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100 word drabble prompt from @cocacola-or-bust
Ooo I’ve had a monsam one in my mind for some time. Remember when Sam gives Mon her jacket/blazer in the beginning when she saves her from the super slow car crash. I wonder if Sam ever brings up her jacket again because do we think Mon returned it ever? 👀👀 Maybe a scene where she finds it in mon’s stuff??
Thanks!
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Staring into Mon's closet, Sam sighs. This is why she doesn't like sleeping over at Teacher Pohn's place - Mon's clothes don't always fit.
About to step back, something white-blue-striped catches her eye, and she frowns. Is that...?
Sam holds up her blazer. Her lips curl up.
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In the middle of talking to her mother, Mon starts as fabric wraps around her shoulders. "Khun Sam?"
Fixing the collar of her blazer around Mon's neck, Sam smirks. "There."
"Ah, I was going to give it back - "
"No." Sam shakes her head. "I like it on you."
Mon's cheeks warm. "Y-yes, Khun Sam."
When do you think Mon's parents knew she and Lady Sam were in a romantic relationship?
BEFORE Sam came to apologize; they're not naive about Mon always sleeping over
AFTER Sam came to apologize; seeing them so emotional & together made it clear
Not until Mon told them sometime during the Ep 12 breakup; their poor girl!
After the reconciliation & Mon not going to England; she's staying for WHY?
Surprise! Right before the wedding; they somehow hadn't seen it at all!
A/N: Here's a little... something I wrote when I sat down to do my first try at writing GAP the Series fic. I'm not terribly happy with it, but at least it's a start!
This takes place in Ep 6. I hope you get some enjoyment out of it.
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Singha's hair was short and rough, getting softer with each brush of her fingers along his back. He was an amazing duplicate of his father from thirteen years ago, just as stout and solid with a long tongue dropped below his chin as he placidly sat in her lap.
Sam sat and petted him and intentionally ignored the frenetic beating hearts of Mon's parents in front of her. They were just as stiff as her grandmother's attendants, even Teacher Pohn, and frankly, Sam didn't want to deal with them as she waited for Mon to arrive home with her own groceries.
But of course, her good manners won out.
She deflected their appreciation for her gifts with demure answers, fingers barely tensing under Singha's chin as she mentioned it was Mon who told her she had to shop for groceries for her father. After a second of thinking of inquiring about Singha's food before bringing it up, she nodded and internally relaxed as Aon spoke up, proving he knew how to keep Singha safe and healthy.
It was a stuttering, conciliatory mess, but it seemed like Mon's habit of standing up to her hadn't fallen far from the tree.
And as annoyed as Sam felt, she had to admit she was impressed.
It was the sound of Mon's parents stiffly straightening up even more and looking towards the door that notified her to Mon coming home before the slide of the door itself did. Singha shifted at the sight of his owner, and Sam tightened her hold so he wouldn't jump off.
Instead, ignoring how her arms went minutely rigid around him as she took in Mon's hands free of shopping bags, Sam reflexively looked her up and down. Verifying there wasn't anything, she didn't pay attention to the nervous and harried words once again being uttered by Pohn and Aon to note it out loud.
When Mon didn't answer, Sam dug her fingers into Singha's hair and tried again, carefully keeping her voice neutral. Was Mon going to have her groceries delivered?
Still keeping silent, Mon intently avoided her gaze.
Watching her to take in her uncomfortable body language, Sam fought down her irritation at Mon's stubborn silence and, giving Singha one more pat, finally let him down.
It was clear Mon was going to run again, just like she had walked away from Sam earlier.
Only this time, Sam was prepared to follow her when Mon inevitably broke her silence to excuse herself. After all, she knew Aon and Pohn wouldn't refuse her, as much as they had already been falling all over themselves to please her.
And once she did get Mon alone, Sam was going to find out why, after finally succeeding in making up with her the night before, Mon was suddenly mad at her, again.
She couldn't stand not knowing how to make it stop so things could go back to normal.
New Story: The Villa As Empty As the Childhood Home Last Night
New story is up~
Title: The Villa As Empty As the Childhood Home Last Night
Author: Me (purrpickle)
Chapters: One-shot, Complete
Word Count: 10,200+
Rating: T
Fandom: GAP the Series
Pairing: Mon/Sam
Summary:
"Singha, you're supposed to stay in the towel," Sam said firmly, leaning forward to tug at the crumpled cloth under his paws in an attempt at pulling it up and back over his head. When he only clumsily stumbled in her way, nosing excitedly at her hand as if he thought it was a game, Sam sighed and sat back up.
Sequel to The Ocean As Blue As the River Cried Last Night. Now that Sam and Mon have agreed to talk the next day via a video and a replied text, both are left still trying to come to terms with their fight's aftermath. Mon has her parents to lean on, even if she's not telling them everything, but Sam only has Singha and... Jim?
A/N: This is a true transitional story, moving characters into the mental places they need to be and to decisions that they need to have before moving forward.
Link Here: AO3
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Pohnny droppin every other friday. fact.
