"𝐌𝐲 𝐝𝐚𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐩𝐚. 𝐒𝐨... 𝐈 𝐭𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲." A twenty-year arranged marriage, one misunderstood son, and a love that had always been painfully quiet. ♪ A PondPhuwin AU story. Arranged marriage of 20 years with a 15 year old son who tinks that their parents are anything but couples. Because all he ever witnessed are silent mornings, rare emotions and an empty heart. What he doesn't know is they both have been in love, jut in a quiet way. ♪ ✓ Arranged marriage. ✓ Top Naravit & Bottom Tang ✓ Mentions of male pregnancy ✓ No directions of typical omegaverse elements (heat, rut, pheromones, mates) ♪ This entire story, plot belongs to me, unfortunately Pond and Phuwin don't. This story is written only for entertainment purpose. Any similarities to other stories, real life incidences, or famous celebrities is purely coincidential and not intentional. Read it with an open mind.

Pond has two problems. The first is Phuwin. The second is that Phuwin has been his problem since they were five. Unfortunately, growing up did not make Phuwin less loud, less shameless, less irritating, or less determined to make Pond's life difficult. It only made him taller, more athletic, more popular, and significantly harder to ignore. Which is particularly inconvenient when the six idiots who grew up together in the same neighbourhood somehow end up at the same university. Pond is trying to study. Phuwin is trying to have fun. Joong is trying to survive. Dunk is enjoying the disaster. Perth is actively contributing to it. Santa is just happy to be there. And somewhere between childhood fights, teenage disasters, university chaos, and years of insisting that they are **just friends**, Pond and Phuwin are going to have to deal with the one thing neither of them has ever been particularly good at: being normal about each other. They are still exactly the same six idiots. Only now there are exams, university dorms, new people, bad decisions, and absolutely no adult supervision. And Pond and Phuwin? They are just friends. Obviously. They have been just friends for years. What could possibly go wrong? (It's a PhuwinPond story ♡)

A kind student saves a stray cat, only to find love, warmth, and magic in the boy it becomes.💝🫂

Final-year medical students Pond, Joong, and William have exactly three goals: survive their last year, graduate with whatever remains of their sanity, and avoid getting publicly humiliated by their professors. Unfortunately, the hospital has other plans. Enter Dr. Phuwin Tangsakyuen, the cardiothoracic fellow whose face should probably be classified as a workplace hazard. Alongside him are Dr. Dunk Natachai, who knows everyone's business before they do, and Dr. Est Supha, who runs on caffeine, surgical skill, and questionable decision-making. With two days in cardiothoracic surgery, two days in neonatal medicine, and two days in general surgery, the students are trapped in an endless cycle of rounds, lectures, surgeries, night shifts, and increasingly suspicious eye contact. Pond is definitely not staring at Dr. Phuwin. Joong definitely has his life under control. William definitely isn't babysitting two grown adults. Nobody is developing feelings. Nobody is making bad decisions. Nobody is one inconvenience away from a complete emotional breakdown. As friendships blur into something far more complicated, hospital gossip spreads faster than medical records, scents become impossible to ignore, and six people discover that medicine can explain a lot of things. Hearts, unfortunately, are not one of them.

He never said he was mine. He just never left. Phuwin Tangsakyuen learned early that staying was a choice. People came and went-friends, routines, places-everything temporary if you waited long enough. Staying meant intention. Staying meant attention. Staying meant you had already decided the outcome. That was why he didn't stay for most people. He left rooms when conversations dulled. He left parties before anyone noticed. He left before attachments formed. Control lived in distance. Then there was Pond Naravit. Pond didn't arrive like a disruption. He didn't demand space or attention. He simply existed-open, unguarded, unaware of the way eyes followed him. He spoke easily. Trusted easily. Let people linger where they shouldn't. Phuwin noticed him the way one notices a weak point in a structure-quietly, instinctively, knowing it would matter later. He told himself it was nothing at first. A shared hallway. A shared class. A shared room. But then he stayed. He stayed when he could have left. Stayed when silence would have been easier. Stayed when distance would have kept him safe. Phuwin didn't touch. Didn't confess. Didn't claim. He just stayed. And somewhere between watching and waiting, between restraint and want, staying stopped being a choice- and became a vow.

IT'S A PHUWINPOND STORY SO IF ANYONE ISN'T COMFORTABLE WITH THE IDEA PLEASE SKIP THIS ONE! ALSO, IT'S GOING TO BE A LITTLE MORE SMUTTIER THAN MY USUAL WORKS! HOPE YOU LIKE IT ENJOY!!! <3 Pond has always been the kind of boy people orbit without thinking. Third year on campus, his reputation walks ahead of him - reckless charm, easy dominance, a confidence so natural it almost feels like instinct. He wins dares, hearts, and attention without trying. Control is simply who he is. Phuwin is... harder to read. Quieter. Sharper. Unimpressed in ways that feel almost intentional. Where Pond is wildfire, Phuwin is gravity - subtle, steady, impossible to escape once you step too close. What begins as a careless late-night bet is supposed to be simple: prove a point, claim a victory, move on. But some games don't follow familiar rules. With every encounter that follows, something in Pond shifts in ways he can't explain, can't predict, and definitely can't admit. Pride turns restless. Curiosity turns consuming. And the version of himself he has always relied on starts to feel strangely... incomplete. As lines blur between competition and connection, both of them are pulled into a quiet emotional tug-of-war where winning no longer means what it used to. Because sometimes surrender isn't about losing control - it's about discovering where you truly belong. In a story of ego, tension, and the terrifying comfort of being understood, Pond will learn that not all falls are failures. Some are simply gravity calling you home.

It's a PHUWINPOND story..!!! So if you are uncomfortable with the idea of PhuwinPond, please skip this!! MAIN COUPLE: PHUWINPOND SIDE COUPLES: JOONGDUNK, GEMINIFOURTH I hope you like it!!!

Pond and Phuwin have been rivals since the first day of school-grades, attention, even oxygen. They hate each other so much, it's practically a full-time job. But when Pond moves into Phuwin's neighborhood and their moms-lifelong besties-discover the boys are classmates, everything spirals. Suddenly, they're forced to play nice. Fake friendship. Shared dinners. Coordinated tutoring sessions. And worst of all? Their moms think they're adorable together. Pond is the school's bad boy-motorbike, charm, and a trail of broken hearts. Phuwin is the academic menace-sharp-tongued, caffeine-fueled, and secretly unbothered by Pond's theatrics. They clash like fire and sarcasm. But when someone else tries to hurt Phuwin, Pond's fury is instant. And when Phuwin sees Pond vulnerable-really vulnerable-something shifts. Enemies to lovers? More like enemies to "I hate you so much I'd die for you."