Give me your Lips

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A/N

I haven't written a new chapter in a long time and I am truly sorry.

I hope you are not too disappointed.

Have fun with the new update. 

Arthit POV

 BANG!

"Ouch!"

BANG!

"Ouch!"

BANG!

"Ouch!"

"What are you doing!" says Beam, startled, as he puts his hand between my forehead and the table I've been banging my forehead on all this time. Cheeky forehead-kissing table, I didn't catch how Beam got into the cafeteria.

I rub my forehead while lifting my face and looking at him. "Self punishment!"

Beam takes a seat across from me and looks at me questioningly. "Why? Did you do something wrong?"

I shake my head.

"No, it's nothing..." I mutter as a blush comes to my face.

"You must have done something stupid then? Are you too embarrassed to talk to me?" Beam asks me, pulling out his books.

"It...it's personal." I answer meekly.

"You know you can talk to me about anything." Says Beam, already opening his books.

"Just start at the beginning, Arthit." Beam now sounds like a mother.

"I'm waiting for Knott and the others, the Hazer training is to start next week and we are to assist. Simply put we are to play slaves for the Seniors." I tell Beam grumpily.

"And that's why you're in such a bad mood?" Beam asks me.

"Um..." I notice myself getting nervous. No, my problem isn't Hazer activities, my problem is a handsome man with dark skin and the darkest, deepest eyes I've ever seen, but I can't tell Beam that, can I?

As I look back over at Beam, I notice him staring intently at me and it looks like he's studying me and not medicine.

It suddenly gets very uncomfortable in my seat and I try to avoid his gaze as best I can.

"Wha...What is it?" I ask him nervously after I can't take his stare anymore.

"You look like a 15 year old girl who watched boys showering and now got caught." Says Beam with a sly smile.

"WHAT, no, no that's not true!" my eyes must have reached the size of tennis balls, that's how hard I cracked them open.

"Relax Arthit, I'm not going to turn you in to the principal. So are you finally going to tell me what's wrong with you?" Beam's tone became more serious again.

And I let out a long sigh.

Then I took a deep breath and gathered all the courage I had. "It's about Kong and our relationship."

Beam just nodded and gestured me to keep talking, since my sentence didn't involve a problem that needed to be solved.

"We've been together for 3 months now and we've been dating a lot too, we've kissed a lot and a little more but we haven't gone all the way yet." I said and my voice got softer with each word and my face burned after I finished the sentence.

"You mean you haven't had sex yet?" asked Beam again.

I nodded and kept my gaze down, I couldn't look at Beam. This topic is so embarrassing.