#mokrome

[heretherebedork]

This is what happens when you forbid you sons from love... they wrestle the other's bodyguard for a desperate attempt to feel anything.

[unpopularopinionbydemand]

"Once I'm allowed to love, I'll hurry back to love you."

✸ 🔵R🔴🟣🟡 HBD🟠🟢 ✸

[pointlesscandies]

Careful there Mok. He's definitely enjoying this a bit too much

[stolligaseptember]

i just realized why romemok hits so different

because instead of the old traditional trope of falling in love with your own bodyguard (all hail kinnporsche), rome's in love with his big brother's bodyguard, and because of what mok is to thee, they manage to combine the tropes of wanting to fuck your older brother's best friend and an office affair, which is just. insanity. love that for them.

[boyhere2read]

GOD PLEASE If they don’t get together in season 2 I’m JUMPING everyone in GMMTV

AHHHHHH

SOMEBODY SEDATE ME

GIVE ME WILLIOMEST

[peach-thee]

I won't be able to get today's ep post out right now, but here's a fun little compilation of Rome being a little shit (affectionate) <3

+ bonus: the one time he got shot down by his mean brother's mean employee (aka the love of his life)

[weilongfu]

The first day after the wedding, which Rome calls freedom and Mok bittersweetly agrees, was a whirlwind. There's packing, paperwork, handing over of duties, and putting the fear of god into the next would be handler-bodyguard-secretary-right hand of Thee by means of a 5 v 1. Rome, naturally, observed it all right next to Thee with popcorn no less. Peach had politely declined in order to take the children out someplace decidedly less... aggressive with their new grandmother and aunt.

The second day was another whirlwind because Rome had caught Mok's hand, smiled that smile with his sparkling eyes, and said, "The world is our oyster. Father gave me a week of vacation as a present for graduating soon and because Thee got married. Where shall we go?" And before Mok could blink, he was already on a private jet zipping across the sky.

As Rome looked over something on his tablet, Mok stared into his wine glass. The glass itself was perfectly smooth and cool, the wine was a rich color with just the right amount of acidity and fruitiness on the nose and yet his training stilled Mok's hand from raising it to his lips.

"I know they say to let the wine breathe, but you've had it in your hand for an hour now, P'Mok," Rome said without looking up which made Mok roll his eyes. "At this point it'll begin thinking and where will we be?"

"Then I'll finally have a reasonable conversation partner."

Rome snorted and Mok breathed out and took a sip.

"Do you want to go back?" Mok felt the cushions shift as Rome shifted closer to him. "We have plenty of fuel, we can turn around."

"Even if I'm fired from being Khun Thee's bodyguard, it still feels weird to drink during work hours."

"That's not the answer to my question."

"Ask a better one."

"Okay then!" Rome then shifted and leaned on Mok's shoulders, barely shaking him at all. "Do you think we exist in another world and do you think we'd have found each other anyway?"

Mok raised his eyebrow. "With my luck and your luck? No."

Rome immediately sat up and turned on Mok. "Why do you say that?!"

"Khun Rome, in every world, you are always someone too exceptional to be common."

"All the better! That means you'd always find me."

"And then? If I'm the common one, would you see me?"

"Yes," Rome said, eyes set and brows furrowed as he grasped Mok's free hand, feeling the muscles twitch to respond but refusing to. "In any world, no matter what my position is, I will always see you in that crowd, and I'd know from that moment I should pick you."

"You're a fool."

"And you love a fool, so what does that make you?"

"The biggest fool of all," Mok replied before taking a proper mouthful of wine.

"Even if I was an idol, I'd see you in the crowd of my fans and I'd fall for you," Rome said with a smile. "All my love songs would be about you and I'd always make time for you."

"Don't be ridiculous. Idols can't date and neither can you."

Rome poked Mok's shoulder. "This is my fantasy, now fulfil it."

Mok rolled his eyes. "You and Khun Thee really are brothers."

"P'Mok!"

"Fine, fine. I wouldn't be anywhere near the stage and you wouldn't see my face. I'd be behind the camera lens, just close enough and far away."

Rome huffed but slid into Mok's lap and for once the former bodyguard was startled. Rome cupped Mok's face but held himself back. "Well thankfully you don't need to be so far away hmm? Or is even this still too far apart?"

"It's not even 5 centimeters between us, Khun Rome."

"Calling me Khun makes it 5 meters."

"...Rome..."

"Tell me the truth. You're free now, you know." Rome's lips hovered near Mok's. "And I'm just that few steps closer to freedom too."

"Even 5 centimeters is too far."

"Finally," Rome whispered against Mok's lips before sealing their lips in a kiss.

[storyteller-ish]

plub: so do you want my help?

rome: uh?

plub: with mok, do you want my help?

rome: um... sure i guess-

plub: