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"Dad, I get it. Okay? Don't worry, I'll be fine." Daw shook her head, chucking as she face-timed her parents.

"But-"

"Papa, can you please tell him?" Daw gave a pleading look to her Papa who laughed at the side, head resting on the other's shoulder.

"Let him be, baby girl. You know your Dad is just nervous for you." Kongpob pouted when Arthit playfully hit him on the shoulder.

Daw laughed, "Seriously though? I only got away for two days and you're already worried. Dad, I've grown up."

"There young lady," Kongpob pointed his finger, giving a warning gaze. "No matter how old you're, you're still our baby girl and we have the right to be worried for you."

Daw rolled her eyes, seeing her Dad playfully smirk at her from the side. "Now you both ganged up against me. It's always like this!"

Arthit and Kongpob glanced at eachother and burst out laughing. Making their lovely daughter pout from the other side.

"Enjoy your first day at college, dear. Make new friends and don't forget about what I told you, okay?" Arthit gave a gentle smile to their daughter, his other arm wrapped around his husband's waist.

Daw smiled, nodding her head. Adjusting her plaited hair over her shoulder. "Yes, Dad. The fact that it's the same University that you guys went to is already giving me chills."

"Oh, princess. Don't be. Just be yourself and don't get into any troubles, that's all I want you to follow."

"Don't listen to your Dad, Daw." Kongpob glanced at Arthit who raised his eyebrows at him.

"Enjoy your time there. If you always try to stay away from trouble it is less likely for you to enjoy campus life. So chill, let the future decide what's on for you. But that doesn't mean you should be careless. Know that you're always our little girl and you always make us proud."

Daw smiled wide, the dimples on her two cheeks in display. "Love you, Papa. Love you, Dad."

"Love you, baby girl." Daw chuckled as she watched her two fathers blow her a flying kiss which she returned with much enthusiasm.

"I'll get going then. Will call you once I return." Daw waved at her parents.

"See you! Say our hi to your dear uncle Knott too!" They wished her a best of luck before hanging up on the call.

Daw giggled to herself, shaking her head as she imagined her Papa and Dad getting into small arguments soon after they hung up on the call. About Arthit being the protective Dad all the time.

She checked herself in front of the mirror. Her black plaited, long hair falling over her shoulder. Her white shirt and black skirt crisp and tidy.

"Good luck to you, Daw Suttilak Rojnapath." Giving a fist bump on the mirror, with a fresh smile on her face, Daw took her bag and left the dorm room.

Taking a deep breath, she got herself mentally ready to start her first day at college.

She won't say she's the happiest today. It had been different for her ever since she moved out of her home to the dorm. Missing her parents and little brother, it was hard.

Ever since she can remember she was always attached to her family. Except for going on school trips she never stayed away from them. But now, knowing that for the next 4 years of her life she'll be staying in the dorms and going back home to only 'visit' was somewhat uncomfortable for her.

When you have a protective Dad and overly caring Papa, it's hard to not miss them. And not to mention her naughty little brother, Aroon. She'll miss the silly banters they make, small pillow fights that would end up with Kongpob scolding them. She'll miss irritating Arthit by hiding his favourite PinkMilk when he wakes up.

She's going to miss home.

"This is a new phase in your life, Daw. A step you have to take to fly away from under our wings. To know the world that's out there for you. And I'm sure you'll do great proving how strong of a person you're."

Her Papa's words are still in her mind. It had been always like this. Kongpob would be the one who talks and advises more through words but Arthit would be the one who speaks less but shows his love and support through his actions. But the elder male would always talk things out when necessary.

"Hmm...Khun?"

Daw blinked, turning around to the source of the voice, checking if the person was calling for her in the midst of the busy campus.

"Khun, do you know the way to the registration table for the freshmen?" A young man, a few feet taller than Daw, gave a nervous smile to the other.

"Yeah sure, I'm a first-year too. We can go together." Daw smiled, giving a friendly nod, sensing the other was nervous.

"Oh...thank you."

"I'm Daw, What's your name?" Daw asked, trying to form a conversation with the other. She could see the latter looked tensed, the first day of college nervousness. And she wanted to help him.

After all, she doesn't have any of her friends from high school here. It would be good if she get to know the guy beside her, someone who'll be familiar.

"Noel," The boy smiled, relaxed this time.

"Nice meeting you, Noel."

Daw found herself relaxing with the other as both of them started talking, sharing small details about themselves as they went through the first day procedures of a freshmen.

"This is a tradition here. Every year third-year hazers will haze the first years. Teach us about SOTUS and all." Daw gave a small summary of what was going on as they sat inside the huge hall. The second years interacting and keeping the freshmen entertained.

"Wow! You really know a lot about these," Noel gasped. It was all new to him as he just came here to study in Thailand after three years of schooling from abroad. These customs seemed cool for him.

Daw giggled, "Yeah, Dad and Papa had talked a lot about it to me."

Noel paused, glancing up at his new friend. "Dad and Papa?"

The smile on Daw's lips fell, but she soon masked his expression. "Uh well, my parents also studied in this same campus. Dad and Papa gave me a few hints about SOTUS before I moved to the dorms."

"Oh, I see." Noel gave a wide smile, genuinely interested in what Daw was speaking. "What else did they say? How was it back in their days?"

Daw blinked. Staring at Noel's curious face. A genuine smile graced her lips. Happy that Noel didn't react the way she thought he would.

"They didn't say much to me! Even though Papa was ready to tell, Dad kept on saying that I should experience it myself. Without anyone's help. Though, they told be basics about what they'll be trying to teach us and all." Daw rolled her eyes, remembering how Arthit had stopped an excited Kongpob who was ready to speak about SOTUS as she sat on the kitchen counter with Aroon beside her, eager to hear about it.

"Aw, typical fathers." Noel chuckled. "Always want us to learn things from our experiences. But I will say it's good from one side, it helps us to stand on our own feet."

"You're right," Daw smiled, looking ahead when the hall fell into complete silence.

Sitting straight, Daw and Noel subtly glanced at eachother as they saw a group of hazers, with their poker faces on, walked through the doors, his eyes strictly gazing straight.

They watched as one of the hazers stepped forward after they positioned themselves on the stage.

"Swadee first years! I'm Dave, your third year senior and head hazer! I'm in charge of monitoring every one of you throughout this year!"

Daw smiled wide as soon as she saw a familiar figure in the middle of the corridor. She took hurried steps ignoring the calls of Noel who asked her to wait.

"Uncle Knott!"

Daw giggled as he watched the elder male turn around in a split second. A wide smile gracing the elder man's face as he stepped closer to her.

"Aw, Daw!" Knott hugged the younger, making Daw giggle as she hugged him back.

"I wasn't able to talk to you at class. You have no idea how many times your Dad had messaged me to check on you." Knott chuckled as he pulled away, caressing Daw's head.

"Oh! I told Dad to not get worried about me!" She could only facepalm as Knott laughed at her.

"We're talking about Arthit here, Daw. You know how he's." Knott glanced behind Daw, watching the young man who stood nervously a few feet away.

"Dad and his tactics." Daw rolled her eyes.

"You got a friend here I see."

Daw turned around, smiling as she pulled Noel to the front who waied at the elder.

"This is Noel, Uncle. Met him today, he studied abroad so not familiar with our customs. So I decided to help him with it. Besides, none of my friends is here. At least I got one now."

Knott chuckled, "That's very nice. Hope you enjoy your campus days, Noel."

"Kharp Khun," Noel smiled, nodding his head.

Knott leaned over to Daw, "Don't let Arthit know you got a boy-friend, he's surely going to interrogate you."

"Uncle Knott!" Daw pouted, her eyebrows furrowed as she glared at the elder making the other laugh.

"Ok! Ok! I'll get going then. Don't forget to get your seniors' signatures. I'm sure you all will do a great job." Knott patted Daw's shoulder.

"Too much work but I guess I can manage." Daw could only shrug his shoulders making Knott chuckle and shake his head. Excusing himself he walked away.

As soon as Knott was away from their sight Noel let out a huge sigh.

"God! Daw! I didn't know our professor was your uncle!"

Daw laughed, nudging the other's shoulder, as they walked towards the library.

"He's my dad's best friend! I have a lot of uncles and aunts! Uncle Knott has been teaching here for three years now. And because of that Dad can get every information on me whenever he wants to!"

Noel laughed, staring at the other's irritated face.

"I'm jealous! You have a really protective Dad!"

Daw shrugged, "Sometimes it's too irritating you know! But I know Dad is just worried. But hey! If I complain about this to Papa it will be such a good sight to see him advise Dad to stop being overprotective over me!"

"You love to get your dad in trouble, don't you?" Noel shook his head, laughing.

Daw flipped her hair, smirking. "What can I say? It's my sole mission all these years! It's nice to see Dad and Papa play around with eachother to make me and my brother happy."

The other shook his head, smiling. The way Daw was speaking about her parents was making him miss his too.

"By the way, why do you want to go to come here?" Noel asked as they stepped into the library.

"Oh well! I heard from some students that our university keeps magazines of every faculty here! It might be hard but I wanted to see if I could get the magazine from my parents batch year." Daw grinned, already feeling excited as she walked towards the bookshelves.

"Oh, why do you need those?"

"To surprise them of course!", Daw giggled. "Besides, Dad was a head hazer back in his third year. I wanted to see if I could see some of his pictures in the magazine."

"Wow! Your Dad was a head hazer!? That's really cool!" Noel gasped. Daw's family was really an interesting one.

"Yeah, now come help me!" She pulled Noel with her, making the other chuckle at the enthusiastic girl.

Just 5 minutes into the search both started bickering as they weren't able to find the old magazines. Noel even tried to reason that it had been soo long and that they won't be able to find it.

"No! I'll find it! I'll be here for sure!" Daw puffed her cheeks. Adamant on searching for the old magazine.

Noel facepalmed. Staring at Daw who leaned down to check the bottom row of the shelf. He shook his head when his friend started to cough from all the dust that covered the books. Sighing he joined in the search.

Ten minutes in a satisfied gasp left Daw's lips as she pulled out a few books. Giggling as she gathered them in her arms, wiping off the dust that covered them.

"Finally!" A bright dimpled smile formed on her face as she made her way towards one of the tables.

"I told you that I'll find them! A decision made by Daw Rojnapath Suttilak will always be completed."

Daw smirked, glancing at Noel who rolled his eyes.

"Sure madam."

Laughing they took their seats. Without wasting time Daw started to search through each one of the books. She wasn't sure which year's book it was, and she was too lazy to calculate it at the moment. So she's just going to check through the magazines which she's sure belongs to the batches when her parents were studying there.

Daw glanced at her friend who sat beside her, scrolling through his phone. Rolling her eyes she continued her search. Taking out the third book from the set Daw's fingers halted as she came across photos of the hazers group. A gasp leaving her lips.

"Papa?"

Noel turned to face Daw who was too focused on the book, "What happened?"

Daw glanced at the other male, then pointed at the page in front of her, "I-This is my Papa."

"Oh!" Noel scooted closer, his eyes fixed on the photo of the male, wearing a red jacket over the back t-shirt, just like their third-year seniors.

'Kongpob Suttilak, Head Hazer' written boldly below the photo.

Noel's eyes widened. "Your Papa is Kongpob Suttilak!? The Kongpob Suttilak?! CEO of Siam Polymers!?"

Daw's eyes widened, hushing Noel. "Shut up! Don't shout you idiot!"

Noel gave a nervous smile, "Sorry."

"So your dad might be Arthit Rojnapath. Right?"

Daw nodded her head. Chuckling as she saw Noel gasp. Arthit Rojnapath and Kongpob Suttilak were well-known faces in Thailand. Co-CEOs of Siam Polymer Group. Around three-fourth of the country knew about the young men who established their names over the industry.

Despite being from a famous family Daw wanted to keep a low profile. She didn't want the attention and of course, her two fathers supported it. And Daw knew, even if she didn't talk about it to Arthit and Kongpob, her Dad and Papa might have already made decisions to not get in between her decisions.

"Wow...uhh-well, why are you soo surprised anyway?" Noel raised an eyebrow, trying to seem calm with the fact that he was sitting near the daughter of two famous businessmen.

Daw scratched the back of her head, "I didn't know that Papa was a head hazer. I just can't imagine him in that position! He's too soft for being a head hazer! But hey, he looks handsome here!"

Noel laughed, "Then what about your Dad?"

"Oh! I can clearly imagine him being a head hazer! Even though he isn't much strict with us but just a glare from him we would run away!" Daw shuddered at the memories.

Noel laughed, the facial expressions Daw made was too comical.

"I'm going to take photos of these! Will surely tease them with these!" Daw giggled, taking out her phone.

There were photos of Kongpob standing at the hazing hall, with other hazers who was none other than Kongpob's friends, her uncles. Damn, she didn't expect this!

Other pictures contained the hazers with the freshmen, and the way her Papa's eyes were sharp and a bleak expression over his face was completely a new face to Daw.

"This is your Dad right?" Noel asked, pushing another magazine towards Daw.

She immediately took the magazine, scanning through the page that contained the photos of the hazers. A wide smile forming on her lips.

"Wow! He looks soo cool!" Daw immediately clicked a photo of the latter's picture.

"He looks scary though," Noel shuttered.

Daw laughed, "I'm not even surprised! But hey! He looks kinda hot!"

Flipping through the pages she giggled, finding her Papa among the freshmen who her Dad was hazing. It was hard to find Kongpob among the group of freshmen but Daw somehow managed to find him. She even spotted her uncles among them.

She knew that Arthit's friends were hazers too back then, Kongpob had told her that. So it wasn't a surprise to see them among the hazers.

"Your Papa was the campus moon!" Noel pointed at the page that contained the pictures of the winners from the freshers event.

Daw smirked, a proud smile on her face. "And won the popular vote award too. They say it's the first time in the history of the university that a student won both awards. I heard that, this record has still not been broken by anyone!"

"Your Papa is really something." Noel laughed when Daw flipped her hair, the pride shining in her eyes. Continuing to go through the magazine.

"Damn! Dad looks scary while hazing! I feel pity for all the freshmen."

Noel laughed. "Then our hazers are better then. Not soo scary."

Daw pursed her lips. "True. But our hazers are still scary."

They glanced at eachother, soon muffling their laughter. Making sure they're not loud as per the library rules.

"And they asked us to get 1000 signatures! Within a week!" Daw sighed, pouting as she stared at her two fathers and her brother through the laptop screen.

"1000 signatures!? That's a lot!" Aroon gasped, genuinely feeling pity for his sister.

"Just try it and you'll be able to get all the signatures, my princess." Kongpob gave an encouraging smile.

"Yeah, this activity is for you to interact with your seniors. It'll help you in the coming years. I guarantee you that." Arthit nodded his head assuringly.

"I guess so. I got twenty signatures already. Hopefully, I can complete it within a week."

"That's our girl!" Arthit winked at her daughter making Daw giggle.

Suddenly remembered something Daw took out her phone, sending a few pictures into their family chat group that consisted of just the four of them.

"Oh, what is this?" Arthit's curious voice was heard from the other side. Daw waited expectantly with a grin plastered on her face as she waited for the other three to see what she had sent.

"Oh my! Dad! Papa! Are these really you!?" Aroon exclaimed, almost jumping on the sofa as he clutched onto his phone.

"Where did you get these from?" Kongpob asked, surprised as his fingers hoavered over the phone's screen. Smiling as he saw the photos.

"Got it from the college magazines. I wanted to check if they had Dad's photo. Took a long time to get these but worth it in the end." Daw smiled, the way her parents' face brightened was all that she needed. The search was worth it.

"And Papa, you didn't tell us that you were a head hazer too!" Daw pointed out, pouting.

Kongpob chuckled, glancing at Arthit who smiled back at him.

"Dad looks scary here!" Aroon pointed out, earning a smack from Arthit.

"But extremely handsome! Right, Dad?" Daw giggled as Arthit gave thumps up.

"You both," Kongpob shook his head. Smiling. "As the daddy's girl you're."

"And I'm Papa's boy!" Aroon hugged Kongpob from the side, sticking his tongue out at Daw who pouted, not being able to get a hug from them.

Arthit stared at the screen, feeling a tug in his heart as he saw Daw's eyes fixed on Kongpob and Aroon who were hugging and laughing.

He never thought that he would be in a position where he'll start missing their children who will stay away from them for studies. He had experienced staying away from Kongpob for two years when the younger went to study for his master degree. He knows the pain, the yearning. But this was different.

Seeing his daughter away from him. Starting a new phase of life, no more under their wings of protection. He realised how much Daw has grown up. She was still that tiny bundle of joy, who he had carried days and nights for her to stop crying and sleep. Daw was still that little baby girl in his mind.

And now being in this position he understands how his own parents might have felt on those days when he couldn't reach home for weekends or holidays due to work or studies.

"P'Arthit, you okay?" Kongpob placed a hand on his husband's shoulder, breaking Arthit's trance.

"Y-Yeah I'm fine. It's nothing," Arthit smiled back. But he know Kongpob could see through it and he was very much right when the other leaned forward and pressed a kiss on his cheek.

"Don't worry P, she's our princess. And will always be."

Arthit smiled, his dimples in display that made Kongpob poke on them making the two giggle.

"Come on you two! Spare us please!"

Daw's voice from the other end made the couple turn towards the laptop and playfully glare at their daughter.

Yet soon breaking onto a peal of laughter. Falling into a comfortable conversation once again, sharing little details of everyone's day. Feeling as if all of them were home.

And despite everything the three know they're going to miss Daw as soon as the call ends. Especially Aroon. The younger boy may not show it but Arthit and Kongpob could see through their son. They know how attached both the brother and sister are, so they know how much Aroon might miss his big sister.

The reality that one day even Aroon will move out of their house for studies was registering inside the two fathers. And the fact that it'll be only two more years before Aroon will graduate high school and join a college somehow ached their hearts. But this was life, it goes on. Responsibilities and duties come in together.

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"You can't punish all of us just because some of the students didn't attend hazing!"

"Who are you talking back to, 0562?!" Dave glared at Daw.

Daw sighed, "I didn't mean to talk back P'Dave, but you shouldn't punish us because of others. Why do we have to bear their punishment? It's not fair."

Daw gulped, glancing down to see Noel facepalming. Other students had their heads hung low as per the hazer's instructions.

"0562! Think before you speak to your elders! We're your seniors and we know what we have to do and what not to! I'm the head hazer and you have no right to question our actions!"

"But-" Daw bit her lips when Dave raised his hand, forcing her to stop.

"If you're soo adamant on your points then you can run 20 laps to compensate for the 20 students who are absent today!" Dave stepped forward, keeping a straight face as he watched Daw clench her palms on either side.

"Go now!"

Daw turned around, marching her way out of the cheering hall. She didn't understand what was wrong now, she was just trying to justify why they don't have to be punished just because some of the students weren't attending the hazing sessions. It wasn't fair to them. The hazers could punish those who were absent, but why them!?

"Those hazers," Daw grumbled, starting to jog around the race track. Mumbling all the way, cursing the hazers for making her run under the sun.

But before she could complete the third round he found the head hazer and other two hazers standing at the side of the race track. Asking her to stop running.

"N'Daw," Dave folded his arms against his chest.

"I'm happy that you're standing up for yourself and your friends but know that everything we do have their own meanings to it."

Daw nodded her head, panting a little from the run. She wasn't in the mood to reply with whatever she had in her mind for the seniors.

"We want you all to get to know eachother. The next three years of campus life, you're going to be together. We want you all to have the unity other batch students have."

"You can go back now." Dave nodded his head as Daw waied at him before jogging away.

As soon as Daw walked through the hazing hall's exit door she found Noel and her other three friends waiting for her.

"What did P'Dave speak to you!? Did he scold you!? Are you okay?!"

Daw was bombarded with questions as soon as she stepped closer to them making her chuckle.

"I'm fine guys. He didn't scold me. Gave me a warning though, that's all."

"You sure?" Noel asked, genuinely concerned for his friend.

"Yeah, tell us if they are harsh to you. We'll complain to the Dean." Lara placed her arm around Daw as they started walking.

"Guys, relax! They weren't harsh on me, I promise you."

Daw could only chuckle at them. She's happy that she got supportive friends like this within a few weeks of being on campus. She believed that she would be stuck with Noel for the rest of the year as her friend, not that she objects to his company or anything, she feels comfortable with Noel. But she wanted to make more friends too. Daw didn't have a permanent group of friends when she was in high school, she was everywhere, among everyone.

So having a particular gang like this at campus thrilled her. She doesn't know how or when the five of them became soo close, it happened somehow. With sharing awkward greetings at class, or from asking for an extra paper or pen in class, or even bumping into eachother in the canteen. In the end, she got good friends and she's more than happy with it. After all, campus life wasn't soo bad as she thought it would be.

Maybe except for Sotus and hazing, but she can feel herself coming in terms with it though.

"You know? Ever since you pulled that stunt in the hazing hall, the university forum had been talking about it. Even our seniors shared some stories of the previous batch." Rian spoke as he scrolled through his mobile as they found a table to sit in the cafeteria.

"What!? Really?!" Daw's eyes widened, suddenly feeling embarrassed for what she did. But she don't regret it, it was a genuine question that she asked.

"Yeah! And the most interesting thing is, there is a story about a head hazer and a freshman who fell in love with eachother in the end. It was years back but our seniors say this story still circulates around every year."

"Huh? What does that story have anything to do with Daw standing up against the head hazer?" Daw stared at Claire who raised the question as she sipped onto her iced coffee.

"Exactly!" Noel pointed out.

Rian chuckled, resting his arms on the table. Looking as if he's going to tell a big secret.

"Well, it's not every year that freshmen talks back to hazers like that. Most of the time they are too scared to do so. So, it's only once in a while that we get freshers like our dear princess Daw-"

"I'm not a princess!" Daw glared at her friend.

"But your Papa calls you so," Claire nudged shoulders making everyone laugh as Daw groaned.

It was totally her mistake to let Claire attend the call on her phone a few days back because she was busy finishing her notes. And that ended up being a call from Kongpob, and her Papa greeted by calling her 'princess' the moment the call was connected. Ever since then all of them had been teasing her with the nickname.

"Anyway, so there is this famous love story about a really hot-tempered head hazer and a handsome freshman who were like cat and mouse to eachother throughout the hazing but ended up falling in love with eachother in the end."

Daw raised her eyebrow, glancing at Rian to speak further. She knows the other has something to add knowing the smirk on his face.

"And well, who knows our princess might end up with the head hazer in the end."

"Rein! I'll kill you! Yew! How could you say that!?" Daw leaned forward, smacking Rian on the head making everyone fall into a fit of laughter.

"Besides I heard P'Dave already has a girlfriend from the arts faculty." Lara added.

"Show me! Where did you read that stupid story from!?" Daw snatched Rian's phone.

"Hey! My phone!"

Daw rolled her eyes as she scrolled through the college forum. Others gathering beside her to get a glimpse of the 'story' their friend was spouting about.

"Oh! It is real! That would be such an amazing love story! The freshman was a campus moon too! Damn!" Lara squealed beside Daw, reading the posts from the seniors.

"They said the hazing back then was harsh! So just imagine the head hazer! He must be soo scary! Now I really would like to know about their story." Even Noel couldn't keep quiet.

Daw rolled her eyes. Despite showing that she wasn't very interested in this, deep down she was curious too. Upon what she read online they really seem like a sweet couple. And the fact that it was a more than 15 years old story, yet it had been passed down throughout the years was an interesting fact.

Maybe she can ask Arthit and Kongpob about it. They might know something. It's the weekend anyway, she's going to her home too, it wouldn't be hard to ask them about it.

What can go wrong anyway?

"You what!?"

Daw hissed at the loud shout that slipped her Dad's lips. Looking up she just shrugged her shoulders making Arthit's eyes go wider.

"Oh, P'Daw! You're awesome!" Aroon stared at his sister in awe. Daw and Aroon giggled as they high fived.

"Not you too Aroon!" Arthit glared at his son who gave a puzzled smile to his dad.

"But that was cool, dad." Aroon pouted.

Arthit facepalmed, leaning over the headrest of the sofa.

"You talked back to the hazers, Daw!" Arthit shook his head.

He turned to his husband who was busy peeling the oranges beside him, plating them for them to have their snack after dinner.

"Why are you not saying anything, Kong!? You're spoiling them!"

Kongpob looked up at the elder male, raising an eyebrow. "I'm the one who's spoiling them? Really P'Arthit?"

Arthit gulped, turning his face away. Glaring at their children who started laughing.

Kongpob chuckled, shaking his head as he placed the plate of fully pealed oranges on the table.

"You buy them everything they ask for, treat them ice creams when I say not to. And in the end, you say I spoiled them. Wow, P'Arthit."

"Whatever," Arthit rolled his eyes. Yet immediately breaking into a smile as Kongpob leaned his head on his shoulder and hugged his arm.

"Oh come on P'Arthit. Leave your head hazer mode and get into your father mode." Kongpob pecked his husband's cheek.

Daw and Aroon could only roll their eyes as their parents started to forget their presence once again.

"But Kong-"

"P'Arthit Kharp!" Kongpob whined, looking up to meet his husband's worried eyes.

"What did you do when I was a freshman? The same happened with Daw too. Come on, let her be! She didn't get into any trouble, so relax, P."

Arthit sighed, glancing at Daw who scratched the back of her neck, giving a nervous smile to him.

"And besides, let her learn the way we all learned it. It's not always that we would get to be with her, she had to learn it her way, P'Arthit Kharp. You yourself said that to me." Kongpob smiled, caressing the elder's arm.

Arthit took a deep breath, " Okay, fine."

Kongpob giggled, leaning in to peck Arthit's lips who smiled and wounded his arms around the younger's waist.

"God, dad! You scared us! I don't know what we would do if Papa wasn't here." Aroon scooted closer to his sister, snatching the piece of orange from her.

"Aroon!" Daw glared at her brother who ate the piece of orange in return.

"Can you both stop fighting for a second?" Kongpob shook his head as his children sheepishly smiled back at him.

"Oh, Kong! Let them be." Arthit smirked, chucking when Kongpob glared at him.

"I still don't get how you fell in love with dad, Papa. If he's this scary now, he would have been much worse back then!"

"Remember the photo I showed you last time! Dad was really scary!" Daw pointed out, completely immersed in the talk.

"Papa too! I never thought he would look soo tough!" Aroon cupped his cheeks in horror, remembering the photo of Kongpob Daw had shown last time from the University magazine.

"I agree. But Papa was way better than Dad. Seriously! Just a look from Dad from that time I think I would have peef the very next second!"

Arthit and Kongpob glanced at eachother, frowning at their children who started to talk as if they weren't here listening to their talks.

"What am I going to do with these two?" Arthit let out a sigh.

"You're always there to support them in every silly thing they do, so endure it." Kongpob giggled.

Arthit shook his head, chuckling. He sat up straight, giving raised eyebrows to their children who continued analysing who was the scariest among Arthit and Kongpob.

"Daw, Aroon."

The two stopped their talk as soon as Arthit called out for them. Turning to face them, they gulped, staring at the smirking faces of their parents.

"Remember that we're hearing all that you speak guys." Kongpob rested his elbows on his knees, smiling at them.

"Uh... sorry," they mumbled together making Arthit and Kongpob laugh out loud. Followed by Daw and Aroon who joined them.

Continuing to tease eachother and share stories about school and college. Daw surely missed this, staying away for a few weeks itself made her miss the warmth of the home. But campus experience was a different aspect, she started to love it there too. Being with friends and everything.

"Oh Dad, Papa, I wanted to ask you something."

"What is it, princess?" Kongpob handed a few pieces of orange to Arthit and took some for himself.

"Oh well, after my incident with our head hazer there had been a story that started to circulate around. It's a story that took place long back ago I guess, seniors got to know it from the old batches it seems."

Arthit raised an eyebrow, "What story?"

"Well, it's like a love story. Between a hot-tempered head hazer and a first year. They say both of them were on each other's throats all the time. Like a cat and mouse. The junior even stated that he would make the head hazer his wife to get his gear, something like that."

Arthit choked on the orange he was eating, Kongpob immediately patted his husband's shoulder, holding in the smile that threatened to escape his lips.

"Dad, you okay?" Aroon asked, bringing a glass of water for Arthit.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Arthit cleared his throat, making eye contact with Kongpob. Sharing a knowing glance.

Kongpob chuckled, facing his daughter, "Continue Daw."

"Yeah, right. Well, even though everyone thought they were sworn enemies, in the end, both of them fell in love. That's all we know about this. I thought you guys might know something since it is a story from years back, I'm curious about this relationship. It sounds really... interesting."

"W-where did you get this story from?" Arthit could feel his whole face burning hot, all the memories flooding his mind.

"Like I told you, dad, from some seniors. And it is there in our campus forum."

Daw and Aroon glanced at eachother, confused as they stared at Kongpob who started laughing.

"Papa, why are you laughing?"

Kongpob leaned on Arthit, trying to control his laughter but it was nearly impossible. Especially with the way Arthit was blushing beside him.

"Sorry-sorry, I couldn't contain it." Kongpob covered his mouth, trying to get his shaking body to calm down.

"Kongpob!"

The younger couldn't help but burst out laughing again as Arthit glared at him, face flushed red.

Aroon and Daw had their eyebrows furrowed, lips parted as they stared at their parents. Giving them a weird look.

"What is going on with you two?" Daw couldn't help herself.

Kongpob glanced at Arthit, finally calmed down now. Giggling he nudged his husband's shoulder, talking through their eyes. Arthit could only chuckle in the end, nodding his head as he watched Kongpob getting up from the seat with a wide grin on his face.

"Papa, where are you going?" Aroon frowned, his hazel eyes following his Papa who walked towards the stairs.

"I'll be back soon, till then ask your Dad what happened." Kongpob gave a teasing look to Arthit who chuckled before he ran up the stairs.

Arthit gulped as two pairs of eyes stared right at him with raised eyebrows. Demanding for an explanation.

"Dad."

Arthit sighed, clearing his throat, making himself comfortable as he stared at his daughter and son who sat opposite to him.

"Well, didn't you ask uncle Knott about this story that you heard?"

Daw pouted, "I kind of did. I was impatient! But uncle just laughed and told me to ask you. He told you could answer the question better than he could. I didn't understand what that meant."

Arthit chuckled, "Well, the story you heard from the forum is about two people who you know very well about."

Daw's eyes widened, "What!? I know them!?"

Arthit nodded his head. Aroon on the other end just stared at his Dad in confusion.
"Do I know them, dad?"

"Very much."

Daw frowned, "But who? From which batch this happened. It took place years back as per our seniors. Give us a clue, dad! Do you know from which year this took place at?"

Arthit folded his arms against his chest, a shy smile playing on his lips.

"It took place when I was studying there."

"Wow! Really!?" Aroon and Daw gasped. Glancing at eachother.

Arthit waited as he watched Daw and Aroon stare at eachother, talking through their eyes. Their facial expressions changing from second to second. Arthit cleared his throat, trying to control his laughter.

"Dad!" Aroon yelped, snapping his head towards Arthit, who raised an eyebrow at him.

"What?"

"Don't tell me-" Daw gasped. Her eyes going wide. Aroon and Daw could only stare at their dad with mouths wide open. Registering what was happening.

Arthit waved his hands in front of their faces, laughing when they flinched and closed their mouth. Both of their faces flushed red as they groaned, realisation hitting them.

"Guessing by your reactions I think P'Arthit already told you," Kongpob chuckled, bringing a cardboard box along with him as he took a seat beside his friend.

"Nah, they're smart. They figured it out themselves," Arthit smirked.

"I can't believe this!" Daw almost cried. All this while she was thinking about getting to know more about this story when in reality it was her own parents' love story!

Kongpob could only laugh. Taking out a book from the cardboard box he glanced at his daughter and son who curiously tried to peek inside. Carefully taking out a few photos from the book, Kongpob placed the book back inside the box.

"Here you go. These were some of my and P'Arthit's photos from when I was a freshman. They're quite interesting ones."

Kongpob and Arthit burst out laughing as they watched Daw snatch the pictures from him and examine those with Aroon. Gasping as they went through each one of the photos.

Arthit glanced at Kongpob, smiling when their eyes met. Both of them knew that they were reminiscing about those days. The beginning of their relationship. The memories were previous.

"Oh my! Dad! Did you really punch Papa!?" Aroon gasped showing them the photo which had a picture of Arthit clutching onto Kongpob's shirt, one arm raised as if he was about to punch him.

Aroon and Daw knew the base of their love story. It's just that Arthit and Kongpob didn't elaborate everything to them. There wasn't a chance for it, their children never asked to. All that Daw and Aroon knew was that Arthit had hazed Kongpob and in the end fell in love with eachother. They didn't know anything more about the story.

"Oh, he surely would have got from me if not for your uncle Knott. Knott had pulled me away from punching him," Arthit rolled his eyes.

Daw gasped, "Why were you going to punch him anyway?"

Kongpob grinned this time, "Well, that was when I told him that I'll make him my wife."

Daw covered her mouth, eyes wide as a saucer. Her pale face flushed red. Ears turning into a darker shade. She groaned, slumping against the headrest of the sofa.

"I want full details about your love story before sunrise!"

Aroon's outburst made Arthit and Kongpob lean into eachother and laugh. The stunned faces of their children were too funny. They haven't seen soo many emotions run through their daughter and son's faces like this in a long time.

"How did you even get these pictures, Papa?" Daw was still in a daze, staring at the photographs in her hand.

"Oh, during those days some of the seniors used to post pictures of the hazing in the school forum. And when these incidents happening they posted pictures of it too. I saved a few and took printouts." Kongpob replied nonchalantly, his head still resting on Arthit's shoulder who was breathing heavily beside him from all the laughing.

"Tell us more! I want to know every single detail about your love story! I can't believe you hid this from us!" Aroon and Daw whined, extremely shaken from the revelation.

Though they have seen Arthit and Kongpob bickering around for little to nothing issues, knowing that they both practically hated eachother before they fell in love with eachother was hard to digest for them.

"Well, this is all you get for today," Kongpob smirked, coming up to his feet. Taking the photos from Daw and Aroon's hands he placed them inside the box.

"What!? Papa! Please!"

Kongpob shook his head, "Nope. It's already late. You guys should sleep. Be patient, we'll speak about it tomorrow."

"But Papa!" Aroon whined but soon shut his mouth when Kongpob raised an eyebrow at him.

"Dad," Daw and Aroon pouted at Arthit who stood up from the sofa.

"Listen to what Papa says. Sorry kiddos." Arthit winked at them before following Kongpob upstairs.

"You both are not fair!"

Arthit's eyes kept following Kongpob who closed the windows in their bedroom, pulling in the curtains and set the alarm on his phone. Making sure he didn't forget anything before slipping inside the blanket, settling on the bed. Leaving the bedside lamp on.

"What?" Kongpob turned to face the elder, mirroring Arthit's position as he rested his head on his elbow.

Arthit smiled, reaching his hand to brush Kongpob's hair away from his forehead.

"Nothing, I just can't believe our story still circulates around our campus."

Kongpob chuckled. Snuggling closer to the elder male, he rested his head on Arthit's arm. The elder pulled him closer by his waist, basked in the warmth of eachother, their lips caressed against eachother. Sharing a soft kiss.

"What can I say? I made quite a scene back then that no one forgets those days." Kongpob giggled, nudging their noses. "Besides, the hot-headed head hazer himself announced to the world that this annoying junior was his boyfriend."

Arthit grinned, pressing a kiss on Kongpob's forehead. "I had to, or else someone might have stolen you away from me."

"And here we're now. Married happily, living with our two wonderful children. Running our business. We walked a long road, P'Arthit Kharp."

The elder male caressed the younger's cheek, smiling softly as they stared into each other's eyes. The dim-lit room calming their minds. The presence of eachother warming each other's hearts as always.

"I love you, 0062."

A wide smile graced Kongpob's lips, closing his eyes as he rested their foreheads together.

"I missed this, you calling me 0062. I missed it."

Breathing heavily as Arthit slipped his hand under his baggy t-shirt, Kongpob parted his lips. Leaning forward to capture the elder's lips.

Kongpob's hand slipped between them, cupping Arthit's cheek as the elder's cold fingers caressed his back. Nibbling onto each other's lips, soft and calm.

"I love you, P. Soo, much." The younger breathed heavily, parting away as he panted. Looking up through his lashes into the overwhelming gaze of the elder male.

Arthit didn't reply, instead, he leaned forward, slipping his fingers into the soft locks as he pressed their lips together. His pale hands gliding over the honey skin. Soft moans escaping their lips. Slow and passionate.

Warm and full of love.

*****

Don't know if that came out well😅

Tried my best to come up
with a family one-shot.

Hope you all enjoyed it!

Happy Krist Day everyone!❤️🐢

Stay safe and healthy!
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