Santa walked down the familiar corridors. It had been days since he last stepped foot on campus. A small smile tugged at his lips when he spotted his friends waiting for him in the classroom.
“Welcome back!” Louis beamed, holding a small bouquet of flowers. “Thought we’d surprise you.”
“Seriously?” Santa chuckled, accepting the flowers. “You guys are too much.”
“Too much? You’re the one who went missing,” Mark teased. “We were starting to think you eloped with your husband.”
Santa’s cheeks flushed. “I did not!”
Louis raised a brow. “But you are staying with him, aren’t you?”
Santa bit his lip. “Phi refused to let me go back to the dorm until I’m fully recovered.”
“Oh?” Sammy grinned. “That’s so... romantic.”
“It’s not like that!” Santa protested, his face growing warmer.
“Sure, sure,” Mark teased.
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In the Classroom
The students quickly settled into their seats as Professor Perth entered the room. His presence immediately commanded attention. Though he remained professional, his eyes instinctively flickered toward Santa.
Santa caught the concerned glance and gave a small, reassuring nod.
“I’m fine,” he mouthed.
Perth’s lips pressed into a thin line before he began the lecture.
But Sammy wasn’t about to let it go. She leaned closer to Santa, whispering.
“Did you see that? He was totally checking on you.”
“Stop it,” Santa mumbled, flustered.
“Oh, this is gonna be fun,” she giggled.
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Lunch Break
“Guess who’s got a special lunch today?” Louis sang, nudging Santa.
Santa blinked in confusion until Perth approached him, handing him a packed lunch. “Eat well,” Perth said softly.
Santa nodded, his heart fluttering. “Thank you, Phi.”
Perth didn’t linger, walking away with the same stoic demeanor.
“You’re telling me this is normal professor behavior?” Mark teased, pointing at the lunchbox. “This man’s whipped.”
“Enough!” Santa whined. “It’s just... Phi worries a lot.”
“Yeah, we can see that,” Louis smirked.
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Title's POV
Title’s fingers tapped anxiously on his desk. The moment he saw Santa walk into the lecture hall earlier, his emotions spiraled. The days without Santa had driven him insane. Now that he was here — smiling, laughing, bickering....Title’s obsession clawed its way to the surface.
He could barely contain himself.
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After Class
The corridor buzzed with students, but all Santa wanted was to return home. His steps quickened, but before he could escape, a strong hand gripped his arm.
“Where were you?” Title’s voice was low, but the dangerous glint in his eyes said more than words could.
Santa froze. “Title, let go.”
“How dare you disappear like that?” Title growled, tightening his grip.
“Don’t you know how crazy you make me? I searched everywhere for you.”
Santa trembled. “Title, you’re hurting me.”
But Title didn’t loosen his hold. “You belong to me...you can't disappear on me.”
“Let him go!” Louis’s voice boomed as he rushed toward them, followed by Sammy and Mark.
Sammy shoved Title back. “What’s wrong with you?”
Mark stood protectively in front of Santa. “You don’t get to touch him.”
Title’s jaw clenched, but before he could say anything, students around them had already started whispering. Defeated, he stalked away, his eyes burning with fury.
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Later....
“Santa, are you okay?” Louis asked softly as they stood by the university’s entrance.
“I’m fine,” Santa mumbled, though his pale face said otherwise.
Sammy wasn’t convinced. “We’re calling Professor Perth.”
“No!” Santa protested.
But it was too late. Perth’s number was already dialed.
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Perth’s Call
“Professor Perth, Santa isn’t feeling well,” Louis informed him. “We’re at the bus stop.”
“I’ll be there in five minutes,” Perth replied firmly.
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In the Car....
The drive was painfully silent. Perth’s eyes flickered toward Santa every now and then, but Santa refused to speak.
Finally, they reached the apartment...
They sat on the couch
“Ta,” he said gently, “what happened?”
Santa shook his head. “Nothing. I’m fine.”
“Don’t lie to me.”
Tears welled up in Santa’s eyes. “I-I can’t...”
“Santa.” Perth’s voice softened as he reached out, brushing Santa’s hair back. “You’re safe now. Please, tell me.”
That was all it took. Santa broke down, sobbing uncontrollably.
“I thought I was okay,” Santa hiccuped. “But... but Title...”
Perth’s body tensed. “What did he do?”
Santa clutched Perth’s sleeve tightly, trembling. “He grabbed me... He said I make him crazy. I was so scared, Phi.”
Perth’s jaw clenched, his fists tightening. “That bastard.”
He pulled Santa into his arms, stroking his back gently. “I’m here, Ta. No one will hurt you again.”
Santa sobbed harder, burying his face in Perth’s shoulder.
After a while, exhaustion took over, and Santa’s breathing evened. Perth carefully laid him on the bed. But even as Santa slept, his tear-streaked face remained fixed in Perth’s mind.
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Later That Night...
Perth sat at his desk, his jaw tight with anger. His fingers hovered over the keyboard, the words flowing without hesitation.
To: Niran Pongsapak
> Keep that little Jirawit in check, if you don’t want me to reveal everything.
The email was short and clear — a warning.
Perth’s eyes darkened as he hit send.
“Try me, Title.”
To be continued....🖤🤍
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FanfictionA perthsanta ff where Perth is an orphan living double life of a professor and a secret cop.. And Santa is a university student born in elite family, with shady background... There are some secrets within the family and it's Perth who is investigati...
