I'm not really happy with the outcome of this chapter but I hope you'll find something likeble about it... Sorry that I had to keep it so simple...

The song is Hug me by Momoland (The Great Seducer OST)

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A few days passed by but Arthit couldn't move around like he wanted to due to his injury. He was bound to the bed and didn't have any choice as to spend most of his time in the bed since he wasn't allowed to stand up and walk on his own. According to the doctor, he should only stand up with the physiotherapist who would help and teach him how to walk again despite his injuries. Kongpob was there too but he couldn't be so close to Arthit just like the latter's parents were to him. The parents were standing next to their son's sickbed, his mother peeling fruits to give him to eat. However Kongpob felt out of place, didn't want to come in between parents and son and disturb the little time they have to spend with each other.

Kongpob's cellphone vibrated in his pocket, he receiving everyone's attention with the ring sound of his phone. He turned away to pick up the call. There was a man on the end of the other line, telling him that he took care of the mission he gave him and gathered the people he wanted to see. Kongpob covered his mouth before replying to the young man, explaining him that he would get there soon. Before he hung up, the latter let him know that he sent a car for him and the driver was already waiting outside of the hospital for him. Arthit seemed curious about their conversation that was so secretative enough that his Nong didn't want him to listen to them. He couldn't take his eyes from his Nong, he didn't realize it himself but he was too much focused on Kongpob and wanted to know everything about him. He already imagined the reason why the older man was acting secretative to him. Is he talking to a woman again? Before my very eyes? He dare to flirt with a girl in my presence... I think I'm recently too soft to him that's why he's brave enough to flirt...

Arthit didn't like the idea of his Nong having a phonecall with a girl while he was injured and in this pitiful state. His round eyes reflected a certain emotion. An emotion he couldn't hide or ignore anymore. A feeling that always showed whenever a person caugth his partner flirting with another person. Was it jealousy? It was an overwhelming feeling he couldn't control no matter how hard he fought against it. The older man was too oblivious to realize that he was acting more like the taller man's possessive boyfriend. Maybe he wasn't dense like everyone suggested but he didn't want to admit that he wanted to monopolise Kongpob. He seemed not to notice it but his mother realized it the moment she saw him waking up and clenching on the taller man as if he waited for him to calm him down.

The younger one ended the phonecall but he couldn't turn back to Arthit because he sensed a dark presence staring at him from behind, shooting death sentence towards him. He gulped hard then turned back to face Arthit, smiling to the shorter man. Something he didn't expect to see, happened before him. Arthit was looking at him with danger reflecting in his eyes, as if he wanted to devour him by eating him whole only to chew on him and puke him on the dirty ground. So much did he hate the conversation between the allegedly woman and Kongpob. The taller man was scared of the warning look Arthit was giving him, he trembled from head to toes, feeling his guts turning upside down and twisting. That look can kill... But Kongpob was wrong. Not look could kill but jealousy! 

Wait... Why is he staring at me like that? Did I do something wrong? Whenever his Phee was staring at him with such dangerous look, he always felt that he did something wrong. Even if he wasn't sure of his wrongdoings, he always had the urge to apologize and promise that he would never do it again to not anger him any further.

Kongpob wanted to clear the misunderstanding between them but he didn't have much time either. He apologized for disturbing them then excused himself that he needed to leave and take care of an important matter. Arthit just laid down on the bed without bidding his farewell with him, covering himself with the blanket. He turned aside to face the other direction. The younger man bowed down to Arthit's parents before walking over to the entrance. However he didn't leave right away, he turned back to look at his Phee.

„I'll be right back", Kongpob said but it sounded more like a promise. A promise he had to keep his words or he would meet the master of destruction. His Phee!

The taller man left for the urgent meeting, Arthit remained quiet but a little smile appeared on his lips. He felt overjoyed that Kongpob promised to come back to his side. It showed that he did care for him. Kongpob arrived at the parking lot of the hospital, the driver opened the car for him, letting him climb in before going back to his seat and driving to their destination.

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Kongpob arrived at the five stars hotel where he always took the women he met in the pub in. He took the way to the dining hall that he rent for the meeting. His driver who was also the bodyguard, followed him to the spacious meeting hall. There were two bulky men waiting at the front door, they were the bodyguards who should provide for the latter's safety in case of the guests losing their minds and attacking him. As soon as they opened the door for him, a strong fragant took over the air. The air was smelling delicious. The tables were decorated beautifully, there were various kind of dishes and drinks placed on the tables. Many women were waiting in the dining hall for them, maybe they were circa hundred beautiful flowers. Surely those weren't all the women he went out with or slept with in those two years. The driver whispered in his ear that they didn't find all of the women he slept with since some of them imigrated to another country or were already married or happy in another relationship. It did made sense since he was sure that there were more than hundred girl he went out with in those 2 years.

Even though the heir of the Suthiluck slept with them then threw them away as if they were dirty garbage he was getting rid of, they stil dressed in a beautiful dress to attract his attention. It looked like they would never learn from their previous story with him. Now that he looked around and saw the charming women surrounding him, he wasn't proud of his achievement he accomplished in those 2 years. He was more like embarrassed and ashamed of his behaviour in the past. One could say he wasn't the old Kongpob anymore. The day he met Arthit and fell in love with him, he changed for the better and began valuing his life and other people's lives no matter of the household they came from. Rich or poor wasn't important for him anymore, essentiel was the person's behaviour and sincerity towards him. He realized that he needed P'Arthit to feel like a human with a heart and emotions. Without his P'Arthit, his pitiful life wouldn't make any sense. A little smile appeared on his face when thinking about his cute but bad-tempered Phee.

The women waited for the young heir to begin the talk, explaining them the reason why he gathered them here. He went to the front, his eyes wandered around to save the faces of the many women he went out with til now. It was necessary to save their faces since it could help him remember them faster if one of them met him and P'Arthit somewhere on the street and turned jealous also evil enough to plot to hurt his Phee. Only so could he prevent the accident from a few days to happen again. He needed to protect P'Arthit and hold those women from him. The car accident happened because of him so he had to pay for it instead. It was better as his Phee to suffer the consequences.

Kongpob bowed down in front of them, earning surprised looks from the girls. „Before I tell you the reason why I brought everyone here, I have to apologize to you all... I'm sorry", his apology sounded sincere, it came from the bottom of his heart. He, a powerful heir to the rich Suthiluck went as far to apologize to them. He would do everything for his Phee, even bow down to those power hungry girls to prevent them from hurting Arthit. Surely some of them were innocent but most of them were only after his wealth. Even if some of them played with him to have his money, he would rather blame himself and take the initiative to apologize.

The women were looking at each other, searching for answers for his strange behaviour. They didn't expect the rich, spoiled brat to say the word „Sorry" to them. They wouldn't even dare to dream about such impossible thing to happen. His speech made them lost for words.

„I have to beg for your forgiveness because I offended you. I know that I treated everyone unfair without considering your feelings. I didn't knew back then that it was wrong of me to play with your heart. Money blinded me and made do many shameful things I'm not proud of anymore but I want you to know that I'm changing right now...", his lips curved up into a little smile, the picture of a certain person appeared in his mind. The person was P'Arthit, the man he was in love with. Whenever he thought about him, he felt complete. „I met someone. The person taught me true love and the right path to treat my fellows. Because of the person, I found myself and am happy now...". His heart was skipping a beat while he was talking about Arthit. It felt right to admit to the world that he loved P'Arthit, a man fate brought to him. Too bad that he wasn't confessing to the person himself but he could practiced here for the right moment. „I gathered everyone here to beg you not to hurt that person... If someone is angry at me and stil wants revenge, she should come after me instead", he bowed his head down for the second time, „Please, don't hurt the one I love...". Because he didn't want to give more information about his Phee, he never mentioned his name neither about him being a male.

Some of them reacted jealous about the person he fell in love with. They cursed that person and stomped out of the dining hall. Even if they left angrily, their anger wasn't for eternity. Because he admitted his love for P'Arthit to them, he took the surprise away. They wouldn't be speechless nor be surprised if they found out about him being in love with a poor man like P'Arthit. A few of the women were brought to tears with his speech and confession. Those few women were the sincere one, they really wished to have a relationship with him when they met him for the first time. They were disappointed that he was taken now but it didn't matter anymore as long as he apologized for treating them like garbage.

After telling them the reason for the sudden meeting, the door went open suddenly. The maids brought many gifts packed in beautiful gift bags, they placed them in the corner for everyone to see. He mentioned about the gifts he bought for them. According to him, they weren't bribe but only „offer of amends". Of course, those were expensive gifts. They accepted his apology, not because of the „offer of amends" but because of his sincerity. He was more handsome the way he was looking now, they liked the change the lucky person „P'Arthit" did in him.

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Arthit looked at the clock hanging on the wall, it was already midnight but his Nong didn't arrive til yet. He was looking every minute at the clock but the person he was waiting for, didn't appear in front of him. Besides he couldn't sleep with the insecurity whether his Nong would come back just like he promised him. His mother mentioned that it was late and he needed to sleep to regain his health but he refused, lying that he wasn't tired. But his eyes betrayed him, they were red, his eyelids feeling heavy and falling every minute but he forced himself to stay awake and wait for Kongpob.

Although he didn't want his parents to notice him waiting for Kongpob, his mother, sharp as always, was suspicious of his strange behaviour. She seemed to realize the real reason why he didn't want to sleep even though it was late at night. He kept looking at the door as if it would open and reveal the person he wanted to see in front of him.

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Kongpob ran in the hospital as soon as he jumped out of the car, forcing his way through the revolving door. He looked at the watch around his wrist, noticing that it was already 2 a.m. at night. Actually he wanted to come back before mindight but the dinner with his many women took too long. They were curious about the unknown person he fell in love with and wanted to know more about him so he couldn't disappoint them by leaving too soon. He explained them the little details about P'Arthit that made him fall in love with him everyday but he never gave them the latter's private data. He was grateful that some of the women accepted his apology and were open with him but he didn't trust them enough to share Arthit's name and gender with them. Besides there was the matter with his mother. Even if his father assured him that he would hold his mother back from knowing about Arthit, one of them could dare to tell her about his love for P'Arthit. It would be a huge disaster for him if his mother appeared in the spotlight and meddled in his lovelife.

He waited in front of the door and hold the handle firmly in his hand, taking a deep breath before he opened the door, taking slow and quiet steps to enter the room. Unfortunately Arthit was already sleeping and drifting in the land of dreams, his face turned to the direction of the door. Maybe he wanted to stay awake while waiting for Kongpob but fell asleep without even knowing it. There was a faint snore coming from him. The taller man heaved a heavy sight, he had the overwhelming feeling that he failed him by not appearing here sooner and see him before he fell asleep. He tiptoed to him to not disturb him and wake him up, standing before him and crouching down on the ground.

„I'm late...", he hated the feeling of not seeing Arthit before he drifted in dreamland. „I'm sorry...", he mumbled an apology.

His lips curved up into a little, bright smile. He couldn't fight the urge to smile at the view giving by P'Arthit. Even though he hated the fact that he arrived late, he stil got the chance to see him sleeping. Kongpob just loved to see his Phee's sleeping face. His beauty and cuteness outshone in his sleep but he was perfect whenever he was smiling, revealing his dimple. Kong always wished to cuddle with his Phee, embrace him and enjoy their togetherness but Arthit wouldn't let him touch him so easily. Surely, he would get his chance to take him in his arms, kiss him and cuddle with him in bed. His heart beat faster by the thought of having Arthit in his arms, their hands intertwined and their lips placed on each other, kissing passionately.

He caressed at his hair, pulling his bangs softly aside to see his face clearlier. Charming and tempting, my sweet P'Arthit. Kongpob's smile was too bright that it got rid of the darkness and enlightened the room. He gave his Phee a lovely kiss on the forehead, pulling the blanket til his chest to cover him up. With a satisfied smile plastered on his lips, he went to sleep at the sofa. Even though the sofa wasn't comfortable like his bed, he was grateful for the big sofa that provided him place to sleep right next to Arthit.

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Some days after the accident which a stranger ran over him, Arthit was still in hospital, more like in the private room that seemed like a master suit of a five stars hotel. Arthit was curious why he wasn't discharged yet. Hospital wasn't that friendly for poor man like him. There was a limit for poor people like him to stay in a hospital, let alone in an expensive master suit like this. Because they don't have money to pay for the treatment, the hospital account department set a time limit for poor people to spent here and get the treatment they needed. This methode should help the underclass to pay for their stay and the treatment so the hospital wouldn't get any loss. Arthit was here for more than a week now but the doctor didn't even mention about him getting discharged soon. The nurses visited him every hour to take care of him and ask each time whether he was alright and content with their services.

Why did they give me this room? Why am I receiving treatment from the director of this hospital? Something isn't right here. This two questions kept him busy ever since they brought him in this expensive room. He was injured but not so badly that he needed to spent half of his life in this bed. Besides he would never be able to pay for this treatment, let alone his stay in the hospital with the mini salary he received from his many side works. There was only one person who had so much money to pay for this special treatment. That person wasn't far away from him. But that man denied him getting involved whenever he confronted him. It was too suspiscious. Damn it! How many days do they intend to keep me here?

The shorter one sat on the bed, staring at the suspect in front of him. The person had made himself comfortable in the black sofa, one leg leaned on his knee, was reading the newspaper the nurse brought Arthit this morning. Arthit knew that Kongpob wasn't reading anything but only acting as if he was interested in the news. Kongpob didn't want to have Arthit's attention on him because he feared that the older man would confront him again about the private room if they exchanged words. The taller man, too curious to see Arthit's sulky face, couldn't hold his curiosity anymore. He slowly pulled the newspaper down to steal a look at Arthit without knowing that the latter was staring at him too. Their eyes met, the younger one quickly pulled the newspaper up to block his view. There could be only two reasons why he had to avoid his eyes. Maybe he didn't want to stare at the beautiful man in front of him and fell deep into him as he already was or he wanted to run away from Arthit's intense gaze on him.

Arthit had enough of his silence and the little hide-and-seek game of his Nong so he decided to try speaking to him again. If he didn't want to die out of curiosity, he needed to know the answers to his questions or he would go crazy under this circumstance and the secret between them. He grabbed at his two crutchs and approached him, walking quielty to not attract the younger man's attention and give him the chance to run away from his duty. Kongpob wanted to catch another look from Arthit but jumped in surprise when he realized the latter standing in front of him, bending down so close to him that their head almost bumped against each other. Kongpob hit his back against the wall as he jumped in shock, he rubbed at his back to ease the pain. Now that the pain on his back eased a little bit, he rubbed against his chest. He had to take care of his heart too. Why? Because his heart was restless, beating too fast and too hard. The culprit causing his heart to thump so fast was none other than P'Arthit. His Phee was too close to him, he could see every part of his beautiful, pale face. The view was damn tempting and enchanting. Lovely... And cute... His arm approached Arthit, the latter slowly pulled back upon seeing his Nong coming dangerously close with his hand, almost touching his face.

Just a little touch... I'll caress his face and... He was about to touch him as his eyes flashed over his Phee's face, realizing the shorter man reacing surprised and confused. No, Kongpob, snap out of it. Don't reveal your feelings for him... Not yet, at least. He pulled his arm back, scratching his body and cratching his head. He played the clueless til Arthit pulled back from him. But he underestimated his Phee. Arthit wasn't a man to give up easily like he expected from him. The shorter man froze on the spot, he was too confused that he couldn't assimilate the situation that just happened between them.

Did he... Wanted he... Arthit seemed confused about the conclusion he came to after seeing his Nong look at him with such hungry eyes. As if he wanted to devour him? Even though his eyes didn't deceive him with the thing he let him see just now, he didn't want to admit that he noticed a certain desire in his Nong's eyes. A desire to touch him. His heart was beating faster than never before. His heart reacting like that, wasn't new to him. It happened before. Lately he would find his heart beating faster for his Nong or sometime he would catch himself thinking about Kongpob and react surprised to his own thought. Every time this phenomene happened, he tried to avoid the reason for it, thinking that it was nothing important to think too deep about it. He always deceived himself that his heartbeat acceleated due to his nervous character, just like he was doing right now. He recognized a glimpse of affection shining in Kongpob's eyes but he didn't want to believe it. No way Kongpob would want to caress my face... You're an idiot for believing that he is interested in you. That boy... only seek for adventure with a woman...

His chest hurted when he thought about Kongpob's only wanting to play with him. This was new. It felt like a sharp object stabbing in his chest to hurt him, as if the taller man deceived or disappointed him. This kind of feeling was new. It was more like insecurity, an emotion he wanted to run away from and keep ignoring. He could lie to himself today but he wouldn't be able to keep looking away someday. There would be a time where he would have to admit his feelings for Kongpob and respond to the latter's confession. That day wasn't too far away. That time would come soon.

Kongpob looked from the corner of his eyes to Arthit, the latter seemed sad and disappointed for an unknwon reason. His eyes remained on Arthit, he was worried about him, suddenly got the urge to ask him about the matter disturbing and making him sad. Kongpob grabbed at his round face, pulling him up to look at his face, as if he wanted to read his sorrow from his big eyes, both hands holding on his head.

„Are you alright?", there was another feeling reflecting in the taller one's eyes. This time it was worry, apparantly he was worried about him and couldn't even hide it. It was too obvious that he forgot the whole world and had only Arthit in his eyes in this moment. Maybe he had only Arthit in his heart too.

Arthit was lost for words, his conclusion he wanted to deny so bad, confirmed again. It was hard to run away the second time. He froze on the spot, blinking many times. He said with a soft voice, „I'm...I'm o...", he didn't get the chance to lie that he was alright since a hair of his long eyelashes got in his eyes. He yelled a faint cry of pain, closing the one eye to prevent the hair to fall deeper in his eye.

The older man wanted to scratch his eye, his hand close to his face but Kongpob grabbed at his hand, holding him back from rubbing against his eye and make it worse. He hold his face higher, pulling his eyelid down to look clearlier in his eyes. There was the culprit for his pain.

„Gotcha...", Kong mumbled, forgetting that he was holding his Phee's face in his hands. He forgot that he was holding his Phee's face that was alluring and aroused him. Apparantly he just wished to get rid of the hair causing his pain so he forgot his desire for a while.

Kongpob blew air in his Phee's big eye. After successfully getting rid of the troublemaker, he finally was aware of how close they were. There were only inches of gape between their lips. P'Arthit's soft, red lips, he opened them a little bit, his soft breath grazing against Kongpob's face. How alluring and beautiful those red lips were. Now both of them were staring at each other's face, forgetting their pain, insecurity and anxiety. In this very brief moment, they were feeling each other's presence, enjoying the romantic atmosphere in the air. Kongpob caressed his thumb over Arthit's chubby but soft cheek. It felt smooth just like he expected it to be. He came closer to him, his lips parting from each other, almost placing his lips on Arthit's. The shorter one didn't react, neither deny nor accept the kiss. He was just gazing at Kongpob, as if he wanted the kiss but wasn't sure whether he was doing the right thing.

Before Kongpob could place his lips on Arthit's, the door suddenly went open. Arthit yanked Kongpob's hands away and took a step back as soon as the door went open. The older man's parents revealed themselves in front of them but they couldn't enter the room because of the disturbing silence in the air. There was an awkward atmosphere between them, as if they were disturbing them on something.

Mrs. Rojnapat and Mr. Rojnapat exchanged a look, they stared back at the two young men in front of them. Arthit called for his Mae and Por. Kong turned away to hide his blushed face, caressing at his own lips that almost kissed Arthit. He couldn't believe that he went as far as he almost kissed him. The mother walked over to her son, telling him that he shouldn't be so careless and move around so much. According to her, he wasn't in the right shape. She had to act clueless to not embarrass her son and the young Suthiluck in front of them. However the father seemed not to like the relationship between his son and Kongpob, he was observing the young Suthiluck the whole time. While Arthit turned to look at Kongpob, the latter stil gazing at him with flame of desire burning in his eyes, his mother used the chance to bring his father to reason. The wife digged her ellbow in her husband's flank that he should act oblivious like her, speaking through gritted teeth that he shouldn't scare their son's friend.

As soon as Arthit turned his attention back to them, both of his parents were laughing, their fake laugh looked too forced. Arthit didn't fail to notice his father feeling uncomfortable in front of Kongpob.

„Mae, you look tired", Arthit noticed the dark circle around his mother's eyes, he grabbed at her face, feeling guilty that he caused her sleepless night. Because they were here to take care of him, they didn't have much sleep and rest either. He put her hand on his cheek to feel her presence, „I'm sorry for always worrying you."

His mother shook her head, telling him that he should never say sorry to her again. According to her, she was his mother and would always love and support him in whichever decision he took. A mother's love would never end, she would always worry about her children, whether they were young or already grown ups. She hugged him, patting on his back, Arthit wrapped his arms around her too. Kongpob couldn't take his eyes from the three Rojnapats. Not only from the man he adored so much but from his parents too. He was jealous. Jealous of their relationship, of how close they were to each other. They weren't shy about showing their love for each other. Unlike his family. His mother was called the „beast madame" behind her back, his father was gentle but he scared him sometime with his many acknowledges. He knew his father's capability, he would destroy every person who came in his family's way and get rid of them without anyone ever finding them. Because of this fact, was he scared of him sometime. Why couldn't they be a normal, lovely family like them?

The longer Kongpob got to look at the harmony the Rojnapat were sending in his direction, the more he felt to be a part of their family. Even though, he met them just for a few days ago, he couldn't get rid of the nostalgic feeling that he was close to them once before. He touched at his restless heart, thinking whether he saw them before or not. The two Rojnapats broke the hug, they smiled.

„I know that you came extra for me but I want you to go back home and rest there. You did enough for me and I can take care of myself now...", Arthit tried to make his parents go back to the countryside and stop working themself to death while taking care of his needs.

„I can't leave and let you alone in this condition. Only once I know that you're healthy and can provide for yourself, will I go back home. Besides, I'm not tired at all. I'll never be when it concerned my sons."

His mother was persistent and stubborn to break. Just like himself too. „Don't worry about me...", Arthit scratched at his chin, searching for a lie that would be believable enough that she wouldn't doubt him. „Besides I'm getting discharged in three days.", it was a lie he hoped he would convince her to make her leave for the countryside and rest for a while.

„It's wonderful, darling... But I can't stil leave you here alone as long as I don't know if you have someone to take care of you while I'm gone."

Mr. Rojnapat chuckled but forced himself to appear more serious. He shouldn't laugh at his son failure to convince his mother that he was capable of looking after himself. He crossed his arms over his chest, raising one of his eyesbrown. It was so hilarious to witness both stubborn persons fighting against each other. Like mother, like son. Arthit had to use another effective methode to make her take the train today for home. As if he read his father's mind, he came to an idea. He went to Kongpob, yanking him forwards to his parents.

„I have someone by my side...", he lied, „He'll look after me in your place, Mae", there was the new idea he just came of.

Kongpob reacted surprised, pointing to himself, „Me?", he was clueless about Arthit's wish to make his parents leave Bangkok for today. He wanted to ask if he could really spent the days with him as the shorter one digged his ellbow in his stomach to shut him up before he would say something inappropriate. Just like his mother did to her husband a few minutes ago. What was it again? Ah, like mother, like son!

Mrs. Rojnapat was surprised to see the young man willing to provide for Arthit but she didn't want to have doubt in the young Suthilluck whether he was capable of taking proper care of her son. However Mr. Rojnapat was in high alert. He didn't like the idea about that hungry looking beast spending more time with his sweet Arthit. For him, Kongpob resembled a lion that was searching for its prey. He couldn't trust his son in that stranger's hand. According to himself he wasn't ready to give his son to another man yet. He shot warning glances towards Kong, as if warning him that he would hunt him til the end of the world if he did something to his beloved Arthit. Mr. Rojnapat would never admit it but he was concerned about his son and didn't want him to get hurt so he wanted to keep him away from sly looking men like Kong. There was something about Kongpob he didn't like. He wasn't sure whether it was the way his son was gazing at him with so much passion or the look in Kongpob's eyes whenever he was staring at Arthit, as if he wanted to devour him on the spot. Maybe he didn't like him for both reason. Or maybe he just didn't like him be close to Arthit.

„Oooh... You already have someone to...", she looked at Kongpob, „look after you...", she nodded, mustering the young man from head to toes. She knew that Arthit wanted to make her leave but she wasn't sure if he was telling her the truth with Kong being there for him for now on. Somehow it seemed like he really depended on Kongpob, maybe he wanted him beside him but didn't realize it himself. Or maybe he didn't want to admit that he needed the young man called Kongpob Suthiluck by his side. It felt strange to see another man next to Arthit who wasn't her son Nai but she had to accept Arthit's decision. Nai died a long time ago and it was time for Arthit to let him go and find his own happiness. Even though her heart hurted for the bitter reality, she had to let go of Nai too. She was his mother and would never forget him but she had to let him rest in peace. She felt relieved to see someone as gently as Kong to look after her second son. He was handsome to the top too, maybe not handsome like Nai but he was close to it. Tears filled her eyes but she sniffed to hold them back.

Mrs. Rojnapat took Kong's hands in her hands, her hands felt rough from working too much. The taller man felt pity for the elderly couple to work hard to nourish the family. She thanked him for taking his time to help her son, caressing at his cheek, telling him that she would visit them soon. She apologized beforehand at Arthit's behaviour, telling him that he shouldn't be angry if her son treated him harshly and bossed him around. Kongpob was speechles that his mother was so simple, accepting another man spending time with her son. It was the first time that he met a warm family like them, so simple yet sweet and funny. Honestly, he needed to be part of them.

Mr. Rojnapat protested that he didn't want his son to disturb the taller man since the latter should be busy with work but Kongpob insisted of leaving their son in his hands, assuring them that he have much time and would invest his time in Arthit's recovery.

There seemed something to be wrong with this concept. The shorter man was confused about his mother's, father's and Kong's strange behaviour, asking himself if Kong was asking for his hands and his parents were accepting the marriage proposal. „What the hell is going on?", he scratched at his forehead, wanting to delete the disturbing imagination of Kongpob asking for his hands. Don't let your phantasy run wild. I think you need to rest for awhile. As the taller man grabbed at his father's hands to thank him for believing in him, he yanked the younger one's hand, holding at his hand. He forgot that his action was making the matter worse. His action almost gave his father a heart attack.

His father wanted to protest more than he already did but his mother grabbed at her husband's hand, pulling him away to leave with her. She bidded farewell with them while yanking him to move forwards. „My son has found someone who can take with his temper. He don't need me anymore", she was mumbling.

The Rojnapats left the room, closing the door behind to leave them some privacy. As soon as they went outside, she let her husband go, smiling at him. The tears rolled down, she didn't make any sound but she was crying. Crying at the thought of Arthit forgetting Nai because of Kongpob. As a mother, it was difficult to see her son-in-law falling for another man but as a mother, she was glad that the person was Kongpob Suthiluck.

„I think Arthit is going to forget our eldest son...", she uttered.

„I know but I don't want to let him go... I don't want Arthit to forget Nai..."

Mrs. Rojnapat leaned an arm around her man, giving him a soft kiss on the cheek. „I know it's difficult but we havee to support his decision... We shouldn't make it difficult for him..."

„Nai died but Arthit is living. He'll have to find happiness with another man but I don't like that Kongpob Suthiluck", he rubbed against his chin, thinking hard about the reason why he disliked the new boyfriend of his second son. „He has something I can't like about him... He has this sly look in his face..."

She laughed, forgetting her pain for a moment due to her man not liking their son's new man he brought home. „Just admit that you're worried about him hurting Arthit. You're such an overprotective father...", she giggled.

He leaned his arm around his wife, walking the way back to the entrance of the hospital. He promised to himself that he would torture Kong if he made his cute son cry. Even if he shed a single tear, he would hunt him down. Meanwhile Arthit gritted his teeth at Kongpob, pinching on his arm for the action he pulled with his parents just now. Kong screamed in pain, rubbing at the place where he pinched him. But the pain couldn't keep him from feeling happy and delighted. There was a bright smile plastered on his face, revealing his white teeth. Arthit was flabbergasted that he was smiling but he liked to see his bright smile. Even if he would never admit it, he found his bright smile soothing. His lips curved up into a little smile, his beautiful dimple revealed.

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Arthit woke up late in the middle of the night and staggered to the restroom that was not too far away from his bed. Instead of going straight to the restroom, he waited in the middle of the room, taking a look at Kongpob. The younger man was sleeping in the uncomfortable sofa he was using as his bed. He didn't look like the hungry lion he usually resembled but more like a cat with the way he cuddled in his so-called-bed. Arthit could guess that he would get a sore body from sleeping too much in the sofa. No wonder he had to strain his body every day and even asked the nurse to give him some ointment for the pain. It was painful to sleep like that but he never mentioned about his backache to him. You idiot... Why aren't you complaining about the sofa and your sore body?

The shorter man covered the blanket to his Nong's neck then he went in the restroom to pee. Kong felt disturbed by the light coming from the restroom. He moaned in his sleep, scratching his face, moving around til the tiredness fully disappeared and he finally woke up. He walked over to Arthit, standing behind him while the latter was peeing. Arthit, stil half asleep, went to the sink to wash his hands but jumped in shock when he turned back only to realize Kongpob standing behind him, gazing at him with so much affection. Both of them fell silent, they were staring at each other, no words were needed to describe this quiet but intense moment.

„What are you doing here?", Arthit asked him, raising one of his eyebrown. Suddenly he felt himself in grave danger, didn't knew why he had the urge to run away.

„I thought I should help you with...", Kongpob looked down, suggesting of the little Arthit down there.

Arthit mumbled „Pervert", he cursed him. „I got my foot hurt and not my hand..."

„Not that... I thought you needed me to release you from...", the taller man didn't continue but just licked on his lips, his eyes fixed at the place between his legs. Surely he didn't mean his smooth legs but the best and gifted part of a man's body. It was the spot where he could feel pleasure while stimulating it.

The older man yelled at him, charging at him to hit him but he lost his balance since he was moving around without his crutch. He fell and approached the ground but Kongpob reacted fast, holding onto him before the latter hit his head at the ground. However the heavy cast around Arthit's foot and his weight were too much weight for Kongpob to support. He lost his balance too and fell backward, hitting his back against the ground. He yelled a cry of pain, rubbing against his head. But something else took his whole attention. Something unexpected happened. Something that took his pain away. When both of them fell down, Arthit's lips touched Kongpob's cheek, almost sharing a passionate kiss with him.

Kongpob was annoyed about his bad luck that didn't allow Arthit's lips to touch his but he was content with the result of their fall. Arthit was laying above him, the shorter man's too close to his little Kongpob down there that loved to react to P'Arthit's touch and smile those days. He felt his Phee's member rubbing against his, it was provokating the little Kongpob, threatening to wake up from its deep sleep. It was surprising but arousing too.

Arthit blushed when he felt Kongpob's muscles, his brawny chest and stomach. He already guessed that his Nong was fit and athletic since he saw him half naked before but he didn't expect him to only consist of muscles. There wasn't any percent of fat on him, unlike himself who had soft skin and chubby cheeks. How unfair life was. Some had it perfect while some had to fight to gain little muscle. He never cared about his weight before but ever since he saw Kongpob half naked, he began questioning himself. He was complaining about his little fat without knowing that the man who loved and adored his chubby cheeks, his soft skin and his bright smile. The taller man loved him just like he was, didn't want him to change for anyone.

The situation Arthit was with Kongpob wasn't so bad until he felt the younger man's member, his knee rubbing against it. The situation went from acceptable to worse as he noticed a pair of warm hands on his buttocks. Kongpob wrapped his arms around Arthit to protect him from from the fall but his hands slipped down to Arthit's butt. Maybe it didn't happen accidently but on purpose? Kongpob was sneaky and bold enough to caress him down there but only he would knew whether his hands slided down there on purpose on not. It was indeed a tricky situation for Arthit.

Kongpob's fingers moved, feeling Arthit's buttocks more. It felt soft and well formed in his hands. Perfect! „Soft... Well porpotioned too... Just like I like it...", the younger man was bold enough to touch him and give a compliment about Arthit's body.

Arthit's cheek took a pinkish colour, he was blushing ear to ear. His forehead was glowing, he was fuming. He looked up to Kongpob, gritting his name through his teeth. He hit on his chest many times, screaming that he should take his hands from his body right away. „Get down of me, you pervert!", his voice raised. He wasn't angry like Kongpob expected him to be but he felt more embarrassed that a younger man touched his body, moreover his butt.

„Phee I can't get down from you...", Kongpob protested while having a sly grin on his face, showing his complete white teeth. He pointed at him, „You're the one laying above me... I'm just under your...", a pair of hands covered his mouth to prevent him from speaking further.

As if Arthit sensed that he was about to say something dirty again, he covered his mouth to shut him up. The shorter man's eyes widened that it almost popped out when he realized his hands on Kongpob's warm lips whereupon he took his hands away immediately. Due to him feeling embarrassed, he snapped out the longer he had to look at Kongpob's mishievous grin so he struggled in the latter's arms to free himself. It wasn't a easy task to do but he managed to free himself out of the latter's grip. Before he returned to his bed, he kicked the injured foot with a cast around on Kong's arm. Kong moaned in pain, cuddling like a ball on the ground.

Arthit went to laid back on the bed, covering his whole body with the blanket, hiding his face. There was a reason why he had to hide his face. He was blushing from ear to ear, he felt warm all the sudden too. It was damn hot under the blanket, his heart was thumping hard too. It was necessary to run away from him so he wouldn't listen to his heart beating too fast. It was too embarrassing for him that he felt something when the latter's crotch touched his. He touched on his chest, rubbing against it to calm down his heart.

Kongpob returned to his sofa too, laying down but he didn't sleep right away. This night he would have a sweet dream about his Arthit after the sweet moment they shared just now. He smiled, „Good night, P'Arthit..."

The older man heard him clearly but he ignored him, didn't want to come out of the blanket to reveal his red face. However he couldn't win against the urge to reply to his night wish. Both of them went quiet. It was silent but there wasn't any feeling of tension or akwardness in the air. It was a sweet and friendly night.

„Good night...", Arthit's soft voice faintly answered but Kongpob didn't fail to hear him wishing him a good night too.

Kongpob couldn't hold back the big grin on his handsome face. Arthit remained confused but eventually smiled. Even if it was just a faint smile, he ended up smiling for his Nong instead of cursing at him. The little smile was a victory for Kongpob, meaning he was finally getting closer to win over Arthit's heart. Someday he would conquer him, confess to him and declare him as his boyfriend.

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And what do you think about this chapter? I know they should have some lovey dovey soon but I don't want them to jump to each other too fast since it didn't match Arthit's past. He lost Nai, his husband not long ago so he needs time before he can go over to Kongpob and loves him... They should take it slowly and develope their feelings for each other... It would look too forced if they are dating in the beginning :D But the lovey dovey moment will come very soon... There will be a rollercoaster of emotions in the next chapter, prepare for some tissues :D

PS: Listen to Tempted by Yang Da Il (The Great Seducer) and read the lyrics then you'll get a hint about what will happen next ;)