[Translation] Love Sick : April Fool’s Day
This post contains the plots from future episodes of Love Sick The Series. (As in they haven’t aired yet.) Please avoid reading if you do not want any spoilers. The novel is originally called LOVE SICK : Chunlamoon Noom Kang Keng Namgern by [INDRYTIMES] (LOVE SICK : The Chaotic Lives of Blue Shorts Guys)
This chapter was written for April Fool’s Day
“You sure you don’t need anything else?” I ask Phun as he lugs a dark gray luggage with wheels toward the garage where Uncle Nhun is waiting inside one of the fancy cars the Phumipats own. I, on the other hand, have a simple messenger bag hanging from my shoulder. “No, I don’t think so.” He answers, apparently missing the sarcasm in my tone.
“You do know the camping trip is only two days, right?” When the hell this did guy find the time to pack all this anyway? We stayed up late because we…had things to attend to and then we went to bed right after. I wouldn’t be surprised if he actually woke up way earlier than I did though. By the time I got up, he was already in the bathroom taking a shower.
Phun lifts the seemingly heavy luggage with ease and puts it in the trunk of the car. “It’s better to overprepared than having to find what we need there.” The handsome jerk tells me with a smile. Sure, it makes sense but…we’re going to Bang Saen not somewhere in Europe.
“Whatever, just get in the car. We’re already running late.” I dismiss him as I throw my own bag into the trunk and close it. Then, I gently push his broad back with both of my hands to get him moving.
“If we do get there late, it won’t be on me though.” What is that supposed to mean?
“What is that supposed to mean?” I spit out the words faster than my head can process it.
“Certain someone missed their alarm, if I recall?” Phun answers with a smirk on his face as he opens the passenger door. Only because you wore me out last night! Wait, I mean…
“Well, you could’ve woken me up when you realized that!” I retort. Phun leaves the door opened and takes a step closer to where I’m standing. “I didn’t because you looked so cute when you were asleep.” He says with a grin and lovingly rubs the top of my head. I can already feel my face getting warmer so I quickly change the topic.
“Just shut up and get in.” Phun chuckles at my reply and slides to the right to make room for me. I get in and close the door. My face still feels a little warm and I wonder if I’ll ever get used to this.
Then, a voice interrupts my thoughts. It’s coming from the driver seat.
“Shall we get going now, khun Phun, khun Noh?”
I had completely forgotten that Uncle Nhun has been sitting in here waiting for us this entire time.
He didn’t hear anything, did he…?
It’s about an hour and a half trip from Phun’s house to where the Pharma-Camp takes place. Phun’s father is away for business this the weekend so Uncle Nhun is available to drive us there and I’m thankful for that. I love hanging out in a huge group of friends but having to travel for over an hour in a cramped bus is another story. Phun has his glasses on, he’s reading a book that I’ve seen on his shelf. It’s been a quiet ride so far which means I have some time alone with my thoughts. I look out the window and see the green grass alongside the road. I recognize these roads. The last time, Phun was the one driving. So much has happened since then and I do feel like I’ve grown. Things are different now. I don’t know what’s waiting for me in the future but I know I can face them because I have Phun by my side and that’s all I need.
I glance back and my eyes meet Uncle Nhun’s through the mirror. It was for only a split second but I’m sure we both noticed it. I don’t think it was my imagination. He was definitely watching me. What if he knows? What if he suspects something? Will he tell Phun’s father? It suddenly feels hot inside the car despite how the air conditioner blasting away. But then, a familiar warm palm rests on top of the back of my hand. That’s when I realize I’ve been keeping both my hands in a tight fist this entire time. I immediately unclench my fist and turn to look at the owner of the hand. There’s a hint of concern on Phun’s face as though he can sense how tensed I am right now.
“You okay, Noh?”
“Yeah, I’m fine.” I smile at him and he smiles back at me. His hand lingers for a bit longer before he turns his attention back to his book. It wasn’t a lie. I am fine now. I’m fine because I have Phun by my side.
After Phun and I said our goodbyes to Uncle Nhun (who’ll be back to pick us up tomorrow, thank goodness), we make our way through a small hotel lobby toward a group of people, some of which I recognize. I can see Om, Film, Palm, Dong and some of the Angels Gang members joking around with one another.
“You bastards sure took your sweet time getting here.” As expected, Om is the first one to (rudely) greet us. “Film and I were taking bets on whether you two would show up or not. For all we knew, you were ditching this trip so you could be alone together.”
I shoot Om an annoyed look. “I hope you lost, asshole.”
“Nah, I knew Phun’s too much of a nice guy to do that.” Om tells me and he looks quite pleased with himself. At the same time, Film is rolling his eyes.
“Maybe I should’ve done that.” Phun mutters under his breath and only I can hear him. However, I pretend that I couldn’t and quickly change the subject.
“Anyway, are we late?” I ask, but I doubt that we are since Om and the rest still have their luggage with them, which means they haven’t checked in yet.
“Not really, they’re still waiting for a couple more people to get here before we check in and get the keys to our rooms.” Film answers me as he motions head toward the front of the group. A few people wearing the same light blue shirts are standing there with clipboards in their hands. It seems like they’re checking to see if everyone has arrived yet.
Film confirms my suspicions. “You better head over there and give them your names so they’d know you’re here.”
I give him a nod and then I walk over to where they are with Phun following closely behind me. After we checked in and made some small talks, (where one of the mentors asked if Phun is related to that Phumipat who’s a politician) we make our way to an empty corner and sit on the floor with our backs against the wall since all the seats have already been taken. Now that I finally get a chance to look around, I count about 20 or so people here and I recognize most of them since they go to my school.
“Everything okay, Noh?” Phun suddenly breaks the silence. I turn to see him watching me. How long has he been watching me?
“You’ve been really quiet today. And it looked like something was bothering you when we were in the car.” Jeez, are you a student council secretary or a detective? I pause for a moment before I answer him.
“Um…do you think Uncle Nhun heard us?” I decide to just tell Phun what has been on my mind. However, Phun raises his brows as if he’s confused by my question. “This morning, at the car.” I add.
“Ah…” Phun says and he takes a moment to contemplate something. “It doesn’t matter even if he did though.”
“Of course it does, what if he mentions something to your dad?”
“Then so be it, but I doubt he’d do that.” Phun tells me in a deep tone of voice. “I know you must be worried but everything’s gonna be okay.” He seems so confident that I don’t want to state anything otherwise.
He continues to speak. “Sure, I’d love it if we could tell him on our own terms. But like I told you, only when you’re ready.” Phun gives me a reassuring smile. “Besides, he did say I could date whoever I want. You heard him.”
I let out a small chuckle without saying anything else. It’s mostly out of relief, really. And slowly, I place my head on his broad shoulder. I feel a whole lot better now. I can feel his warm cheek on the top of my head as he leans down to rest his head on mine. I stare into the distance, and for a long moment, it feels like there are just the two of us here. Wouldn’t it be nice if there were only the two of us? To forget about everything else and just be in each other’s company? But alas, I know better than to live in a fantasy because–.
Someone’s phone is ringing and it snaps me out of my trance. I instinctively pull my head back to find the source of that music. As I turn, I spot a girl with long black hair digging through her purse not too far from where we are. I recognize her from the back, but I’m not sure when or where I’ve seen her before until she manages to find her phone and walks away from her group of friends to take the call.
It’s Aim. I immediately turn back to look at Phun. He has no discernible expressions on his face. As Aim walks away without noticing us, Om walks over and waves his hand in front of my face.
“Dude, did you hear me? They’re calling for us. They’re gonna hand out the keys now since everyone’s here.”
“Yeah, okay.” I hastily reply back. I grab a hold of Phun’s hand and squeeze it once. Then, I pull him up along with me and we make our way to join the group.
The camp staff members kept us busy for the rest of the day. It started off with them handing out the keys to our rooms. Several people were disappointed that they couldn’t share the room with their friends. The staff members wanted to mix things up so we can make new friends, that was why they decided to pair up people that didn’t know each other beforehand. Fortunately for me, I ended up getting paired off with Bam, a student from my school from Class 1, so it was a familiar face at least. After that, we had full day of packed schedules with conferences in the morning (boring), a group discussion (kind of boring), lunch at the hotel (eating is never boring), and then we played some games on the beach (that was a lot of fun, watching Om falling on his ass is always fun). It’s 5 pm now and the staff members are letting us do our own things before we meet back at the beach for a seafood barbecue party at 7 pm. Phun and I decide to meet up by the hotel’s pool and catch up on our day since we barely had the chance to talk today after being stuck with our own partner (that we’re also sharing a room with) all day. Meanwhile, Om and the guys choose to hang out on the beach so they could check out some chicks. (His words, not mine. I wonder what nong Mick will have to say about this.) Phun is already shirtless sitting by the pool with his legs in the water when I arrive. I take off my flipflops and join him.
“You tired?” Phun begins. “What a long day.”
“A little but it was fun though.” I reply and he gives me a nod.
“So did you get to exchange at least five words with Bam today?” He asks me with a grin.
“No! What is up with that? He’s so quiet.” I quickly answer him, feeling rather perplexed over this myself.
Phun laughs gleefully before he continues to speak. “It took us three weeks to convince him to hang out with us. He’s probably one of the funniest guys I know, once he warms up to you that is. He also knows the dirtiest jokes, haha.”
“I see.” I answer with a nod and we stay quiet for a moment. I kick my legs underwater for a bit before I ask him something.
“Did you get to talk to Aim today?” I don’t even know why I’m bringing this up. Is it me being curious? Is it out of concern? Perhaps a little of both? I tug at my tank top out of nervousness.
“I did say hi when they seated us next to each other during one of the conferences.” Phun says, in a matter-of-factly kind of way. “She said hello back and that was about it. We didn’t really talk after that. I guess we both put whatever happened behind us now.”
I nod silently. I’m glad that’s the case. I don’t know how I’d react if I were to see Yuri here. Another silence falls upon us.
“Hm?” I respond without looking at him. My eyes are still focused my toes under the water.
“I’m glad things are different this time around.”
I know exactly what Phun is talking about. Bang Saen was once a bitter memory for me. I felt things that I didn’t understand. I felt things that I wanted to forget. But Phun is right. Things are different this time around.
“Me too.” I tell him.
“I love you.” Phun says in that familiar deep voice of his. I turn my head and I get to see my most favorite smile on his face. My lips curl into a small grin as I close my eyes and move in closer to kiss him.
“I love you too.” I whisper back.
The barbecue party on the beach couldn’t have been more entertaining. The food was great and I basically stuffed my belly until I nearly exploded. During the party, some of the Angels Gang members started a lip sync battle. They used wet seaweeds as wigs and stuck some fallen palm leaves into their shirts to make outfits for themselves. The songs included, not but limited to, “Straight Up” by Paula Abdul and “MacArthur Park” by Donna Summer. It was much more entertaining than I thought it’d be. Watching them trying to dance while trying to make sure that the wet seaweeds stay on their head was hilarious. The whole thing was nutty and crazy. Everyone was cracking up and had a really good time. I almost peed my pants when one of the Angels Gang members dragged Phun away to join them as they performed “I Will Survive” by Gloria Gaynor. He looked so embarrassed but played along with them. It was incredible and I’ll never forget this moment.
It’s nearly 10 pm and everyone eventually heads back to their own room. Phun and I walk back to the hotel together. I remember to mimic one of his dance moves when I say goodbye to him. He smacks me in the head once (maybe I shouldn’t have danced) before he runs up the stairs and we go our separate ways.
I wait for the elevator despite my room being only on the 4th floor. Call me lazy but I’m just too full to drag my half-sleepy self up four flights of stairs. Soon enough, the elevator arrives and I enter. I stretch my entire body as I walk down, slowly but surely, the corridor to my room. Finally, I get to my room and I unlock the door only to discover that…
…Phun Phumipat is standing in there?!
I do a spit take (without the actual spitting) and check the door to make sure that I have the correct room number. And it has to be because I unlocked the door myself. So what is that handsome jerk doing in here? How did he get in anyway?
“What the hell?” I furrow my brows and ask him. Phun makes his way over to I am, reaches over me and closes the door. I notice that’s a bit out of breath. Perhaps from running up four flights of stairs. I wonder to myself and I slowly piece things together.
“Bam owes me a favor.” Phun tells me with a grin. I let out a small sigh, though there’s a small smile on my face.
“You’re not supposed to be here.” I remind him and he shrugs.
“We’re not supposed to do a lot of things but we do them anyway.” He’s smirking at me and I can’t help but turn my small smile into a big one. Seeing that, Phun leans down and plants a kiss on my lips. He reaches under my tank top and runs his warm hand all over my back. Damn it. I really can’t stop myself from kissing him back.
Our tongues intertwine as Phun pushes my body up against his. He moves from my lips down to my cheek and then my neck. I bite my lower lip to hold in a moan. “Can we take a shower first? I’m all sandy and I smell like the ocean.”
“We can take it after.” He says between his kisses.
“Oh, come on. You’re gonna tire both of us out like yesterday then we’ll wake up covered in sand–.” Phun doesn’t let me finish my sentence. He locks his orange lips with mine and I give in. We stumble our way toward the bed and my back hits the light switch. The entire room is dark. Phun spins me around and he falls on top of me. I lie on the bed and I can see his beautiful face thanks to the moonlight shining through the window. I’m the happiest I’ve ever been.
Uncle Nhun greets us with a big smile as we make our way out of the hotel. I get inside the car to wait for Phun and Uncle Nhun, mostly because I really need the car’s air conditioner. (The heat was unbearable.) Soon enough, Uncle Nhun drives us back to Bangkok. Secretly, I wish this trip didn’t have to end.
Phun takes my hand during our trip home. I’m pretty sure Uncle Nhun notices that at some point but he doesn’t say anything. There’s only a smile on his face.
“Khun Phun, would you like to head straight home after I drop off khun Noh, or would you like to swing by the airport to pick up your father?”
“Oh, he’s flying back today?” Phun asks.
“Yes, he is. It’s the 1st today.” Uncle Nhun replies and Phun tilts his head.
“I definitely lost track of time, huh?” Phun murmurs to himself but still loud enough for me to hear.
“Yeah, it’s already the 1st. April 1st.” I add.
Please take with full linkback credits. This is a translated novel originally written by [INDRYTIMES] This novel is translated with permission from the author. Go thank her for writing such an awesome novel @drytimes or @hedshew!Personal notes. I feel bad for those that skipped all the way to the end (or to be the first to leave thanks) and spoiled themselves. But anyway, happy April Fool’s day! I had an internal debate with myself whether I should post this or not. Like, I know some people might be upset. KL is a liar! Liar! But I didn’t do this to be mean or anything. The original story in my head was about twice as long (so they’d be similar lengths to the recent chapters) but then I thought about how I couldn’t possibly make people read all that and discover it was all a cruel joke and that it was merely a story made up entirely by this crazy old me. So, I stuck with about half a chapter long. Some people might figured it out long before the end though, because I started writing weird stuff during the dinner party. (Let’s be real, Angels Gang members would love RuPaul’s Drag Race. They’d live! Live!) But yeah, so there’s that. When will the real chapter be posted? I don’t know yet, lol. Bye!
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