The final shots of the day are taken of us in swimsuits. We are photographed with me on Pravat’s back—as Aran had anticipated—then with Pravat lifting me from the ground, arms under my ass. As I look down into his smiling eyes, I can’t help but smile back, suddenly incredibly happy and content, having no clue at that moment that this is the photo that will go viral with the hashtagPravmalove, beginning our ascent as the next big Y-couple of the bl industry.
CHAPTER SIX: Chinda
“Chinda, what is the meaning of this?” Pah’s iPhone hovers within an inch of my face, and I have to lean back to get a good look at the screen.
Oh, shit.Forgetting myself, I snatch the phone from Pah’s hands and stare at the professional photo of Rama and Pravat on the beach wearing matching navy swim shorts with pink hearts. Arms wrapped under Rama’s hips, Pravat has lifted my brother from his feet, their bodies pressed together as Rama looks down into Pravat’s face with an expession I’m not sure I’ve ever seen him wearing before.
I can’t help my sappy grin, at which point Pah snatches his phone back and demands, “Where did this photo come from? Why is Rama at the beach making silly eyes at this man? Your brother isn’t a homosexual!”
“It’s an acting job,” I say, itching to open a LINE chat with May, Fon, and Rang. If Pah would just leave…
“When did he get an acting job? He hasn’t mentioned this to me.”
Inwardly, I curse Rama for not telling Pah about the role. Now the cat’s out of the bag and I have to clean the litter box.
“He just won the role, and it’s been a whirlwind since then. I think he planned to talk to you about it as soon as he gets back from this trip.” Curious, I ask, “How did you come across that picture, Pah?”
“A colleague sent it to me when his daughter recognized Rama. When your brother gets home, tell him I want to speak with him.” My father stalks out of my room.
Grabbing my laptop, I log into the boys’ love fandom page. The photo is at the top, and I stare at it. Who knew my brother could be adorable? If I didn’t know better, I’d think this was a photo of two people very much in love.
A private message pops up on the screen from Fon.
Fon:Did you see this???? OMG OMG OMG
Me@Fon:Yes! Isn’t it the cutest picture? <3 <3 <3
Fon:They are unbelievably adorable. Are you sure your brother’s straight? Omg—more photos were just loaded!
Refreshing the page, I gape at the pictures of my brother playing, snuggling, and somehow looking burningly sexy in the arms of Pravat Benjawan. The comments are popping up faster than I can read them.
Boyslovefan0210:I want someone to look at me like that!
Fawn_shipsboys:He’s holding him up under his butt! How cute!!
Gayboy06@Fawn_shipsboys:And what a nice butt it is!
Boysloveboy1010:They’re all wet and slippery, biceps bulging. Yummy.
Yaoi_lover:I stan this ship! I want a poster of this picture to put on my ceiling.
Falling back against the pillows, I take a moment to let reality sink in. My straight-laced, tightly-wound brother has quickly become a bl favorite. While I try to wrap my mind around it, another message pops up, this one from May.
May:Rama is so hot!
Me:Ew, he’s my brother. But look at Pravat!
May:Rama is his wifey now. I’ve melted into a puddle of goo.
Opening the LINE app on my phone, I send Rama a message with about a hundred emojis including a peach and an eggplant. Then I send him another letting him know about Pah before tossing my phone aside and picking up my laptop again. I’m amazed that Rama—serious Rama who looks constipated in most of our family photos—looks hot as hell with another man in this series of beautiful pictures. Unbelievable.
CHAPTER SEVEN: Pravat
After a long day of filming, Tida takes the cast and crew to a popular Bangkok restaurant for a late dinner. The photos at the beach have been circulating for weeks, creating quite a stir, so when we enter the main dining room, I’m not too surprised to suddenly be crowded by fans taking snapshots.
Rama immediately stiffens up. He’s had a difficult day, and I just want to make things easier for him. Stepping between him and the group of fans, I shield him as best I can until security guards herd the fans away.
“Looks like we’ll be getting bodyguards for you two for the fan meet-up,” Tida tells us as we take our seats at the long table.