People say that friends make our life beautiful. It's the relation we choose ourselves. They help us when we struggle and keep us strong. I am really lucky to have such wonderful gang beside me. But now..I am thinking otherwise.
Currently I am getting ready for the wedding reception thinking about what has transpired last week. First, I was continuously pestered by the infamous 0062 asking for Arthit who seems to miraculously disappear whenever the said junior is nearby. Finally he came to our mechanical laboratory to meet Arthit. I know eavesdropping is wrong, but I can't help it.
"We need to talk."
I can hear Kongpob. Talk about what?
"If you don't let go, I don't want them.".
I perceive that Arthit is really annoyed of something. What are you hiding Arthit? And why does Kongpob have your books? I hurried to the nearby table and sit on it like nothing happened."Did you have a fight with him? He's been waiting for you since noon. Why are you avoiding him?It's obvious that he has something to clear?"
I have to clear this.
I bombarded him with questions for which he gave a "No" and left me there. Later that day Kongpob gave me the books to hand it over to Arthit. Why are these books so wrinkled, like it's been soaked in water. Wait a minute..does that mean...My eyes widened with realization. He had to spend the night with Kongpob. No wonder he is so annoyed these days. The junior must have done something to rile him up. I hate that I wasn't there to help him. But why is Kongpob loitering around as if he lost his dog?
Then there are my friends who literally trampled my chance with Arthit. They all are hitching with us to the wedding. Even Tutah..I can only mentally pull my hair. But I should be thankful to him since he made Arthit sit with me on the companion seat. There is some bizarre feelings blooming inside me looking at Oon who is looking dashing in his black suit and gelled hair. I am stealing glances at him who has a forlorn expression on his face. Someone clears throat and I don't need to look over since I know who it is. Yes, I have to concentrate on driving. We have plenty of time.
Once we reach our destination we forget everything and got immersed in the celebration. Bride and groom are looking delightful. The whole venue is arranged exquisitely with red and white theme, which gives a romantic but festive vibe. I wonder if I could have a wedding like this only if Arthit is holding my hands. I look at him who has a gentle smile on his face. We were taking pictures but the next moment he stiffens beside me. I follow his gaze. There stands the pain of our life, 0062.
There is something different in the air. It's like the tables have turned. Now, When Arthit is making attempts to have his attention, the nong is trying to avoid him. What is happening here? Even when the video presentation is being played, I can see Arthit stealing glances at him.
Prem is busy taking pictures while Bright seems contemplating which food should he pack home, and Tutah is busy testing all the drinks available. Arthit...where is he? Kongpob has just left with Ple.
Arthit runs to us out of blue.
" Where is he?", he asks trying to catch his breath. I don't know why, but I have a hunch that he is asking for Kongpob.
"Nong Kongpob?", I ask for which he furiously nods.
"He just left.", I gestured towards the gate. He sprinted not even waiting for a second.It's been hours since Arthit went chasing the junior, and we are getting ready to leave. I send a lot of messages and made numerous calls, all in vain. After what felt like eternity, he sends a message to our group chat.
You guys can leave. Don't wait for me.
Seriously Arthit? On group chat? I deserve an explanation.Call me once you reach your dorm.
I immediately replied. I waited for his call the whole night but didn't get one. Not even a single text. I was so worried that I let slip my sleep and eventually missed my morning class.
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FanfictionA collection of short stories about Arthit and Kongpob. I hope you enjoy it. All the characters and pictures belong to the rightful owners.