Butter heart ached seeing the shift in Phii Ohm. The vibrant, affectionate man he loved was now hesitant, a shadow of his former self. He honored Phii Ohm's need for space and his decision to attend therapy, offering unwavering support with gentle smiles and quiet presence.

 He'd often sit beside ohmakin as they watched television, a comfortable silence settling between them, a silent reassurance that Butterjin was there.

However, the lack of physical affection gnawed at him. Ohmakin, who used to pepper him with sweet kisses and snuggle into his arms without hesitation, now flinched slightly if butterjin reached for his hand or leaned in for a kiss. It was the subtle recoil, the almost imperceptible tightening of Phii ohm's body, that fueled butter's secret investigation and his growing unease.

The thought that the unknown person at the party might have kissed his man, might have invaded that intimate space, sent a cold wave of possessiveness and anger through Butterjin. It felt like a violation not only of Phii Ohm but of their bond.

One quiet evening, as they lay in bed, a comfortable distance between them, butter gently reached out and stroked Phii Ohm's hair. "Phii khrap" he murmured softly. "Is everything okay?"

Ohm tensed slightly, his gaze fixed on the ceiling. "Um… krap (Yes…)." But the hesitation in his voice spoke volumes.

Butterjin waited patiently, allowing Ohm to speak in his own time. After a long silence, Phii Ohm finally turned his head, his eyes filled with a vulnerability that tugged at butter's heart.

"Pom… pom glua (I… I'm scared)," Ohmakin whispered, his voice barely audible.

"Glua arai khrap? (Scared of what?)" Butter asked gently, his hand now caressing Phii Ohm's cheeks

Ohm's eyes flickered down to butter's lips, then away again, a look of distress crossing his face. "Pom… mai saa-maat joop khun dai ton nii (I… I can't kiss you right now)." But I want to. 

Butterjin's heart sank. It was the confirmation of his unspoken fear. "Did… did someone… at the party really…?" he began, his voice tight with suppressed emotion.

Ohm flinched again, a wave of distress washing over him. He didn't answer verbally, but the tears that welled up in his eyes were a painful confirmation.

Jin pulled Ohm gently into his arms "ooouii Phii" , holding him close. Tee-rak, "Mai pen rai na, phee. Mai pen rai (It's okay, It's okay)." He held him tightly, offering comfort and reassurance without demanding any further explanation.

In the days that followed, Butterjin continued his discreet inquiries, piecing together fragments of information. He learned that someone had indeed been overly familiar with Phii Ohm at the party, their behavior aggressive and unwanted. The details were still hazy, filtered through the recollections of others who were also intoxicated, but the picture that emerged confirmed butter's fears.

Meanwhile, Ohmakin continued his therapy, slowly beginning to process the trauma. He allowed butter to hold him, to cuddle and snuggle close, finding comfort in butter's familiar presence. The fear of kissing remained, a painful reminder of the violation he had experienced.

Butterjin was torn. He longed for the intimacy they once shared, the easy affection that had been a cornerstone of their relationship. But he knew he had to be patient, to allow Phii Ohm to heal at his own pace. His priority was Phii Ohm's well-being, even if it meant sacrificing his own desires for the time being.

He continued to shower Ohm with affection in other ways – gentle touches, loving words, acts of service. He wanted him to feel safe, cherished, and loved, to know that the actions of a stranger could not diminish the deep connection they shared.

The road to recovery was long and uncertain, but butter was determined to walk it with Phii Ohm, step by step. He would continue his secret investigation, driven by the need for justice and the desire to protect his beloved. And he would continue to offer Phii Ohm all the love and support he needed, patiently waiting for the day when the fear would subside and their intimacy could blossom again.

What is butterjin's next move in his investigation? Does he have a specific person in mind? And how does he navigate his own longing for intimacy while respecting Phii ohm's boundaries?