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Assistant: Title: Polaris
        Author: Dreamer_Laas Dreamer_Laas 
        Chapter: 1/1 
        Summary: FAKE DATING AUDay Waranarvarth is an @ssh@l@ of the top order. Day cheats on North, his boyfriend of two years, and controls him emotionally and financially. North breaks free of that prison. Two years later, North and Ter are co-founders of Norter consultancy in Chiang Mai, now ready to start work on their biggest yet project, Polaris, for their wealthy and powerful clients, four incredibly handsome doctors, Hill, Johan, Tonfah and Arthit. Just when North thinks everything he dreamed of is within his reach, Day comes back into his life threatening to endanger his only family, his mother.Trying out Ter's slightly whimsical idea, North and Johan pretend to date to keep Day at bay. Fake relationship has its own problems, North knows that. But he never expects that he would fall for the grumpy mercurial senior in that course.(the four doctors, Ter and North studied in the same university in Bangkok. North and Easter majoring in Business studies and communications. Ter and Hill are in established relationship. Johan likes North from afar just like in canon but Day swoops in before he could make a move.)
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              FAKE DATING AUDay Waranarvarth is an @ssh@l@ of the top order. Day cheats on North, his boyfriend of two years, and controls him emotionally and financially. North breaks free of that prison. Two years later, North and Ter are co-founders of Norter consultancy in Chiang Mai, now ready to start work on their biggest yet project, Polaris, for their wealthy and powerful clients, four incredibly handsome doctors, Hill, Johan, Tonfah and Arthit. Just when North thinks everything he dreamed of is within his reach, Day comes back into his life threatening to endanger his only family, his mother.Trying out Ter's slightly whimsical idea, North and Johan pretend to date to keep Day at bay. Fake relationship has its own problems, North knows that. But he never expects that he would fall for the grumpy mercurial senior in that course.(the four doctors, Ter and North studied in the same university in Bangkok. North and Easter majoring in Business studies and communications. Ter and Hill are in established relationship. Johan likes North from afar just like in canon but Day swoops in before he could make a move.)
            
        

        
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      Johan and North are officially my muses. So... here is a multi-chapter work for everyone who fell in love with this pair.Comments=Love. I would love to hear your thoughts on this AU.I am not a Thailand national, I am only using my BL-taught knowledge of the Thai Culture. Please let me know if anything feels appropriated I will try my best to correct that.
    




  





    
        
          
  COLD SWEAT

  North
 Cold sweat breaks all over my body as I see a message flashing from an unknown number. “Teerak Khab… I am in Chaing Mai. Waiting to meet you.” 
  No no no this is not supposed to happen.
 I rub my uncomfortably sweaty palms against my rough work pants and blocked the number. I f@ck@ng hate the slight tremor in my hands at the very mention of that ‘teerak khab’. I don’t need any additional information to know exactly who it is from. I can almost hear that grating voice that saying it. A voice I came to hate, a voice that can only hurt, condemn and control my every action. “North,” Easter breezes into the cabin holding huge files calling me, “North… we need to get the engineer approvals, have you seen the blueprints…”He stops in his track, possibly surveying my face, his best friend and partner’s face. “North…” he said, placing the files on his table and shaking my shoulder lightly. “Uh?” I look up, feeling slightly away from my body. Poof! I could see his cheerfulness vanish in thin air. “You look like you have seen a ghost! What happened?” He said. “He….” I gulped, glancing at the mobile, “He’s back.” My voice still contained the tremor I felt and heart thudding painfully against my ribcage. “He…?” Easter said in confusion, and then something clicked in him. Perhaps something in my expression was a giveaway. He gasp, dramatics quite unconscious on his side, “P’Day is here?” “Mmm…”I mustered. “Shia… How? And how did you get to know?” I didn’t answer, couldn’t. I simply grabbed my phone,  opened the blocked chat and shoved it into Ter’s hands. Then I rubbed his face with his palms, got up and started pacing. A dull ache has started in my gut, feeling jittery and feverish, I tried to focus on my steps. “Hey… North…” Ter called softly, after watching me silently for a few seconds, reaching out to me with a squeeze to my shoulders, “Butterfly taps remember?” I looked at him for a moment, lost, unsure. What?  
  Oh! Butterfly taps. 
 I nodded quickly,  letting my trained and practised arms hold myself in a small self hug, tapping upper chest lightly with my fingers. Soothing and rhythmic taps, my therapists voice echoed. I tried to match my breathe to the taps. 
  Everything is going to be okay
 That’s the mantra I need to tell myself. For about ten minutes, I struggled to talk myself out of the state I am in. Internally of course.  Ter’s warm and supportive presence feels like an anchor in times like these. 
  I am grateful I have such a friend. 
 As I settled back into regulated breathing. Ter went back to shuffling the files of the table. Polaris. I glanced at the project name that can make or break our careers. I shook myself lightly, reminding myself about the task ahead. Nothing can come in the way of work. Especially, not that Day. “Don’t push yourself right now,” Ter said gently squeezing my shoulder, and before continuing, “I just want to you to go over these once… but promise me… you will do it at your own pace.” He paused to see if I would say anything, but I simply shook my head with a smile, It’s business as usual. “You were saying something about the Arc blue prints,”I said, trying to gather my bearings, fighting the exhaustion that inevitably creeps in after these anxious episodes. “Yeah,… those we need asap,” Ter said sheepishly. “Hmmm…give me some time… I will ask Sarna to pull the latest versions for you,”said I. Pretty sure, our capable architect has finished rework on it. “Okay…” said Ter, looking ridiculously relieved and bouncing slight on his feet, I could not help but smile a little. “But only after you get yourself a matcha with me… If not I know you will neglect to water yourself...na na na” “Hmmm...” I acquiesced. A matcha would actually help me fight the fatigue. 
  Easter
I followed my bestie to the cafeteria feeling a surge of pride. North has been my rock through college and beyond. Someone who grew up in a single mother household, so radiantly positive and healthy. But Day destroyed so much of that light, almost snuffing his spark. My biggest fear was  that North would slowly lose himself to that toxic mire of a relationship. It came as a blessing that North found out Day was cheating on him with multiple people. It opened North’s eyes about the incessant emotional abuse Day put him through. We placed their orders, matcha latte and cold chocolate. Despite a sense of foreboding that I got because of that Day’s message, we settled our nerves quickly enough. I watched idly as North sipped his matcha and typed furiously into his phone. Is he using work as a way to avoid confronting the reality of Day being in Chiang Mai? Not many know the uphill battle that North had put up since his last year in college to save up enough to afford moving away from Day. It’s been two years now, and it took everything in North to start everything afresh. Making Norter, our consultancy, a reputable start up. We involved only friends we trusted. Worked our @ss@s off to be here. Something fierce swelled up inside me. Nothing can sn@tch the present North build for himself, not even his own past. “He he… You look like you are about to kill someone,” North said, glancing at my expression. “Hmm… thinking about which poison I should slip into P’Day’s food,” I quipped. 
  There it is.
 As a bark of laughter, carefree and warm, erupted from North. “Please P’Hill would have better luck with that than you,”scoffed North. 
  Touche. 
 P’Hill had casually mentioned one day that if Nong North wanted, he can make Day pay for his cruelty, with every ounce of his blood. Quite hot that was, the protective instinct P’Hill shows only to me and in extension to North. “Speaking of P’Hill… where is this perfect boyfriend of mine today… he is supposed to come and pick me up,” I said, smiling as I opened my phone. “You are still in your honeymoon phase with him, how? How?” North teased, shaking his head dramatically. But I know the sappy fool he is in the inside, he almost idolises P’Hill.  All things considered, he deserves someone like P’Hill, a pillar of strength to his vivaciousness. “P’ Johan!” I exclaimed, as I saw the tall figure model-walking into the cafeteria, a moment later, a familiar figure of P’Hill swept in. “P’Hill”, I cried now more in delight rather than surprise. I really thought when P’Hill mentioned that he is bringing his partner, it was P’Tonfah. P’Johan generally the investor. North smiled and turned to greet his favourite P’Hill. And his eyes locked with P’Johan. Something in the air shifted, Ter could feel it in the prickle of his goosebumps. P’Jo had stopped in his tracks. Staring at North, maybe even scanning him with his eyes. That is unexpected. While the elder has always been an intense person, easily frustrated, with patience wearing thin at every turn, he is generally a chill person outside of work and Med school. I clocked how he, however schooled his expression when P’Hill subtly touched his shoulder.North definitely didn’t notice the change, because he has already moved on to greet, “P’Hill Swadeekha… P’… Johan Swadeekha.” “North,” P’Hill smiled and greeted back nodding kindly at him, while P’Johan dipped his head curtly before stalking around the table to sit across North beside P’Hill. “This is your partner, Ter?” asked P’Jo, looking sideways towards me, not missing to roll eyes at P’Hill sniff-kissing my hair. P’Jo has always been hilariously grumpy whenever P’Hill and I showed any affection. “Yes... P’Johan khab… this is North… he is the man behind this consultancy, the sole reason why I had to move to Chiang Mai,”I replied, a tad proud, a tad disgruntled. I didn't forget the excruciating first year of the move I had to spend the whole time shuttling between Bangkok and Chiang Mai. “Aissat…” North cursed, swatting my head playfully, before turning to P’Johan to greet him properly. “P’Johan Swadeekha… North at your service. Glad to meet you,” said he, a polite professional veneer slipping onto his face, his strength, his armour. “You are Day’s boy…” said P’Johan simply. A look of contempt slipping through P’Jo usually nonchalant mask. The temperature dropped at least 10 degrees instantly. North’s sunshine smile dipped, and cold frost set in. I looked helplessly at my boyfriend. In the history of bad first meets, this has to be the absolute worst. How did P’Jo even remember this piece of information is beyond me. “Ai Jo…” Hill chided him, sitting up straighter to diffuse the situation. But North… Sigh… he beat him to it. “I am no one’s ‘BOY’” he said, air quoting, with a sardonic tick to his mouth, “and that’s none of your business anyway. Shall we talk about the work now?” 
  Shia…
 I thought rubbing my face. This is going to be a long day.
  Johan
I walked into a chic little cafeteria that’s adjoining Norter’s office, small but well-maintained. It was not bad facility for a consultancy start ups like this. I believe in first impressions a lot. When Hill proposed to give our multi-billion Baht project to Norter Consultancy, I laughed in his face. Personal feelings should have no place in business. But I bit my tongue when I looked through the proposal. It is polished and well-done, perhaps even better than some stuff that supposedly ‘pro-players’ produced. I could see the enormous work that went into it. But Norter is a word that’s too close to a name, I tried my best to avoid. I asked Hill about it too. He was surprisingly dodgy at that mention. 
  Anyway. Today if I sign this. Project Polaris will officially be Norter’s. 
 Hearing Ter’s excited exclamation on my entry, I looked up. The silhouette of the boy beside him seems oddly familiar. He turned at Hill’s name, and I caught the full blast of that radiant smile. Him. North. I felt a prickle of irritation at the thud of my own heart. A flutter that rises from deep inside me at his mere mention. It’s been two years 7 months since I saw him last. He lost weight. A lot of it. Slightly sunken cheeks, and slightly paler face. Now he wears his hair in parted bangs, with forehead visible, his clear brown eyes no longer hiding behind the curtain of dark hair. Even his smile is slightly different. As if a mature man has body-swapped the carefree Sabai Sabai guy he was. Is he unhappy? I tried to tamp that uncomfortable thought. Day and him were a campus it couple. Surely Day is not that big a fool to make him unhappy. A subtle pat on the back from Hill, brought me back to the present. What the hell am I thinking even? Why should I care if Day’s boy is happy or not? I am here for business. He greeted, “P’Hill Swadeekha… P’… Johan Swadeekha.” I tried my best to stifle an urge to sigh as North said my name. Not North. Day’s boy. That’s what he is and that’s what he will be. It’s best to avoid Norter completely. I don’t want Day’s boy handling my project. I walked towards the table to sit across the boy, catching a whiff of coco-vanilla wafting from him. “This is your partner, Ter?” I asked glancing at Ter, to be absolutely sure before the slaughter. Hill would be hella difficult, but this is the hill I’d die on. I rolled my eyes as they greeted in that lovey-dovey way. Nothing against them, but too much sweet causes heartburn. “Yes... P’Johan khab… this is North… he is the man behind this consultancy, the sole reason why I had to move to Chiang Mai,”griped Ter, scrunching his nose. It’s evident Ter is proud of him. And I should admit at least to myself that it is quite impressive. For someone so young and without any financial backing to start something on their own and succeed. To be so meticulous in everything, it takes grit. These two have it. “Aissat…” North cursed, swatting Ter’s head playfully, before turning to me to greet me properly. “P’Johan Swadeekha… North at your service. Glad to meet you,” said he, turning towards me with a polite professional smile, a far cry from heart-stopping twinkly eyes smile he used to subject everyone to. I had to tamp down the uncomfortable flutter in my ribcage.  He is Day’s boy. I need to remind myself that. “You are Day’s boy…” said I simply. And Day is one of the last people I will get into business with. I know that technically Norter would be North and Ter’s company. But Waranarvarths, Day’s family, they are infamous for their iron-grip on all the family members. Entering into a contract with one of them is like entering a corruption black-hole. North’s smile slipped from his face.  He gave me a cold glare. At that mention of his boyfriend’s name. Interesting. “Ai Jo…” Hill chided me, sitting up straighter to diffuse the situation. A flicker of irritation passed through my head. Why would Hill go to such lengths to secure this contract is beyond me. Especially, when he knows I avoid this boy. But before Hill could say anything further, Day’s boy spoke up, rather chillingly,“I am no one’s ‘BOY’” he said, air quoting and grimacing in distaste, “and that’s none of your business anyway. Shall we talk about the work now?” I ticked my eyebrow up at him, surveying that cold expression, which is so foreign on his face. So foreign, and so interesting. And what does he mean by not being Day’s boy? As far as I remember he was always owning to the fact that he was his boyfriend. Proudly. Loyally.  “Interesting,” I said, smiling like I always do to threaten people around me. North nodded curtly, some kind of steel entering into his usually warm brown eyes.
  Hill
I sighed as I entered the dimly lit bar. Spotting Johan in his blazing red shirt casually leaning on the bar counter, a glass of whiskey in hand is not that hard. What’s hard is to reason with the jerk. He already has girls swarming around him like flies around a tang-lulu. I need to find a way to talk to him before he takes his pick of the night and escapes his frustration. In all fairness, I was worried this would happen. I had no chance to tell him about North’s heartbreak and eventual move. Not when he avoids all topics around Ter’s friends like a plague. I thought his one-sided feelings had faded into nothingness. After all it’s been five years. Anyone’s one-sided feelings would have faded by now. But only today I realised, that Johan is a different beast altogether, the intensity he hate-loved North, it’s something else. His stubborn and dedicated focus had worked everywhere but in this department. No matter how much he drinks, parties and f@cks around, he still likes that boy. As I made my way towards him, his face turned into a dark scowl. Only a m@s@ch@st like me would willingly near his best friend who is ready to cut his head off. “Jo…” I started. Head already aching at the loud noise and clatter. What would I not give to bury myself in Nong Ter’s warm lap instead. But the implications were clear. if I don’t fix this mess tonight, I would have to couch-surf for a couple of days. Maybe even weeks. “F@ck off,” He said annoyed at my very existence. Fair enough. I signalled the bartender for a whiskey for myself. It’s going to be a long night, might as well brace myself. Let’s try humour first. “Jo… I didn’t know you still like him,” glancing at him sideways, leaning on the counter mirroring his pose. Some of the side tables cheered. Not that bad, I did not lose my edge. “Aissat…you are such a jerk,” he said before emptying his glass in one go. He turned towards the counter and banged his glass on it. “And who said I like him?” “Sure sweetie… whatever floats your boat,” I said teasing, earning an angry swat on my head. D@mn! This guy’s hand is too big. “Hill, No matter what you say. I am not signing that contract,” he said in warning. “Jo… talk some sense here. Didn’t you say that the proposal is really well done. Are you really punishing my nong for who he is,” I said trying to drive some sense.  “Your nong? Your nong is he now?” He said, with a sneer thinly laced with jealously, “Whatever happened to your Ter, your actual boyfriend?” 
  Johan! you absolute fool!
 “Aissat…”I cried exasperated, at the sheer audacity of his possessiveness over North,  “I meant it as a younger brother. And you know that…”I said, kicking him in the shins. “Whatever…”he said, emptying yet another 90 ml with nothing more than a grimace. “Listen to me Jo…” I started, I have to do the ripping bandaid thing fast, before he is too drunk, “I know I am in the wrong for keeping in the dark about Norter being North and Ter’s company. I honestly think they deserve a chance.” “I am not doing business with Waranarvarths. That’s it,”He said with a tone of finality, and a jaw set stubbornly. Wait Waranarvarths? What the hell? “What?” I asked, wondering what runs inside that head of his, “Where did Waranarvarths come from…. We are talking about North here.” “And you think Day is going to let him do all this on his own?”he scoffed, glaring at me. “Oh my god… So that was your problem,…”I said, suddenly cheering up. F@ck! Didn’t know that was the issue. “What? He is Day’s boy. And that family they will not let any player go solo. Norter is under North and Ter’s name, but the actual control is always in that family’s hand. It would do you better if you can convince Ter to withdraw his shares,”he said. It’s his typical business brain going into a matrix of multi-dimensional possibilities. “Well…”I said, sighing out of sheer relief, because no couch today, “doesn’t it help that Nong North is out of that toxic influence?” “What?” He said, eyes sharp, trained on me. No matter how much the man drinks, he is sharp as ever. “Nong North broke up with Day, two years back,” I explained. The cat is now out of the bag. He took a moment to respond. Sat down on the counter stool opposite me and stared. “What went down?” He asked finally. “Day cheated on him. With multiple partners,”I said, jaw tight. I hated that North had to go through so much sh@t. “The f@ck!” he exclaimed, eyes wide, fingers tightening around the glass. For a moment he looked as if he wanted to break something.  “Phi..” A girl suddenly snuck at us from behind Jo.  All smiley, a cocktail in hand. Jo looked up at her with a frown. “My friend is interested in you. Would you mind giving her your line?” She said. “No” he said without even bothering to look at her. I smiled at her apologetically and sipped my drink. Looks like the tiger removed its claws.'
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