#bbs ep2

[airenyah]

Close enough. Welcome back Dissaya and Pran Parakul Siridechawat.

BAD BUDDY SERIES (2021) || LOVE YOU TEACHER (2026) for @greenteadumplings

[hughungrybear]

I will always remember Episode 2 for:

1. A glimpse of Pat's and Pran's 'creative' and 'manipulative' nature 😁

2. The ridiculousness of mixed order scene (and the consequent mistaken identity) 😅

3. Pat and his healthy green tea girl delusions 😅😅😅

4. Pa calling it right when she said Pat will do all the chasing ☺️

5. Teaching me that 'hit on/flirting' has the same pronunciation as 'dumpling' in Thai 😂😂😂

6. Our first time on the roof and the fact that we were all unaware that we'll be stuck there for a very, very long time. 😳😳😳

7. The tickle "fight"

8. The way Pat's "It was peaceful when it was just me" came to bite us all in the feels later in Episode 5

9. And of course, the first batch of the many expressions of Mr. Pran Parakul 😂😂😂

[airenyah]

every single time. every single fucking time i sit down to rewatch bad buddy i forget that my boy dunk was actually in the show. and then it always hits me right before the first schools flashback is about to start. i'm watching bad buddy for the 25th (ish) time in four years and have been a fan of (joong)dunk for about three and a half years. and yet here i am. rewatching bbs ep2. suddenly going "...wAIT." i've given up hope of every associating dunk with bad buddy atp ✌️😔

[airenyah]

rewatching bad buddy ep2 for the 3 year anniversary and getting to to ep2 pt4, thinking to myself "yay first high school flashback coming up" and then getting distracted bc theory of love music starts playing when the flashback starts...

ONLY FOR ME TO IMMEDIATELY GET JUMPSCARED BY MY BOY DUNK NATACHAI

every single time i forget he was in this show. every single fucking time

[airenyah]

inspired by this post

[airenyah]

that one time pran walked towards pat instead of away from him

(alt. version)

[airenyah]

3 times Pran walked away from Pat on the rooftop + 1 time Pran stayed

(alt. version)

[airenyah]

Those silent, ◦ unspoken secrets. ◦ Carried by the flutter of ◦ cold fingertips and liquid eyes ◦ that melt, with the rest ◦ of the world, ◦ Oblivious. ◦ Oblivious to the sounds ◦ of the unsaid, the looks ◦ that may have been just looks. ◦ But we all know, ◦ That they were more, ◦ For every look is a thought, ◦ shared, remembered, ◦ Somewhere in the infinite ◦ grey of the mind. (x)