Poisonous Love EP8: Kisses, Kneeling and Bold Love — #GinJ Bring the Heat

Okay, let’s talk about how Poisonous Love has taken some daring creative liberties from the novel — and honestly, they’re working wonders for authenticity and emotional punch. The series continues to evolve with heart, tension, and sapphic fire, and we have many thoughts. Buckle up, because we’re ranting below.

Pat holds Prem in bed, gently comforting her after an emotional day, showing quiet love and tenderness between the two women in Poisonous Love EP8.

Parents Behaving Badly (Again)

We open with Prem’s parents reacting to the photos Thawat showed them at the end of last episode. Surprise, surprise — another set of unsupportive parents who’d rather believe the pictures are doctored than believe their daughter found love with a woman. Jerks. We’re over it. Love is love, people! Here’s hoping they get a much-needed wake-up call by the finale. This angle also deviates from the book, so we’re eager to see how it plays out across EP9–10.

#GinJ Serve Bedroom Softness and Sizzling Heat

Thank the sapphic goddesses, we quickly pivot to Pat and Prem snuggled in bed — the calm before the storm. Prem tries to wake Pat up for work, and what follows is pure Ginny-Jayna magic. Whether dramatic or tender, #GinJ nail the emotional beats every time.

Then, that kiss. Oh, that tongue. Ms. Ginny channeled her inner #FreenBecky and lit the screen on fire. Add Pat’s hand sliding up Prem’s back — oof. We’d have short-circuited faster than a neon sign in a rainstorm. Pat’s self-control not to take things further? Unreal. Oh, and did we see Prem bite her lip right before the flip? We sure did. Chef’s kiss. Literally.

To top it all off comes the confession. Prem finally says she loves Pat. We squealed. We hugged our pillows. The sapphic serotonin was real.

Morning Flirtations & Media Scandals

Fast-forward to a domestic morning moment that turns flirty fast. Prem is already at the kitchen counter when Pat emerges, strutting like she’s walking a Chanel runway (Jayna, your power walk deserves its own award) in that sunshine-yellow dress. The way Prem looks at her? Pure adoration with a side of possessive spice. “No one sees that cleavage but me — go change.” LOL. Protect your woman, Prem.

Pat teases that she just bought the dress, but Prem responds by leaning in and planting a teasing kiss right over Pat’s heart, lingering there before meeting her eyes. The chemistry? Off the charts.

Pat inevitably changes, and when we see her again in a little black dress — even more stunning, somehow — cue another power walk, this time down the picturesque walkway to her job. Heads turn. People whisper. And Pat can’t figure out why until a crowd of reporters swarms her.

That’s when the world crashes in. Thawat’s leaked photos — the beach date night, the kiss, everything — have gone viral. The press fires off questions; Pat clutches her chest in pain for a heartbeat, steadies herself, and faces the storm head-on. Instead of denying or hiding, she owns it: “Yes, we’re dating.” Period.

It’s a bold shift from the novel’s more private tone, where Pat avoids confirming her relationship. Here, Poisonous Love leans into Pat’s authenticity — confident, unapologetic, and true to herself. We love the change.

Meanwhile, back at the hospital, Prem walks into the café only to see her own face plastered across every TV screen. Her coworkers cheer her on and gush about how adorable she and Pat are as a couple, but Prem’s polite smile hides full-blown panic. She knows exactly who else will see this broadcast — and that’s where the fear sets in.

Prem’s Parents Double Down

At work, gossip spreads through the university halls faster than a midterm rumor. Both of Prem’s parents — respected professors, mind you — catch wind of it. Her dad overhears colleagues debating the ethics of his daughter dating a woman, and, as expected, he loses it. Red-faced and furious about “saving face,” he snaps at his coworkers and storms out of the faculty lounge in a huff.

Meanwhile, her mom isn’t handling it much better. After a morning of doom-scrolling through every social media thread about Prem and Pat, she freezes as she overhears her own colleagues whispering judgmental comments about “the scandal.”

By evening, both parents are fuming when Prem walks through the door. The air is thick with tension. Her parents sit stiffly on the couch. They talk about suing for defamation to “protect the family’s reputation,” but Prem finally cuts in, voice steady but trembling — the pictures are real, and yes, she’s dating Pat.

That’s when everything detonates. Her dad’s temper explodes, her mom recoils as though love itself is contagious, and the conversation devolves into pleas for Prem to “be normal.” Through it all, Prem stands her ground. Ginny absolutely delivers here — her voice breaking at the perfect moments, her eyes full of both pain and conviction. It’s authentic, raw, and brilliantly performed.

This confrontation is a watershed moment. Prem refuses to break up with Pat, even as her mother begs her to reconsider. It’s the first time she stops trying to earn their approval — and it lands like a gut punch. We felt every word.

Dinner with the Dream Parents (and Emotional Whiplash)

After the emotional gutting from Prem’s side, we pivot to Pat’s world — and the contrast couldn’t be sharper. Pat’s parents? Absolute gems. Supportive, funny, and lovingly chaotic. We adore them.

Pat brings Prem home to meet her family, and before they even step through the door, she gives Prem a glimpse of her empire — that house is massive, like Vegas levels of huge. Pat’s dad is involved in casino-related business, with her older brother helping manage operations — something the book hits on.

Before they go in, Pat tells Prem that when they marry, she intends to give her everything she owns because, in her words, “my heart is yours.” Cue the collective swoon, she simply asks she is never mean to her.

Once inside, things get adorably awkward fast. Pat’s parents are jittery and trying way too hard to play it cool until their daughter calls them out on acting weird. They laugh it off and immediately pivot to doting on Prem. “If Pat acts out, you have permission to punish her,” her mom jokes — and we cackled. Pat’s mock outrage at being ganged up on makes it even funnier.

Dinner quickly turns heart-warming. Pat’s mom has cooked all of Prem’s favorite dishes by hand (yes, she did her homework — mother of the year energy). Between bites, her parents ask Prem to address them the same way Pat does, which makes the entire room melt. The affection, the warmth, the acceptance — this is what supportive parenting looks like, and we love that Prem finally gets to experience it.

Later, while Pat helps her mom pack up leftovers, her dad takes Prem outside for a quiet conversation. He opens up about Pat’s childhood — how she used to be timid, constantly yielding to others, and how she even sought help from a psychiatrist to build the strength she has today. It’s a beautifully written moment that reframes Pat’s confidence as something earned, not innate.

At the same time, we see Pat confiding in her mom that she worries her happiness won’t last — that she can’t imagine losing Prem now that she finally feels complete. Her mom’s advice is simple but powerful: “Live in the moment and don’t let fear steal your joy.” The moment is tender, but just as we exhale — another flash of chest pain. Foreshadowing much?

Then comes the cherry on top: Pat brings Prem upstairs to her room, which is surprisingly soft and princess-like — the total opposite of her villain-era energy. Naturally, Pat doesn’t waste time; she pins Prem to the bed for a kiss before Prem reminds her they’re in her parents’ house. Their banter is pure gold — playful, affectionate, and full of Ginny-Jayna chemistry that practically radiates through the screen.

Parents from Hell, Round Two

Prem’s parents’ next move? Setting her up with her childhood friend, Krich. The audacity. But fine — if there’s one redeeming thing in this dumpster fire, it’s that Krich turns out to be surprisingly decent. He’s polite, respectful, and immediately clocks what’s really happening.

When Prem arrives at her parents’ house and sees Krich sitting in the living room, she knows exactly what’s up but keeps her composure like the queen she is. Her parents invite him to stay for dinner, then conveniently leave the two of them alone — matchmaking 101. Outside, Krich gently admits he understands what her parents are trying to do, and that he doesn’t expect anything from her. In fact, he suggests they “play along” for now to ease the tension and help her save face. He even says, with genuine warmth, that love is love and he respects her relationship with Pat. King behavior.

Krich excuses himself after dinner like the classy man he is, but her parents immediately start pushing again. They gush about what a good match he’d be and insist she should start seeing him “properly.” Prem sits through their entire rant, stoic and composed, before stating that it’s not going to happen.

That’s when everything unravels. He accuses her of “shaming the family” and demands that she “end this nonsense.” When she refuses, he raises his hand — ready to strike her — until her mother jumps in, physically taking the blow meant for her daughter. The fear in that moment is palpable.

Prem immediately tends to her mom, only to have her turn around and emotionally guilt-trip her further. “I can’t bear to see your father like this,” she says, framing his rage as her burden to carry. It’s heartbreaking and manipulative all at once. Both parents make it all about themselves — their shame, their pain, their image — never once asking what their daughter actually wants or feels.

It’s brutal. The show doesn’t sugarcoat the emotional abuse, and Ginny’s performance as Prem is devastatingly authentic. You can see the tremor in her hands, the heartbreak in her eyes, and the exhaustion of a woman who’s finally realizing she can’t win their approval.

Compared to the novel, this version hits harder — more realistic, more emotionally raw, and far more socially grounded. The writers aren’t afraid to make us uncomfortable, and it pays off. This is one of those scenes that lingers with you long after the credits roll.

Post-Fight Tenderness (and Lies We Hate to Love)

After all that chaos, we get reprieve in the form of #GinJ looking fine in sleepwear. Prem’s teddy? We gasped. She looked stunning, vulnerable, and heartbreakingly human. When she asks Pat for trust, it’s sweet — but we know she’s hiding something.

Cue morning heartbreak. Prem lies about a “work emergency,” leaving a note that Pat instantly sees through. Trouble’s brewing.

Truth, Rooftops, and Resolution (Maybe)

Prem’s friends find out her parents are trying to set her up — and advise her to come clean. Too bad Pat overhears everything. Cue yet another rooftop confrontation (seriously, can we get these girls some indoor communication?). Pat handles it with grace: she understands and proposes something bold — facing Prem’s parents together.

The Kneel Heard ‘Round the Thai GL World

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The Kneel Heard ‘Round the Thai GL World

And then comes the scene — the emotional climax of Poisonous Love EP8. Pat and Prem sit together before her furious parents, who look as if they’re staring at something poisonous. The tension is suffocating.

Prem’s father begins by trying to take Prem into another room. Pat immediately interjects, insisting they speak openly — “We don’t keep secrets.” She grabs Prem’s hand, steadying her as the verbal assault begins, ultimately demanding they break up.

Pat, ever the calm one, sits tall — her tone polite but unyielding. She insists they’re serious about each other, that this love is real, steady, and intentional. Her honesty, though respectful, only enrages them further. Her father’s voice rises, furious, shouting at her to “stop using the word love.”

As the shouting escalates, Pat’s chest tightens — that familiar pain returns — but she refuses to back down. You can see it: her hands trembling slightly, her breath short, her heart literally hurting. Yet she stays focused, eyes locked on Prem’s parents.

Her mother tries to soften the blow, claiming they’re “caught up in the moment” and that it will fade — that this isn’t what’s best for their “only daughter.” Classic parental projection, and we’re screaming at our screens. Once again, it’s about their comfort, not Prem’s happiness.

Pat doesn’t let it slide. She pushes back with quiet strength, explaining that she and Prem have thought this through — that what they share is not a fling but a future. Her conviction is unwavering. “We love each other,” she says.

Her father snaps again, storming toward the entryway, his voice booming as he demands they leave and never return because they’ve “brought shame to the family.” That’s when Pat makes a choice that no one — not even Prem — expects.

She rises, steps forward, and declares, “I love Prem. I cannot live without her.” It misses its mark; her words bounce off their anger. She takes a breath, steadies herself — and then, with complete sincerity, kneels on both knees before Prem’s parents. The entire room falls silent.

In Thai culture, kneeling this way is a gesture of ultimate humility and respect. It’s reserved for moments of deep apology, reverence, or love — a physical embodiment of nam jai (heartfelt sincerity). It’s not subservience; it’s devotion — the kind born from courage and compassion.

Pat looks up, tears in her eyes, and speaks directly from the heart:

“Please give me the chance. I will prove that I can support her just as any man could.”

Her words hang in the air, raw and unguarded. The camera lingers on Prem, standing just behind her, hands resting gently on Pat’s shoulders — not pulling her up, but grounding her, sharing the weight of the moment. The image is stunning: a visual of equal love, equal strength, and mutual defiance against prejudice.

It’s bold. It’s heartbreaking. It’s everything.

#GinJ absolutely shatter us here. The emotion is so raw and real you forget you’re watching a series. This scene doesn’t rely on melodrama — it breathes quiet, devastating sincerity. It’s the kind of storytelling that makes Poisonous Love stand out: unafraid to show vulnerability, cultural depth, and the kind of love that doesn’t just fight back… it kneels forward.

Final Thoughts: #GinJ Are Untouchable

What an episode. The emotional arcs, the acting, the cultural depth — Poisonous Love EP8 hits like a freight train of feelings. The creative changes from the book? Smart, heartfelt, and empowering.

#GinJ deliver powerhouse performances, proving again why this is one of the best Thai GL series of the year. Authenticity, courage, sapphic tenderness — it’s all here. We’re ready (and terrified) for the final two episodes. Bring it on.