Boun took Prem by the hand as they went in in hopes of putting him at ease. Once they stepped in and realized the household he lived in, he quickly dropped Prem's hands. Prem was confused but just brushed it off. All he was focused on is if he's have a comfortable place to sleep tonight.
Boun's parents were sitting at the couch near the doorway looking puzzled at the teen boy that had just stepped into their home.
Prem really wanted to make a good impression on his parents so that he could hopefully stay. He greeted them very politely with a big smile plastered on his face.
"Sawadee Krup. I'm Prem, Boun's friend."
"Yeah, I wanted to ask if he could stay with us for a while."
"Oh, well do you mind telling us why he needs to stay?"
After Boun's dad, Bright, asked that question, Boun and Prem awkwardly looked at each other. Boun looked back at his parents ready to make a fake excuse for him because he didn't want Prem to feel uncomfortable and pressured to tell his story. Despite this, before he could go on, Prem cut him off saying its ok and he'll explain himself.
He tried to explain in the shortest and simplest way possible to not bore them. After telling the story, his parents completely approved of his stay. Apparently, Boun's Mom, Samantha, sister was hit by a drunk driver and didn't make it when Samantha was just 2 months pregnant with Boun. This led to deep grace that he made it which is why she agreed.
After the conversation and storytelling, Prem and Boun went into his room to get settled. Boun hung his stuff in the closet as Prem got in the shower inside his room. After about 20 minutes, he came it with nothing but a towel shocking Boun.
He nearly jumped back at the sight of water dripping down his body. He didn't know why he felt so weird about this. He has seen his friends NAKED before, but for some reason, he was so struck by him.
"Do you have anymore lotion? I didn't see any in the bathroom so I came out to ask you." Boun blinked himself out of his Prem Angel fantasy to answer. "Yeah here ya go." Boun handed him the lotion and he retreated back into the bathroom. As soon as Prem closed the door, Boun collapse on the bed deep breathing, tired from just standing in front of Prem.
Once Prem once again came back out of the bathroom, Boun had already fallen asleep. "Boun, Boun. Wake up! You have to take a shower. You were at my dirty apartment," he said in whiny voice. He still didn't wake up. not thinking much of it. He got another blanket on the shelf and took a pillow from the bed and went to sleep on the floor.
Prem woke up and once again, Boun is still sleeping. He thought that maybe he was just really tired from staying up at the hospital so he left it alone.
He came back brushing his teeth and eating breakfast the Boun's mother had made, and yes Boun was still sleeping. This time, Prem was getting worried since he slept early yesterday and it's now noon and he's still sleeping.
Prem felt his forehead and touched Boun's and he was extremely hot. Prem wished he knew how to take care of a sick person but sadly didn't. So he went to the living room to tell Boun's parents, Samantha and Bright, "I think Boun is sick."
Samantha quickly got up to find the thermometer and checked his temperature, and yes indeed he was very sick. "He always got mildly sick from over working himself with music, but he has never had a fever so severe," she explained.
Prem worried if he caused this from staying up at the hospital and started to blame himself.
You should have been more careful. Mom died 2 years ago and father never even cared about you. If you just watched where you were going, Boun wouldn't have to go to the hospital, and he wouldn't be sick now.
Samantha told him that her and Bright had to go to a meeting abroad for 1 week and that she had to take care of Boun while they were gone. She gave Prem her phone number and texted him everything he needed to do to heal his fever.
Once Bright and Sammy had left, Prem got a bowl of lukewarm water and a towel. He soaked the towel in the water and ringed it out only for the towel to be damp. He took off the thick blanket replacing it with a sheet to wipe up and down his arms and dab his head to bring down his fever.
Prem took his tempter again and he wasn't doing much better. He tried to wake him up to give him medicine, but Boun refused. As a last resort, Prem simply turned on the fan and faced it towards Boun.
He sat next to his bed for a while, but the stress of him being sick got to him. So, he was about to head outside for fresh air until he passed what he thought was Boun sleeping, but he wasn't sleeping. When Prem passed by, Boun pulled him into the bed hugging him tight.
"Boun let me go you're sick!"
"I don't want to."
"Boun stop-"
"Please don't leave."
Boun started to cry.
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Not Supposed To
FanfictionBoun and Prem meet like some normal friends would, Prem was at a club Boun was there too and they clicked. They fall in love, but how can they proceed if they're not supposed to.