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At this rate, they can make another baby. They're too touchy with each otherHere's a compilation of all three for those who can't be bother flicking through the thread.
The day they returned to Bangkok from the village where Jee had accepted Tit’s proposal, Satit dropped her off at her condo and escorted her all the way up to her front door. As Jee was entering the password into the pin pad to unlock the door, Satit took a hold of her hand and turned her around to face him.
“Move in with me.” Satit says looking deeply into Jee’s eyes.
Jee was a caught off guard by his request but could not help but feel excited by the prospect of continuing to spending everyday by each other’s side like they had back at the village. However, Jee knew that Tit had a mountain of paper work to attend to at the law firm and she also had some important matters to attend to.
Yesterday, Jee had gotten a phone call from her mother’s solicitor telling her that she was the sole beneficiary of Sittha’s estate. The amount of corruption money the man had siphoned off in offshore accounts boggled Jee’s mind. The court had ruled Sittha’s death as an act of self-defence on Jaraya’s part, and thus all of his assets went to Jaraya as his legal wife and next of kin. The solicitor explained that Jaraya refused to take the money of her daughter’s abuser and was leaving it all to Jee.
Jee thought it best to deal with all of the legal work associated with inheriting an empire before taking the next big step in her life and moving in with Tit. Jee didn’t want to tell Tit about it quite yet because she knew he’d insist on helping her with the legal details despite having a colossal amount of his own work to do, so she made up an excuse. “We’re not married yet; it wouldn’t be proper. Also my mother would die of shame if we moved in together without getting married first.”
Tit directed a sardonic smile at her, “Jee, I really doubt your mother concerns herself with what others think of her anymore. Also, I’ve already knocked you up, so I think the world has already established that we aren’t a couple that does things the proper way.”
Jee pretended to be outraged and slapped his shoulder, to which Tit rubbed his shoulder vigorously, pretending that it hurt. Turning back around, Jee finished entering the password to open the door. As she was about to step into the condo, Tit slid his arms around her waist from behind. Jee could feel his warm breath tickling her ear.
“Please Jee. Come live with me. I don’t ever want to be apart from you again. I want be to take care of you and our baby.” Satit softly whispers to her, while circling his hand over where their child rested in her womb, knowing full well what kind of reaction it would stir in her body.
Jee thought her knees were going to give way from the intense emotions he was inciting in her, and she felt heat pooling in an area not too far south of where Tit ‘s hands laid. It took all of her strength not to give in to his pleads.
If Tit wanted to seduce her into compliance. Fine, Jee thought. But two can play at this game. Putting on a smouldering look she had mastered from her years in the entertainment industry, she swiftly spun around in Tit’s arms and placed both her hands on his chest. Jee then lifted herself onto her toes, moving her face as close as possible to his without touching it.
Tit was stunned by her brazenness and for a moment his mind blanked. Jee quickly took the opportunity and pushed Tit backwards while keeping her face close to his. Tit shuffled backwards until his back hit the hallway wall opposite her front door. Jee pressed her body onto his and Jee immediately felt his body’s reaction up against her stomach. She revelled in how powerful it made her feel. Tit’s breathing grew heavy and he instinctively brought his hands up to clasp the side of her waist, but had yet to recover from the shock of Jee's seduction.
Jee drew circles on Tit’s chest with her right hand and in the softest and sexiest whisper Jee could manage, she said. “Give me just a little more time, na ka P’Tit? It won’t be for too long. Please. I promise I’ll make it worth your while.” Her words dripped with innuendo.
Tit's eyes widened in shock and he felt like he was going to melt into a puddle right in the hallway. His mind was running rampant.
Jee wanted to giggle at the state of haze she had induced in Tit, but she then pressed her body further into his and tiptoed up to give him a quick peck on the lips. “Drive home safe,” she chirped, before quickly sliding out of his arms and rushing back into her apartment. Jee closed and locked the door behind her with the biggest smile on her face.
Tit stood frozen in the hallway, willing his body to calm down. His face broke into an enormous smile when he made a realization. She called me P’Tit. She called me Pee. It was like music to his ears.
She said she’d make it worth my while. Tit chuckled at the insanity of what just happened before conceding to Jee’s wishes and going home to take a very, very cold shower.
Later that night, Satit returned to Jee’s apartment with an overnight bag. Tit thought to himself. Hey, she wanted time, I gave her time. One afternoon is a long time to be away from my baby mama. Any longer is not acceptable.
He let himself in because Jee hadn’t changed the password to the door and headed straight to her bedroom. He walked in to find her fast asleep on her bed. Placing his bag to the side, Tit stripped down to his boxer briefs and then slipped under the covers behind Jee. He pulled her into his arms without waking her and felt a sense of happiness and peace wash over him.
Tit fell asleep thinking. This is where I’m meant to be. She is my home.
Over the next week, Tit spent his days at the law firm finishing up all the outstanding cases he had but didn’t take on any new ones. He wanted to clear his schedule to organise the wedding because he wanted to make it happen as soon as possible. He couldn’t wait to officially belong to each other. Every night he would return to Jee’s apartment with his overnight bag, full of excitement at the prospect of seeing her.
Jee had complained to Tit that he shouldn’t stay over because it would make Daraka feel like a third wheel. What Jee didn’t know was that it was all a part of Tit’s plan. He had been showering kisses on Jee whenever he could, both when Daraka was absent and present. He knew Jee’s personality well, eventually she’d feel so guilty about exposing her friend to such awkward situations and she’d give in and agree to move in with him. It was the most pleasurable form of torture he'd ever inflicted. While Tit felt bad for Daraka, he deemed it a necessary and justifiable evil to get Jee and their baby to come home, where they belonged.
The plan finally worked after a week, when Daraka returned home from a date with Jed to find Tit and Jee making out on the living room sofa. Daraka quickly apologized for interrupting and rushed into her room red-faced.
“Oh my god. We have to stop doing this to her, I feel terrible. Why can’t you keep your hands to yourself, Mr. hot-shot lawyer?” Jee sighed and buried her face into his chest as she lay on top of him.
Tit smiled at how adorable she was, keeping his arms wrapped around her. “Well I don’t recall you being so reluctant to my advances. In fact, I distinctly remember yesterday morning that I was taking a shower, minding my own business, when this naked vixen accosted me and – “
Jee snapped her head up from his chest and clamped her hand down on Tit’s mouth, her cheeks flushed with embarrassment.
Tit chuckled and wrapped his hand around hers, removing it from his mouth before kissing it and placing it over his chest. “Then move in with me, baby. And then you can accost me all you want, without having to worry about it.”
Her eyes widened as realisation dawned. “Oh my goodness! You planned this! You despicable man!” She got up off him, pulling the cushion out from under Tit’s head and began hitting him with it.
Tit laughed at her reaction while dodging her assault, eventually he snatched the cushion from Jee and trapped her in a hug.
“What’s so damn funny, you terrible man?!” Jee peered up at him with her brows furrowed and her lips pouting.
“I don’t know. You’re just so cute when you’re angry. This kind of reminds me of the night when we made this little one.” Tit smiles and places his hand over Jee’s stomach.
Jee's expression saddened. “That night was different. We were both out of our minds that night.” she softly replies.
“I know, baby. I’m sorry. Never again. I’ll never ever hurt you like that ever again.” Satit brings both his hand up to cup each side of Jee’s face and softly kisses her. Jee sighs as she kisses him back for a long moment before pulling away to look into his eyes.
“P’Tit. I have something I want to tell you.” Jee nervously says.
“Mmm?” Tit replies.
Jee took a deep breath and told him, “This past week, I haven’t been resting at the condo like you told me to, the morning sickness is mostly gone by noon. I’ve been working to start this new project that I feel really passionate about. You see, mum transferred all her assets to me last week, which includes all of Sittha’s estate. And I was hoping to use that money to open up a centre for orphaned or abused children. It can act like a safe house, or a recreational centre for kids with nowhere else to go. I was also thinking about making part of it a boarding school if some children need it. The children can also be given scholarships to pay for their college tuition. I don’t want to keep any of Sittha’s dirty money, but it feels right to give it to kids who need it.” Jee pauses to take a hold of Tit’s hand before continuing. “Also, I was hoping to call it Wadee’s Centre for Children, do you think Aunt Wadee would be okay with that?” When she finished, Jee nervously awaited Tit’s response.
Tit stared into Jee’s eyes with the same intensity Jee remembered seeing when he proposed to her. “You are the most incredible human being I have ever met.” Tit sighed before pulling her closer and closing his eyes while placing his forehead against hers, feeling as if his heart would burst from both pride and love.
After a moment of just breathing in her scent, Tit’s heart calmed down enough for him to pull his head up and tell Jee. “I don’t think anyone can love anyone as much as I love you, Jee.”
“I love you too, P’Tit.” Jee smiles back softly. Jee could feel her throat closing over and feel tears of happiness falling down her cheeks.
Tit then clasps both of Jee’s hands in his and asks her with complete sincerity, without any seduction and without any humour. “Jee. Will you please move in with me? I want us to be a family, Jee. You, me and our baby. I miss you every moment I’m away from you. And I know that it’s unavoidable but at least it would be bearable if I knew that you and I would come home to each other every night and be together again. Na krab, teerak?”
Never in a million years did Jee think that someone could love and accept her that way Tit does. And never in a million years did she think she would find someone who she could love with such intensity and for him to love her just as much in return.
Once Jee felt like her she could speak without her voice cracking, she whispered, “Ka, teerak.”
“Jee! Wake up, teerak! Jee!”. Satit exclaims in a whispered voice.
Jee opens her eyes to find Satit’s face inches from hers and his warm hand cupping her swollen abdomen as they lay facing each other in their bed.
It had been almost four months since Jee had agreed to move into Satit’s house and Jee was now coming to the end of her second trimester. Her belly had rounded to about the size of a football. It had quickly become Tit’s favourite thing to rub and touch. Even as they were on the couch watching television, he’d slowly rub her like you’d rub Buddha’s belly for luck. Placing his hand over where their child grew became such second nature to him that Teacher Ari constantly teased that Jee must have superglued Tit’s hand to her belly because he was never not touching it. Jee loved that Tit loved their baby so much, but even she would needle him about it sometimes too.
“The baby kicked Jee! I felt it!” Satit eye’s danced with excitement and wonder.
“I know, P’Tit. The baby is inside me, remember?” Jee softly laughed at him as she fought off the drowsiness. This was the second time he’d woken up her up in the middle of the night this week because the baby had kicked. She wondered if she should remind him that he was disturbing her rest but she couldn’t bring herself to dampen his excitement. Tit would often talk to her belly when he thought she was asleep and Jee would be thoroughly entertained by some of the one-sided conversations he’d have with her their child.
Last time, he spoke to her belly with his lips almost against it, saying “My baby girl, you better not be too beautiful like your mother. I don’t want no boys chasing after you. I have enough trouble keeping up with just one brilliant woman in my life, I don’t know if I can handle two.”
At the sixteen-week scan, the doctor revealed that they were having a baby girl. Tit and Jee hadn’t revealed the gender to anyone yet, and were saving it to surprise everyone at the baby shower they were throwing with Piak next week. The plan was to only tell the event planner the baby’s gender and the room would be decorated in the corresponding colour. All the decorations would be left to one side of the room, behind a curtain as to not reveal anything until the day.
“Have you thought of any names for our baby girl yet?” Tit asks as he pulled her in close until her protruding abdomen laid firm against Tit’s stomach. The baby gave one really big kick which Tit felt, causing him to chuckle with stars dancing in his eyes.
“She doesn’t like being squished against her dada, she likes room.” Jee laughed.
“Too bad, I’m going to smother her as much as I can before she grows into a teenager and thinks I’m the most embarrassing person on earth.” Tit spoke firmly.
“Well, don’t spoil her too much. I don’t want to have to play bad cop most of the time while you give her everything the moment she bats her eyelashes at you. I don’t want her to become too much of a princess like P–“Jee stopped herself to see Tit’s reaction.
“Like Piak. You can say it Jee, I know how my cousin can be sometimes, as much as I love her.” Tit chuckled. “Also, what’s wrong with the batting eyelashes? Works every time for you doesn’t it?” Tit began rubbing up Jee’s side from her waist up to ribcage, giving Jee chills.
“Piak is great most of the time, except when she gets jealous. She has a tendency to go a little over board.” Jee sighed.
“A little over board is a bit of an understatement don’t you think? She almost split your head like a coconut that time in the condo.” Tit began fuming just thinking about it, “If she weren’t my cousin, I would have slapped a lawsuit on her on your behalf.”
“Excuse me, Mister. Talking about unwarranted jealousy is a bit rich coming from you isn’t it?” Jee stated as she poked at his chest.
“That’s different, I didn’t know who you really were then, I’ve come to my senses now.” Tit defended himself while snuggling closer to her, if that were possible.
“I was talking about last week, Tit. You almost punched that college boy who came to ask me for an autograph. I’m literally approaching the size of a small planet; nobody wants to tap that. You need to tone it down on the caveman antics. ” Her tone was unimpressed.
“I want to tap that.” Tit grinned before saying, “He was totally staring at your boobs, baby. He would have deserved it.” Tit’s rubbing was inching closer and closer to that very area of her anatomy.
“Speaking of which, I can feel where your hand is going, sir. What is with your obsession with my boobs? They’re just boobs, Tit.” Remembering how she would catch him staring at them even before they were officially dating.
“They’re not just boobs, Jee. They’re your boobs, my favourite kind,” He said with a sly smile while staring at her chest and continuing to massage closer and closer to that area. “And now they’ve gotten really big now that you’re pregnant. Let me enjoy them while they’re like this.”
Jee rolled her eyes at how perverted Tit could be sometimes. She would have never guessed it by her first impression of him. She thought he was the most uptight and conservative person she’d ever met, always wearing his dress shirts and polo shirts tucked into his pants like a middle-aged Dad. Boy, was she proven wrong.
“Hey, you never answered my question about names for our baby girl? Do have one in mind?” Tit asked with extreme anticipation.
“I think I do, but I need to run it by you. Do you have one?” Jee asked.
“I have one. I think you’ll love it. But you can tell me yours first.” Tit explained.
“No, we say it at the same time or it’s just going to end up like all our phone calls, with lots of ‘no, you hang up first’ over and over again.” Jee sighed.
“Ok. Three. Two. One” Tit counted down before they both simultaneously revealed a name.
“Jahn.” Tit says.
“Tiwadee.” Jee says.
The both look at each other in awe. The stared at each other for a while, letting their palpable emotions permeate the silence as tears of joy threatened to escape from both of them.
Eventually, Tit moved to tuck a loose stand of hair behind Jee’s ear and kisses her forehead. “You never cease to amaze me, teerak.”
“Right back at you, teerak.” Jee leans in to plant a slow but firm kiss on Tit’s lips before asking him. “How are we going to choose?”
“How about we see when the little one gets here? Depending on her personality and who’s temperament she has more of. But the other name can be her middle name. Sound good to you?” Tit whispered softly to her with the tip of his nose touching hers.
“Sounds perfect to me”, Jee whispered back. “One more thing, how are we going to explain the wedding date and the baby’s birthdate to her when she gets older? They’re only going to be five months apart.”
“We tell her we love each other so much, that it made her grow up super quickly inside her mama.” Tit flashes a cheesy smile Jee.
“You’re such a dork. Other kids are going to bully her if she goes spilling that kind of nonsense in the playground.” Jee rolled her eyes.
“I honestly have no idea what to tell her. But my guess it that the truth would be the best option.” Tit smiled before slowly adding, “By the way, you’re not tired at the moment are you?”
The hardness poking at her hip told Jee exactly where he was going with his largely rhetorical question. As running rings around her husband was her favourite pastime, Jee lied with a deadpan expression “Extremely.”
She watched his expression mimic that of a child who was robbed of their candy and burst out laughing. “How do you keep falling for that?” she chuckled as tears of laughter began to escape.
Tit made a face the promised retribution to Jee. “It’s because I’m a considerate husband and don’t want to burden my heavily pregnant wife with my perpetual state of horniness around her.” Tit held onto Jee by the hips and flipped her until she was straddling him.
“Well, I better reward my husband for being so considerate shouldn’t I?” Jee whispered into his ears, leaving Tit transfixed by the site of her chest perfectly positioned in front of him.
Jee then proceeded prove how not tired she was to her favourite lawyer in the whole world.
Three months later.
Jee clutched Tit’s hand in a vice like grip as she made one final push before collapsing on the hospital bed.
A piercing cry rang through the maternity ward as the midwife swaddled and placed the screeching bundle onto Jee’s chest before saying, “Congratulations on a big healthy boy!”.
Despite the exhaustion, Jee eyes quickly snapped up to Tit’s that mirrored the same shocked expression. The experienced midwife had seen those faces several times before during her decades of delivering babies.
“Ultrasounds can be wrong, sweetie.” The midwife smiled at the stunned new parents.
Tit pealed back the blanket surrounding his son and peered inside. "How did they miss that? He takes after his old man."
Jee rolled her eyes.
Tit leaned down with tears streaming down his face to kiss his wife. “You were amazing, teerak. Thank you for making my life so complete.”
Jee managed to smile with happy tears streaming down her face, even after the exhaustion of a 20 hour labour. “So I guess Jahn and Tiwadee are off the table then? Any suggestions?”
Tit picked up the little pink cherub squirming on his mother's chest and angled the little guy to so both of them could get a good look at his chubby little face, which was scrunched up in a manner indicating he was preparing to scream the house down.
The pair turned to face each other with happiness and humour alighting their eyes and simultaneously blurt out the name.
“Ari.”
Jee was washing up the plates from lunch when she looked up to see her husband, walking out of the nursery, shirtless. The image made her melt inside as her husband without clothes on was a delicious sight to behold.
“The little man sprayed you again, didn’t he?” Jee teased, as she eyed the shirt in Tit’s hand that had a distinct wet patch on it.
“Why does he only do it to me? It never happens when you change his diaper.” Tit complained before dumping the soiled shirt into the laundry hamper and coming over to give Jee a quick peck on her hips.
“It’s because I’m his walking food truck, so he knows to be nice to me.” Jee explained. “Our kid is a food-addict, he is never not hungry, Tit. He’s in the 95th percentile for height and weight for two-month olds. I bet he gets it from you, I was a tiny baby.” Jee narrowed her eyes at Tit.
Tit flashed her a cheesy smile, “Hey, don’t hate. At least baby boy sleeps like a log, he’s out for the count for at least another three hours. Also, chubby babies are the cutest. But I must admit, he kind of hogs your boobs a little too much for my liking.”
“You did not just say that, you enormous pervert.” Jee flicked Tit with dishwashing water.
Tit raised his eyebrows at Jee. “Excuse me, my lovely wife. There has never been a day since we’ve been together that you haven’t groped my butt multiple times. Who is the lecher now?”
Jee ignored his comment but could feel herself blushing.
Tit came up behind Jee and wrapped his arms all the way around her middle, engulfing her in his warm bare skin. Jee rinsed her hands clean and leaned back into his embrace. They stayed that way for a few moments before Jee broke the silence.
“The doctor gave me the all clear today,” she whispered, feeling Tit’s body jerk with excitement.
Jee had taken a while to fully recover from the birth, as their little boy was a hefty baby, with a big head just like his father. The pent up frustration had been killing both Jee and Tit, and neither of them knew if they could handle it anymore.
Tit had tried to release his tension by going extra hard at the gym, which resulted his current bulging physique. It had done nothing to help Jee’s same predicament, as her husband’s body was slowing driving her mad.
“Oh thank heavens!” Tit exclaimed before sweeping his wife up into his arms and starting towards the staircase.
Before, they could even make it upstairs, the doorbell rang. They pair looked at each other with extreme exasperation.
“We should ignore it. Maybe it’s just a salesman.” Tit rationalised with a determined look on his face.
Jee admitted dejectedly, “It’s not. I completely forgot Aunt Wadee and teacher Ari were coming to visit today.”
They both released an enormous sigh before Tit spun back around and carried his wife back down the stairs. He propped Jee down just by the front door before rushing upstairs to put on a shirt.
By the time Tit came back downstairs a minute later, Jee, Aunt Wadee and Teacher Ari were already huddled around the crib in the nursery cooing over the small sleeping form in it.
Tit greeted Aunt Wadee and Teacher Ari with hugs.
“How’s paternity leave treating you?” Ari questioned with a cheeky smile.
“Never thought there’d be a day that I’d enjoy being peed, pooed and puked on multiple times a day,” Tit softly laughed.
“Enjoy it while you can, you two, soon they’ll be all grown up and running off to do their own thing.” Aunt Wadee said commented.
“We will Aunty.” Jee smiled.
Aunt Wadee then looked at Jee with eyes full of emotion and pulled Jee in for a hug. “He’s so beautiful, Jee. Thank you so much for allowing me to be a part of you and TJ’s life. It means so much to me.”
While their little boy was actual named was Ari, everyone called him by an abbreviation of his middle names, Tiwadee and Jahn, to avoid confusion with teacher Ari.
The look Aunt Wadee gave Tit and Jee when they had first told her of their son’s names would forever be sealed in their memories. It was a look that showed that Aunt Wadee finally believed that she belonged in their little family, that she was no longer alone.
Unfortunately, teacher Ari had a cruder reaction to the middle name choices despite his pompous reaction about TJ’s first name. “Why are you giving him a bunch of girl names? He’s going to get picked on so badly for that, you realise.”
“We’ll abbreviate it to TJ, teacher. And without Tiwadee or Granny Jahn, neither of us would be standing here today, and TJ would have likely never existed.” Tit explained.
After Aunt Wadee and teacher Ari had their fill of playing and cooing over TJ, they returned home a couple hours later.
As Tit was placing a sleeping TJ back into his cot, Jee gave him a hug from behind and asked. “Do you think there’s something going on between Aunt Wadee and teacher Ari?”
“They’re just neighbours, Jee. They probably just carpooled together to visit us.” Tit turn around leaned back on the wall of the cot and pulled Jee into his arms, smiling down at her.
“Yeah, but they’re always together nowadays.” Jee bit her lips in concentration.
“It’s probably because they have a lot in common.” Tit gave an ominous smile.
“What do you mean?” Jee’s brows furrowed.
“Teacher Ari is gay, Jee. How did you not see that? He’s your dance and music teacher for crying out loud.” Tit gave Jee an amused expression.
“Are you telling me, that teacher Ari is now Aunt Wadee’s best gay friend?” Jee felt like her mind was being blown.
“Yes, that’s exactly what I’m saying.” Tit couldn’t get over how naïve his wife could be sometimes, he found it adorable.
“Maybe I should set him up with P’Sookie then!” Jee chirped.
Tit almost chocked on his own saliva. “I think it’s best that you don’t meddle too much in other people’s business, Jee. Besides, P’ Sookie’s probably too busy running his new talent agency.”
“How much time do you think we have before the baby wakes up?” Jee asks after realising they were finally alone.
Tit’s face broke out into a huge grin and said, “Enough time, teerak.” before bending down to haul his wife over his shoulder, making Jee squeal with laughter.
Tit then marched them both out of the nursery and up the stairs which more conviction than he had walking into any court room.
I'm not complaining tho.. it's cute how Thit is so sweet to Jee and Jee reciprocating it.. If only we can get this kind of scenario in the lakorn.
