Page 51 of Baby Love

ParkSpinshppr@RabbitSpin<3: I just want to pinch them! (shifty eyes)

LoveBamBam@Spinswifey: Did you see the way Park was looking at Daeng in this bts clip? (posts link)

SehunXO: Yeah, like he’s wanting to tear Daeng apart for looking at him. Can’t wait for Love Lounge. One more week—All four of them will be there, and also Prince and Gift!

17Woozi@SehunXO: OMG, yes! I love them so much. (a rainbow of hearts)

DaengAod4win@LoveBamBam: Daeng really does seem to be looking at Nong Spin a certain kinda way. (laughing face)

MyBabySpin@DaengAod4win: This is why Daeng can’t keep a partner. Remember DaengJimmy? DaengOhm? DaengBeam? He’s sunk several ships already. He better stay away from our baby Spin! (angry face)

Darkrriverjournee221025 @MyBabySpin: Naw, man, I’m DaengSpin all the way. DaengSpin domination!!!!

MyBabySpin@Darkrriverjournee221025: Troll! (three devils)

Darkrriverjournee221025@MyBabySpin: What, you think Park and Spin are real? It’s called FANSERVICE, sweetheart. (three eye roll faces)

Before closing the app, I check out the behind the scenes clip they’re talking about. It’s from one of our early script readings, where everyone’s sitting on the floor, scripts in their laps. The cast is engaged in reading, all except for Daeng, whose attention is on Spin. The look on Daeng’s face is wolfish.

Anger rises in my chest.

That asshole will sink his teeth into Spin over my dead body.

SPPT’s series Love Lounge is in its fifth season, but until now I have never been a guest on the show, and I’m excited about it. Typically, participants gain a lot of publicity. The basic premise is six popular ships spend eight days in the house, living together, competing for things, and being coupley for the cameras, which are constantly on them. The couples also wear microphones. Khun Lee has lectured us several times on being careful what we say and do in the house, as the show is aired live.

The first night we get there, the six couples play darts to compete for the only private room. The bedroom and the two bathrooms in the house are the only rooms without cameras. Prince and Gift win the game, so Spin and I are stuck in the room with four other couples, five mattresses lined up in a row on the floor. That evening, Ban and Book volunteer to cook dinner, and while they’re doing that, the rest of us go outside to swim in the pool.

Spin grabs the solar-powered pink flamingo float and jumps in the water. “Come on, P’Park!” He waves to me. Climbing down the ladder, I swim to him and, together, we somehow manage to get me onto the float behind him. It’s a tight squeeze with my cock pressed to his lower back.

Aod glides by on the sloth, and Max and Title start a water fight. Pretty soon, I’m pulled into it, leaving Spin on the flamingo while I jump into the fray as Korn teams up against Title. Max grabs one of the water guns and pretty soon we’re all weaponized and Aod and Fluke have joined us.

It isn’t until Ban comes to the back door and tells us dinner is almost ready that we cease fire. Tossing my squirt gun onto the pavement, I hoist myself up onto the side of the pool. That’s when I realize that fucking Daeng is sitting on the flamingo float with Spin, and their heads are together in quiet conversation. Getting up, I walk around to their side of the pool and hold out my hand to Spin.

“Let’s go eat.” He takes my hand, and I bodily lift him off the float and onto the pavement, immediately wrapping my arm around him as I lead him inside the house.

“The meal card said we had to make spaghetti,” Book tells the group as they trickle in. “I hope it’s good because I’ve never made it before.”

“I don’t care if it tastes like cardboard, I’m starving,” Fluke says, rushing up the stairs to the bedroom to change.

“Are we going to be on camera changing?” Spin asks me, looking uncomfortable.

“No, they’ve turned off the cameras in here until we finish,” I say, pointing to the one on the wall that’s light has gone dark.

Fluke, Gift, Aod, Max, and Korn are in various states of undress. When I glance at Spin, his ears are red. Not everyone is comfortable stripping off in front of other people. I notice that Aod has taken his clothes to the bathroom to change.

Holding up my towel to cover Spin, I turn my face away. “Go ahead,” I tell him. “I won’t look.”

Keeping my eyes on the far wall, I hear Spin grab something from his bag and then tug his shorts down. “Thanks, P’Park,” he murmurs a minute later. “Do you want me to do the same for you?”

“That’s okay,” I tell him. “Go save me a place at the table.”

He leaves the room behind Max and Korn as Daeng, Title, and Prince walk in.

“Kind of surprised they turned off the cameras,” Daeng says, peeling off his wet trunks. “Figured the production crew would get their jollies watching stuff like this.” He reaches for his clothes. “Hope the cameras didn’t catch the boner I got out there sitting behind Spin’s cute, round ass.”

Prince and Title barely manage to catch me around the arm and waist as, seeing red, I pull back my fist, ready to smash it into Daeng’s jaw.

“No fighting,” Prince says in his deep voice. “Think about your reputations.”

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