Hi there, let's see what is between The King, Mr Krist and Mr Tawan.
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Flashback
That day was a regular day for the young King but he insisted his assistant to held held a private party in one of the suite rooms in the apartment building he lived in during his studies in the US. The building was heavily guarded by security and the young King lived there with his assistant who is also his best friend Krist, and the royal guards.
the sound of music filled the room, the lights are dimmed, bottles of drinks and food e on the table were almost empty and entirely messy. The young king invited certain friends who were quite close to him and some of them were heavily drung including the king, who was now sitting leaning on the soffa with the woman on his lap, making out.
The king was a free spirit young man, he really enjoyed his youth, did whatever he wanted, women and parties were very common and sometimes made his father the late King angry and comand Krist to clean up the mess he made, including those related to media. The young King once said, he did not want to regret it, he wanted to enjoy his youth while he could before he had to dedicate all his life to his country.
"Better you bring him to his room or he would end up having sex before our eyes," said one of the young man who still sobber, Tay. Krist who sit next to him and watched the entirely make-out session, now emptying his whisky in his hand and put back the glass on the table quite hard which made Tay flinch, then Krist stood up and approached the young King.
"in three, get off" Krist gave the command to the girl on the young king's lap.
"One" he started counting, the girl didn't budge, she moaned louder.
"Two" he hissed, the girl still ignored him while keeping her lip locked on the king's, Krist seemed would explode in a second, his face was fuming now.
"Three" he said impatiently, quite loud and tough, made the girl flinched. the girl parted her lip then get off from the young king's lap, she tidied up her dress before leaving the room with annoyed face. Her plan failed to make the young King sleep with her.
"Your highness, I will take you to your room" said Krist to the half-conscious prince. He reached the prince's hand and made the prince stand but the prince refused.
"No, no..don't..." the drunk prince said unconsciously, shaking his head with eyes close. His cheek was red as tomato and it was cute in Krist's eyes.
"You can't sleep here your highness" Krist tried again but the prince keep refuse. Then he turned to Tay who still enjoying filled his stomach with alcohol "Can you give me a hand?". Tay put his glass on the table then stood up and helped Krist. Krist on the right while Tay on the left walking the dead drunk prince to lift and his room.
Buuggh,
The young prince fell on the bed. "ugh....." he whined trying to take off his shoes but failed.
Krist immediately helped him to take off the shoes and fixed his sleeping position then tug the young king under soft blanket after cleaning the prince with a clean towel patiently. Tay who sit on the sofa observed the entire scene in front of him. The scene was too sweet in his eyes. He never saw a man treats another man like that even Krist was the prince's aide but he saw a familiar emotion in it, its love and it made him curious.
"You can clean your self first before going home, there are extra towels in the bathroom" Krist said to Tay while walking to put the dirty towel on the basket.
"What is that?" Tay asked.
"What?" Krist asked back, didn't understand.
"You with the prince...or may be.....I was wrong"
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