we were waiting for a friend to pick us up for something and I've never posted it on IG, and I've never taken this photo!
So why is Sarawat's phone album full of photos of me?
Another three minutes have passed...
Sarawat: Sarawat, I am a wreck.
Below this title is a photo taken at the last ALTER-TO-CANOPY event (the event that appeared in Chapter 8)
 In the picture, Sarawat is smiling, and I'm sitting a few centimeters away from him with a silly face on top. I remember that day someone snapped the photo and then Sarawat said at the time that he would go to that person for the photo.
I thought it was just a joke!
Within ten minutes, I was once again stunned by this drunken, unconscious “Troublesome" IG. His friends are freaking happy.
The biggest "surprise" of all is...
Ten pictures of me on Sarawat's IG all at once.
(Tine: Can't laugh it off.)
Fvckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It's so fvcked up karma!!!! My inbox couldn't stop pinging for a moment. I really can't sleep right now.
It has to be addressed and explained to my fans who are still awake late at night.
But it doesn't end there. Another photo appeared.
Sarawatlism: The guy Wat likes, come on, you're too shy for that
Boss_pol: Adding a tag to Etch him.
Thetheme 11: Here you go, I hope you get what you want.
Sarawat's fan base went crazy and sent dozens of messages asking what the hell they were playing at.
Bigger 330: For your information, (they are) not (just) friends
@Tine_chic: “...”
Their reference to "Episode 2" is so incomprehensible that it's important to label it? What the hell does that mean? I think it's... the people of the Four Male Leads must have been drunk too, which is why they were spreading rumors like crazy. These comments on IG simply don't speak for themselves.
Anything, they're just exaggerating.
KitteTee: Command+Spacebar
Boss_pol: Tine!!!!! ! Command+Spacebar!






Sarawat's friend told me to press command and spacebar at the same time, so that, on the MacBook, it's one language instructions for conversion. I wanted to know what this was so badly that I opened my laptop and typed the words. After pressing these two keys at the same time, my expression gradually distorted and I simply didn't know what to say.
This line is transformed and the text that emerges is... I like you.
Sarawat fvck you!!!!!!!!!!!!




                                           ~ 2gether ~





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