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Love in the Air, "Footnotes, ch 4 - Something to Remind Me" rated E
Title: Footnotes
Chapter Title: Something to Remind Me
Word Count: 569
Characters/Pairings: Phayu, Rain, Sky, Prapai, Phayu/Rain, Prapai/Sky, background characters
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: Past abuse, sexual content
Spoilers: Up to episode 7.
Notes: Written for the Summer Mini Challenge 2022. This is for the "coral" prompt. These are non-sequential missing scenes from the show. All small stories are collected here in Footnotes on AO3.
Summary: Something triggers Sky's memory of that one night.
Sky had his own way of dealing with the bad memories that often plagued his mind. He busied himself with working on homework, cleaning the house, and taking care of his Dad’s plants.
He would never admit it to Rain or any of his other friends, but meditation helped him too. He fell into the mindfulness that his life could be worse. He was happy now; being alone was better. He trusted himself, and slowly he would manage his anxiety and fears as being alone actually made him happy.
He didn’t want a partner. He didn’t want all the “what ifs” or the drama or the gaslighting and deception.
Of course, he would love to be held or to hold someone that made him feel safe, but he wasn’t going to wait around for someone like that. Sky was determined to take care of himself first.
While cleaning up his dorm room, he often became lost in his thoughts - finding peace in his present day, where he was safe, healthy, and found enough joy in his friendships. He was happy if they were happy, and specifically, he was glad that Rain had found someone like Phayu.
He started to hum as he unpacked his clean laundry from home, hanging up his shirts and jackets in the closet. He inspected his pants before hanging those up as well, hoping that he didn’t have to iron any of them again. He looked around his room, eyeing a stack of newly purchased comic books that he would enjoy tackling later when his room was properly organized.
He finished the first volume of the new series he bought and flipped through the back pages of advertisements for upcoming series. His attention landed on the ad for a different series, showcasing two male characters, one in a coral-colored business suit with tousled black hair and a devilish smile, while the smaller male character next to him wore a plain gray school uniform and had a somber, almost distressed expression.
A recent memory flashed in his mind of the man that helped him escape that illegal race that night with Rain. The man also had a wicked smile, and he had only wanted one thing from Sky - and he gave it to him.
He was ready to forget the whole thing since it was the sensible thing to do. He didn’t know the guy, and he didn’t want to be his friend or sex buddy either. He wanted men like him to fade away from his life. He wouldn’t allow any more self-important, deceptive assholes to invade his now peaceful days ever again.
No one would even get the chance to put him through the hell that the last asshole did. Never again.
Still, Sky couldn’t immediately forget his one-night stand. He couldn’t forget the man’s touch, his moans as Sky took him inside him - and Sky didn’t want to admit how good he felt on his lap, how in the throes of their passion, that man was gentle and warm.
Sky grunted loudly and shook his head as if he were going to shake out the memories like water from his hair. He looked down at his comic book again and made a sour face.
“Ugh, BL, no thanks,” he said with a snort, and he prepared to grab the next comic, closing the book on that first comic book - and his memory - forever.