BETWEEN ME AND YOU

The One (part 2)

"P'Arthit?" Kong asks after realizing that he lashed out on the wrong person.

Seeing that his junior still remembers him, the senior smiles at Kongpob sweetly. Showing the deep dimples on his cheeks. Maybe this day wasn't so bad after all.

Kongpob could swear he felt something weird inside of him. That sweet smile used to haunt him when he was in college and now, he sees it again. For one, he actually thought he felt butterflies in his stomach. Until he felt it in his throat. His eyes enlarging at the realization.

Arthit's face morphed from the sweet smile to a concerned and confused face.

"Are you okay?" Arthit asks Kongpob. And to think that the situation couldn't get any worse, when Kongpob decided to open his mouth just to reply 'Yes, I'm okay' he had already thrown up much of the alcohol he had consumed. So much for good not so first impressions.

Panicking, Arthit tries to help Kong by rubbing his hand on the junior's back in a soothing manner. He asks Kongpob if he can hold it in for a while and the junior nods, covering his mouth with the palm of his hand. Arthit takes this as a go signal and ushers Kongpob to the sink. And there, Kong lets go of the rest of the alcohol left in his system. He definitely won't be drinking for a while.

Resting his aching head on his hands. Kongpob turns on the faucet to rinse his mouth and face. Still feeling the soothing hand on his back.

"Are you okay now?" Arthit asks with genuine concern. Kongpob straightens himself up, biting his lip and eyes closed, feeling his head ache first before nodding softly.

Arthit then sighs in relief and smiles.

"That's good then."

Kongpob nods. Arthit helps him out of the rest room. Outside the doors, someone blocks their way, not pleased seeing with the two guys together.

"Will you please excus-"

"So that's why you no longer want me to explain." Stud smugly cuts off Arthit, his face showing off the amount of alcohol he had consumed. "You already found a new dick to play with."

"Stud. You're drunk." Kongpob says, matter of fact. He looks at his side and sees Arthit's calm face which somehow makes him calm too.

"Drunk? Oh I am not. In fact. I'm sober enough to tell that by the looks of it, you're just another slut who ditches people when you're done playing with them."

Hurt by Stud's words. Kongpob clicks his tongue and clenched his fists. He was about to raise his hands to grab Stud by the collar but Arthit holds it. Tightly. He looks at the man who's smiling at him as if telling him that violence wasn't the best option. So Kongpob sighs and looks up.

"Oh I'm sorry. But from the last time I checked, you were the one who was thinking with his dick and fucked my now ex best friend on top of the fax machine. And you know what? What I do now is none of your business because we're already through. Now if you'll excuse us."

Kongpob intertwines Arthit's fingers on his and drags him out of the room. Unknown to him how happy and proud the man he was dragging outside was of him.

Feeling a little better, Kongpob sighs and rests his head on his hands. He and Arthit were now in a convenience store not far from the pub they came from. Kongpob had just finished explaining  to his worried friends who shot him with multiple phone calls and text messages when their very much drunk friend did not come back after using the rest room.

"Hey." A soft voice calls. Kongpob looks up and sees Arthit place a cup of coffee in front of him along with some painkillers and an energy bar. He smiles and mutters a thank you before holding the coffee to blow on it. Arthit takes the seat in front of him.