--: Author's POV: --
The atmosphere in the penthouse kitchen had shifted from frantic relief to a warm, buzzing excitement. The "siblings??" joke had finally settled, replaced by the clinking of silverware and the smell of a second round of coffee.
Keifer sat at the head of the table, looking every bit the King returning to his throne, though his hand remained firmly locked with Jay Jay's under the table. He had already set his phone wallpaper to Kavin's photo, a silent acknowledgment that his world began and ended with the people in that bed.
Angelo set his coffee down, looking across the table at Keifer and Jay Jay. "We're heading back to the Philippines tomorrow," he announced. "Now that the dust has settled and the mess at the factory is behind us, there's no reason to linger in Bangkok. It's time to close this chapter."
MJ groaned, leaning back in his chair and patting his stomach with a satisfied sigh. "Back to reality already? Man, I was just getting used to Eman's delicious food. If I go back to my place, I'll have to deal with my chef's 'macro-nutrient' salads again. I'm going to miss this spread."
Keifer didn't look up from his plate, but his voice was firm, carrying that natural authority that had finally returned. "We have to go back. Our admission forms for the university need to be submitted in person. We are not letting our future get delayed because we stayed here too long."
"But," Keifer continued, finally looking up and catching Jay Jay's eye with a softened expression. "The college doesn't officially start until September. That leaves us with months of dead air. Which is why... I think we should go on a vacation. A real one. Somewhere far away from the city and the noise."
"If you want to you all can go, But I haven't been to Fernandez corp. for a long time now, so I have work there and I am needed there. That's why I will not be going with you, you all can go there by yourself" Angelo said
The dining room erupted. Thyme slammed his hand on the table, a wide grin splitting his face. "Finally! A genius idea from you! And don't even think about leaving us behind. The F4 is coming, and obviously, Gorya and Kaning are in too. We've spent the last week in a state of emergency—we've earned a beach and a drink."
The table became a chaotic mess of voices.
"Where, though?" Kavin asked, already pulling up a world map on his phone. "Maldives? We could rent out a whole reef."
"Too cliché," Ren murmured. "What about a private estate in Tuscany?"
"Boring," Thyme countered. "I want white sand and clear water. Maybe a private resort in the Bahamas?"
"Japan?" Kavin suggested.
"Too many tourists," Aries countered. "Maybe a private villa in Switzerland?"
"Boracay?" Kaning offered. "It's closer and the sand is perfect."
The debate raged for almost an hour, with Aries, Percy, Section E and F4 throwing in suggestions for secluded mountain villas, while the girls talked about tropical beaches. Through it all, Jay Jay remained quiet, sipping her juice, until there was a small lull in the shouting.
"What about... my island?" she asked
The silence that followed was instant. Thyme, Kavin, Ren, MJ, Gorya, Kaning, Aries, and even Angelo all froze, their eyes locking onto Jay Jay in pure shock.
"Your what?" Thyme asked, his jaw practically dropping. "Since when do you have an island, Jay?"
Jay Jay opened her mouth to explain, but Ci-n, who was standing nearby checking a logistics tablet, chimed in with a smirk. "Ulupong Island. It's a beauty. High security, completely private, and off the grid. The perfect place to disappear."
"Ulupong?" Angelo repeated, raising an eyebrow. "I didn't know you had an island. Who gave it to you?"
Jay Jay blushed, looking down at her lap. "Keifer gave it to me after... you know. After the whole plan was revealed and he came back from the London. He took me to the island for that reviewing thing and also because Kuya asked him to hide me for sometime"
Keifer just shrugged, though he looked secretly pleased that she had suggested it. "It's her property. If she wants us there, that's where we go. It has everything we need, and more importantly, it has the privacy we haven't had in years."
"An island named after a cobra," MJ laughed, shaking his head. "That is the most Jay Jay thing I've ever heard. I'm 100% in. Let's go to the Ulupong Island! We can finally trade these suits for swim shorts. But why did you named it 'Ulupong Island' "
And again before Jay could even answer Ci-N chimmed in " She named it after us, he calls us that and she calls Keifer 'The king of Ulupong' , You know she just loves us very much." He said very proudly.
"You don't have to say everything Ci-N!!"
"Oops! TMI" CI-N said
Jay Jay was just smiling in agreement. And the others nodded in "Okay we agree that she loves you, and we know why she kept this name for her Island"
The rest of the breakfast was a whirlwind of excitement. The F4 began looking up the coordinates of Ulupong, amazed that such a place was tucked away in the Philippines under Jay Jay's name. Gorya and Kaning were already making lists of things they needed to buy, their laughter filling the room in a way that made the penthouse finally feel like a home.
--: Jay Jay's POV: --
The excitement in the house was infectious. For the first time in forever, we weren't packing tactical gear or checking ammunition counts. We were packing summer clothes. I spent the long afternoon in the master suite, the floor covered in half-packed bags and light fabrics. I pulled out the all the dresses I had brought here, folding them with trembling hands. It felt strange—normal, but strange. My hands kept shaking slightly, not from fear, but from the realization of what tonight meant. It's already out last day in Bangkok.
The sun began to dip lower, casting long, orange shadows across the room. I was folding a light blue sundress, smoothing out the fabric, when I felt a presence behind me. I didn't have to turn around to know it was him. The air always seemed to get warmer when he was close.
"Ulupong Island, huh?" Keifer's voice was a low vibration that seemed to rumble right through me. I turned to see him leaning against the doorframe, his shirt off. He was looking so damn hot..ahh... Wait girl.. get a grip..
The sunlight hit the hard lines of his muscles, highlighting the strength that he has.
"It's the only place I feel like we can actually be ourselves," I whispered, folding the dress to my I had in my hands.
He walked toward me, his movements still a bit stiff but purposeful, and stopped just inches away. He reached out, his fingers grazing my arm, sending a spark of electricity through my skin. "You're right. No guards in the hallway, no one to watch over. Just us. We can leave all the noise behind."
I looked up at him, my heart hammering against my ribs. The way he was looking at me—like I was the only thing in the world that mattered—made my knees feel weak. "Tonight is our last night in Bangkok," I murmured, my voice barely audible.
"I know," he said, his voice dropping to a dangerous, velvety depth. "And since Keiran and Keigan are finally sleeping in their own rooms tonight... I plan on making the most of the silence."
He leaned down, his nose brushing against mine, the heat from his body wrapping around me. "Finish packing, Jay. I have a feeling you're going to be too tired to do it in the morning."
He gave me a wink that sent a jolt of pure fire through me before he turned wore his shirt and walked back out to check the final travel arrangements with the others. I stood there, clutching a handful of clothes, my face burning so hot I was surprised I didn't start a fire.
The chaos of the day was over. All that was left was the wait.
--: Author's POV: --
The moon hung high over Bangkok, casting a silver, ethereal sheen over the sprawling penthouse. Throughout the guest wing, the frantic energy of the day's vacation planning had finally settled into a deep, heavy stillness. The F4 had long since retired to their respective suites, the girls were tucked away, and even the Section E units had shifted into their silent night.
Most importantly, the master suite was finally empty of the chaos that usually followed two young boys. Keifer had personally seen to it that Keiran and Keigan were settled in their own wing, leaving the wide, luxurious suite to the only two people.
Inside the room, the air felt thick and charged, as if the oxygen had been replaced by pure anticipation. Jay Jay stood by the floor-to-ceiling glass window, her silhouette small against the backdrop of the city's glowing arteries. She had showered, the scent of vanilla and honey clinging to her skin, but her heart was performing a restless staccato against her ribs.
The door behind her opened. She didn't turn, but her entire body tensed. Then, she heard it—the heavy, metallic click of the deadbolt sliding home. It was the loudest, most definitive sound in the world.
Keifer stepped into the soft glow of the bedside lamp. He was still wearing the black button-down from dinner, his sleeves rolled up to reveal his powerful forearms. He didn't stop until he was standing directly behind her, his heat radiating against her back like a furnace. He reached out, his large hands sliding around her waist, pulling her back until she was fused against his solid chest.
"Finally," he murmured, his voice a low, gravelly vibration that sent a shiver straight to her core. "My brother are in their own rooms. No more interruptions. Jay... can we continue where we left off this morning? No one is going to walk in this time."
Jay Jay felt her face heat up instantly, the memory of his hands on her bare waist making her stomach flip. But she didn't look away. She turned in his arms, looking up into his dark, hungry eyes. "Yes," she whispered, her voice barely a breath.
(Warning ⚠️:- Little bit sensitive content ahead, not extreme)
--: Jay Jay's POV: --
He didn't need to be told twice. He leaned down, his mouth crashing onto mine with a hunger that made my knees buckle. This wasn't a gentle kiss; it was a desperate reclamation. As the kiss deepened, his hands became restless. While his lips were still crushed against mine, his fingers fumbled with the buttons of his shirt. He didn't pull away; he worked them open with a frantic energy until the fabric was loose.
In one fluid motion, while our tongues were still tangled and our breath was shared, he yanked the shirt off and let it fall unheeded to the floor. The moment his bare chest pressed against the thin fabric of my camisole, I felt a jolt of pure fire. I let out a soft moan, my fingers digging into the hard, warm muscle of his back. He backed me toward the bed, his weight pressing me into the duvet, hovering over me with eyes that were dark with desire.
"Jay," he rasped, his hand cupping my jaw. "Is it okay if we keep going? I want you to tell me if it's too much."
"I'm ready, Keifer," I managed to say, my heart hammering against my ribs.
--: Author's POV: --
With her permission, the last of Keifer's restraint snapped. He began to trail his lips down her jawline, moving to the sensitive column of her neck. His kisses were wet, hot, and demanding. He was careful, avoiding anywhere that might leave a mark for prying eyes, but the intensity made Jay Jay arch her back off the bed, her fingers tangling in his thick hair.
He pulled her camisole over her head and tossed it aside. He paused then, his eyes traveling over her with raw, visceral admiration. "You're so beautiful," he murmured, his voice thick.
He leaned down, kissing his way across her collarbone and down toward the swell of her chest. When his hand reached the clasp of her bra, he unfastened it with practiced ease, letting it fall away. Jay Jay was a vivid, burning red—a complete "tomato"—but under Keifer's gaze, she felt a different kind of heat.
He leaned down, his mouth finally finding her. He began to feast on her, his tongue swirling around the tips of her boobs before taking them into his mouth one by one. He was sucking and kissing her boobs with a rhythmic intensity, his lips creating a searing heat that made Jay Jay's head fall back into the pillows. Every time his tongue flicked against her, a fresh wave of fire shot through her, making her toes curl.
"Keif..Keifer..." she whimpered, her hands pressing him closer to her chest.
He moved from one to the other, his lips hot and possessive as he continued kissing her boobs, his hands kneading her soft skin with a desperate tenderness. He looked up at her, his eyes dark. "I've waited so long for this," he whispered. "I'm not letting anyone interrupt us tonight. The door is locked... I told you, no one is coming in."
--: Jay Jay's POV: --
Time lost all meaning. Eventually, the fire settled into a warm, glowing ember. I was exhausted, my limbs feeling like lead. As the cool air of the room began to settle on my skin, I felt a sudden wave of shyness. I reached for my discarded shirt on the floor, but Keifer's hand caught my wrist.
"Don't," he said, his voice deep and sleepy.
"I'm cold, Keifer," I whispered, my face still flushed.
He let out a low chuckle and stood up, reaching into his bag. He pulled out his favorite oversized black hoodie and pulled it over his own head. Because it was so massive, he held the bottom hem open and looked at me with a smirk.
"Come here," he said softly. "Come inside."
I crawled toward him, and he helped me slide into the hoodie with him. Because it was so large, it acted like a tent for the two of us. He pulled the hem down so that I was tucked entirely against his bare skin from the waist up.
We were both still wearing our pajama pants, but under the hoodie, our upper bodies were completely skin-to-skin. I poked my head out of the neck hole alongside his, looking up at his handsome, smirking face. I leaned up and gave him a quick, lingering kiss on the lips before hiding my face against the hard muscle of his chest.
I could feel everything—the steady, powerful thrum of his heart, the heat of his stomach against mine, and the softness of my own boobs pressed flat against his bare muscles. I felt so small, so completely safe. I wrapped my legs around his—both of us still in our pajama bottoms—anchoring myself to him, and finally, the world felt perfect.
--: Keifer's POV: --
I lay there in the dark, the weight of her on top of me feeling like the greatest gift. She was tucked into my hoodie like a small bird. I could feel her naked boobs against my stomach and chest, even as our pajama-clad legs remained tangled together. I felt my own face heat up as I remembered the intensity of what we had just shared. I tightened my grip on her, feeling her heartbeat against mine, and finally let sleep take me.
———The Next Morning———
The sunlight filtered through the curtains when I opened my eyes. Jay Jay was still tucked inside my hoodie, her head resting on my shoulder. From my angle, looking down into the neck hole, I could see her looking so small and peaceful.
She shifted, her head moving against my chest. I felt her stir, and then I felt her body go stiff as she remembered we were still inside the hoodie together. As she realized she was still pressed entirely against my bare skin, her ears turned a bright, vivid red.
She poked her head out of the hoodie to see me watching her. She didn't pull away immediately; instead, she leaned in and gave me a soft, lingering morning kiss. When we pulled apart, her face was flaming.
"I... I'm going to take a bath," she squeaked, trying to untangle her pajama-clad legs from mine. "Keifer, get out of the hoodie. I need to get up."
I didn't move. Instead, I tightened my arms around her through the fabric, a smirk tugging at my lips. "Wait a minute. You're wearing my hoodie, taking up all the space, and now you're kicking me out of it?"
"Keifer, please!" she whispered-yelled, her face turning an even deeper shade of crimson. "I'm... I'm not wearing anything else under this! Just get out so I can go!"
I let out a low, rumbling chuckle, leaning closer until my lips were right against her ear. "Don't worry, Jay. You don't have to be shy. I've already seen everything... and I saw it very, very nicely last night."
--: Jay Jay's POV: --
My brain practically short-circuited. The way he said it—so casually, with that husky morning voice—made me want to vanish into the mattress.
"Keifer!" I hissed, my heart hammering against my ribs. "Get out right now or I swear... I'll tell Kuya Angelo you were bothering me!"
He raised an eyebrow, clearly not threatened by the 'Kuya Angelo' card. "You wouldn't."
"Try me!" I threatened, though my voice was shaky because I was so shy.
He laughed, a deep, rich sound that vibrated through my entire body.
Finally, he relented, slipping out from the bottom of the oversized hoodie and leaving me bundled in the fabric alone. I didn't waste a second; I scrambled out of the bed, the hem of the hoodie hitting my mid-thighs.
But as I was about to reach the bathroom, He called out "Jay!!"
"What now??" I asked, trying to keep my voice normal.
"Want me to join you??" He asked with the normal face.
What the.. He literally asked that with a normal face not even with a teasing smile..My mind practically got a short circuit. The only thing I was managed to say was "you pervert!!" and practically doved into the bathroom. I could hear his chuckles till here. He was probably laughing at my reaction and I can feel myself burning up.. He might have seen me whole red like a tomato, or even more that thatt..
I leaned against the closed door, my heart racing. When I finally finished freshening up and walked back out, he was still there, looking like a king on that bed, wearing nothing on top and entirely too handsome.
"What? Why are you looking like that?" I asked, trying to sound brave despite my shaking voice.
He sat up, that smirk widening into a look of pure mischief. "Nothing. I was just imagining... if you're blushing this much from just that, what's going to happen when we finally go extreme?"
I didn't even think. I marched over and hit him right on his bare chest. The sound of my hand hitting his muscle echoed in the room, but he just laughed, catching my hand and kissing my knuckles.
I looked at him—my Keifer—and realized that no matter how much he teased me, I never wanted to be anywhere else.
--: Author's POV: --
The playful violence of the morning was the perfect end to their time in the penthouse. Outside the room, the sound of suitcases being rolled and Thyme's loud voice signaled that the group was ready to move.
Keifer finally stood up and headed to the bathroom to get freshened up himself, leaving Jay Jay to take one last look at the room where they had finally, truly, become one.