Ride 750: Blue sky
(Thank you to @monkeyingaround for helping me with a couple of things in this chapter!! <3)
Pag 1
1: Right?
Hahaha
2: 'morning!
'morning!
Did you bring the thing we talked about yesterday?
Pag 2
1: Summer is here
Pag 3
1: Yeah
2: Look at the color of the sky!!
3: It's a crisp blue sky!!
Well, the color is sky blue, after all
4: Ka....!! You're seriously so narrow-minded! Your eyes are so narrow, too, and that's why you're not close with our kohai
My eyes have nothing to do with... huh!? The kouhai!?
Se... senpaii!! Teh
5: Huh?
Pag 4
1: Rokudai!!
Naruko-san, Imaizumi-san
Good morning!!
Why are you greeting us with so much enthusiasm?
2: You have a huge bag as usual. What is it?
Thank you so much!!
Why are you thanking us!!
Oh, Kinaka is here too
Good morning!!
3: We collected
4: everyone's laundry at training camp, and now we're putting them to dry!!
Yes
Don's take it all on yourself!!
5: It's towels and t-shirts used at training camp that we don't know who they belong to!!
Ah yeah, but even so
Pag 5
1: And the weather is nice, so putting them to dry is nice!!
You already finished drying the first round?
An extreme manager spirit!!
2: What about the other first years?
Ah, they haven't arrived yet, teh
They're not coming?
3: I'll kick them out
Huh...!
What a fast decision!!
4: Think about it again, please!!
Hmm, then let's kick out half of them
Waaa.!!
…. that's what I meant, Hotshot
What?
5: Ah, uhm... by the way, uhm... what about Onoda-san?
Ah, he should be here soon
6: Ah, he's not a morning person?
….. no
Pag 6
1: After training camp, Onoda-kun....
2: Fu fu fu
Ratatata, to the sun...
3: I want to go together... fu fu fu
5: Far
6: Far away..!
Fu fu
That student on the city bike i so fast!!
Pag 7
2: Good morning, everyone...!!
3: He watched everything I recorded while we were at the training camp, and now he's here!!
All the anime!!
4: Look, he's gleaming!! That's the face he has when he's in a good mood because he watched a good anime and came to school while singing its theme song!!
Ohh...
5: Interesting... he watches anime, and... his face is gleaming....
You're taking notes about Onoda-kun's life?
Pag 8
1: Ahh, I'm so happy that “Kawazanyou wa at shiro”, shortened in “Kawashiro”, really has good animation as the preview reviews had said
Oh, yeah?
Imaizumi-kun, will you watch it too?
I'll think about it
Think about it...!!
2: And the second part of “People of the dead”, “the bloody battle” was so scary but so good!
Oh, yeah?
3: You have never seen it, but Onoda-kun
4: He hums an anime song during races
5: And he becomes super fast!!
7: Th.... that's so cool...!!
Pag 9
1: Now!!
2: Third years
Make up supplementary lessons for the members of the bicycles racing team that were away for trainig camp
3: It'll be boring like every year, but we'll get through it
Yeah
Tch, supplementary lessons?!
Pag 10
2: Apply this formula
3: Therefore, the value we're looking for is...
6: Go, Rokudai
For us, too
Pag 11
2: Another three minutes
3: I can see a light!!
He's coming
4: Ohh!!
5: I wasn't expecting this, Furuya
Yeah, Murakami
6: The only one among us first years who could run the whole 1000km in this training camp in the time limit is-
Just a little bit more!
You're in time!
Press on the pedals one last time!
Pag 12
1: The former manager and beginner, Rokudai Renta!!
Pag 13
1: The only survivor
2: Two minutes before the time limit, 23:58, the first year Rokudai
3: completes the 1000km...
4: and is ranked
5: sixth
Kinaka-kun!!
Pag 14
1: You did it, Rokudai
2: Kinaka-kun!!
Ugh-!
3: Thank you, Kinaka-kun.... I could have never done it if you hadn't been there, Kinaka-kun, teh....!!
You did it with your own strength
Guaaaa, thank youu....
Pag 15
1: Cough cough
Are you alright!? Is it your throat, Kinaka-kun!?
You slammed your elbow into it
Teh!?
Hahaha
3: Alright now, let's gather around, give an ending ment, and then leave
Yeah!!
4: Please make a firm ending speech, captain!!
Ah....!!
5: Right... a speech... I have to say some wise saying.... wh- what should I do
Kakaka you can just say whatever you're feeling!!
6: Anyway, finally
Pag 16
1 / 3: All six members who will fight in our last Inter High
Pag 17
3: Are here!!
Pag 18
1: Thank you so much!!
Thank you!!
-you!!
-you!!
2: I'm tired..
But you retired so early on
Yeah but the senpai's race was so intense
I know, right
3: Ahh... this year even just watching it from here made my heart rate increase
4: Yes!! It was an intense training camp!!
Pag 19
1: We're counting on you, Rokudai
4: Oi.... Issa, wake up
5: The teacher looks incredibly angry!!
6: Huh? That daifuku is half the price!? Really, Naruko-san?
It's no use, he's sleep-talking!!
Pag 20
1: Everyone worked really hard at the training camp
3: It's coming soon this year, the Inter High
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Never Have I Ever - A PrapaiSky Fic(let)
So the thing is, I haven't written in almost 4 years (and no. My WangXian short doesn't count because it was meant to be 31 chapters and I still have 30 chapters unwritten since Mayhem November last year).
But, @suga4mycoffee requested for a fic where Prapai is made to realize just how badly he fucked up, based on the tags I made to her post, so that got the dusty ass writing plot bunnies going and now you have a fic that I think is rusty af, but I hope you enjoy anyway Suga.
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If looks could kill, Saifha was sure his twin would have had him drawn and quartered, buried in a shallow grave with no headstone to commemorate his passing. And if he were a nicer twin, he would probably have found remorse buried somewhere in the depths of his heart.
But alas, he is very much Payu’s twin, and bringing his brother a measure of discomfort and misery soothed his soul. The fact that it made Payu’s boyfriend just a little bit miffed, which in turn meant that Nong Rain turned those bright eyes of his on his boyfriend in a glare that would have withered a lesser man, was just icing on an already spectacular cake.
Having Nong Sky and Prapai caught up in all this however, wasn’t something he had planned.
But… Did he find it entertaining anyway? Certainly. It was wonderful the number of secrets that a simple game of Never Have I Ever, which he is proud to admit was his suggestion, could unravel. Besides, when you looked at it from the right perspective, he really was doing them all a collective favour. Best to let them air our their fears and insecurities and hurt, so their relationships can be the more stronger for it.
Really, he should be deified for all the service he’s been rendering.
“Never have I ever had an ex draped all over me, even though I already have a boyfriend, and I didn’t push said ex off, the minute he pulled his shit.”
At the words, Saifha’s eyes snapped to Nong Sky, and then Prapai. At the same time, Nong Rain turned to look at his best friend, whilst Payu’s eyes were locked on Prapai.
“That is… Oddly specific,” Saifha murmured, leaning back to watch the chaos unfold.
Praipai meanwhile leaned forward, fingers flexing on his glass of scotch whiskey, already half empty, because Prapai apparently had very few Never Have I Evers, and although Nong Sky’s been smiling every time Prapai’s had to lift that glass to his mouth for a drink—oh to be young and sickeningly in love—there was no smile on his face now, as he waited for Prapai. As they all waited for Prapai.
Praipai meanwhile had his eyes on Nong Sky, a softening in their brown depths that pulled a low sound from his boyfriend’s throat, had Nong Rain’s eyes widening, and Payu tilting his head the way he did when he was furiously trying to connect the dots.
Saifha could feel his own eyes widening. Oh shit. He fucked up didn’t he?
“You saw?” The words came out in a whisper so low, the wind almost caught it and erased it. But they were all hanging on a thread, heightened by the hurt in Nong Sky’s voice, and the remorse in Praipai’s, that they all heard it.
“Are you drinking or not P’Pai?” Nong Sky’s voice was cold. Gone was the teasing inflection that Saifha was used to hearing. And clearly he wasn’t the only one who noticed. Nong Rain’s mouth was open, and Prapai flinched.
Saifha watched him take a deep breath, and down the rest of the whiskey in one gulp.
He heard an explosion of sound as Nong Rain launched himself at Prapai, only to be pulled back by Payu. Saifha noted that the grip Payu had on his boyfriend was loose, barely restraining him as Nong Rain’s eyes spat way more rage than that little body should have access to.
Saifha could tell. If Payu wasn’t holding Nong Rain back, Prapai would have had to deal with the nails and teeth of his boyfriend’s best friend who looked like he was minutes away from breaking free of Payu’s hold and dealing all the hurt he could at the man who’d dared to hurt his friend.
And with the way Payu was holding him, Saifha could tell that he was really considering letting go, and giving Nong Rain the free rein to dole out all the damage he wanted.
Nong Sky meanwhile seemed to let loose all the air that he’d held in, waiting for Prapai’s response. Saifha watched as he deflated, and curved into himself. His hands digging into the flesh of his upper arms as he rocked back and forth.
“I’m sorry,” Prapai whispered, knees sinking to the floor right in front of Nong Sky, hands reaching out to touch him, and then pulling back, fingers flexing like he didn’t have the right to do that anymore.
“How could you P’Pai? How could you?” Nong Rain’s voice kept rising, his feet trying hard to connect with Prapai’s shin. But Payu’s hold held strong and he couldn’t come close.
“Why?” At Nong Sky’s whispered question, everyone quieted. Prapai slid a step closer, and Nong Sky’s eyes locked with his.
Saifha could feel the moment when everything, and everyone else faded away for them. They were together, in their own cocoon of hurt and pain and regret.
“Why are you sorry P’Pai?”
“I—“
“Are you sorry that you said you would be out in 5mins and you didn’t keep that promise? That I ran into girls there who were talking about how they wanted to fuck you? Are you sorry that they mentioned that P’Payu had made it clear that he had a boyfriend, but they had no idea that we were together? Are you sorry that they thought they had a chance with you because they didn’t know otherwise, because you didn’t tell them otherwise?”
Saifha watched Prapai’s shoulders slump with each question that Nong Sky tossed his way. The younger boy’s voice was low and level. No inflection of the rage that Saifha would have expected. It was like he had sunk deep into the depth of all that hurt and pain; like they were were questions he had asked himself over and over again, until he had numbed himself to it, and disassociated from it all.
And Prapai responded with panic, eyes and hands reaching out to Nong Sky, trying to comfort, to heal, to soothe. “I’m sorry. I’m sorry Sky. I told him. I told him when he asked me, that I have a boyfriend.”
Saifha didn’t need to read minds to know that that wasn’t what Nong Sky wanted to hear. He looked at Payu who looked about ready to let go of Nong Rain so he could smack his friend in the head himself for being an absolute dimwit.
Nong Sky’s voice dropped even more. “So you waited for him to ask before you told him?” He stared incredulously at Prapai who looked utterly wretched. “What if he hadn’t asked? Would you have continued to let him touch you P’Pai? Continued to let him drape himself over you.”
Saifha watched Nong Sky reach out his hands to touch Prapai’s face. Watched as Prapai leaned into the touch, hands reaching out to grasp Nong Sky’s, as he whispered several “I’m sorry’s” against the inner part of his boyfriend’s wrist.
“Why are you sorry P’Pai?” The question again. But this time, his voice was softer, less modulated. Saifha could see him softening. Everyone could see him softening.
Prapai released a breath, relief whooshing out of him as he stood to his full height, then pulled gently on Nong Sky’s hands. The latter allowed him, standing up so Prapai could sit, and then pull him in to sit on his lap, further tuning out everyone else, as they sank further into their own world.
“I’m sorry I hurt you. I’m sorry I made you cry. I’m sorry I didn’t immediately make it clear that I was taken. I’m sorry in trying to be kind and not hurt his feelings, I hurt yours instead. I’m sorry I was gentler with turning him down, that I was with handling your heart. I’m sorry it didn’t even occur to me that you would be hurt by it. I’m sorry, I’m only just telling you I’m sorry.”
Prapai pulled back slightly to look at Nong Sky’s face, fingers stroking his cheek, wiping away the tears that had made tracks on his face. “Forgive me?”
Nong Sky looked at him for a brief, suspended moment.
Saifha was sure they all stopped breathing, waiting for Nong Sky’s response.
And it came resplendent as the sun. A smile that lit up his face and had Prapai placing a murmured thank you against his pale neck, as Nong Sky patted Prapai’s hair softly.
Saifha nodded, pleased at the result. Just as Nong Rain’s voice called out loudly “You’d better make sure it never repeats itself P’Pai. If it does, I’m coming for your head!”
The statement had Prapai turning to glare at Nong Rain, who glared right back, with Payu silently laughing behind his boyfriend, and Nong Sky looking quite pleased.
Honestly, Saifha really did think he should be deified for all the service he’s been rendering.
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Oh, and for those who need context, here's the post that birthed this.
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