In Every Lifetime

Chapter Six

The whole Sutthiluck household was buzzing with excitement (and hints of fear) as everyone busied themselves with the preparation of the young master's 18th birthday. It was the biggest party they had to prepare for yet. Everyone was both happy and scared for the youngest Sutthiluck and had nothing but best wishes for his days to come.

Arthit too, was obviously helping with the preparation as he tried to prepare Kongpob's birthday cake on the sly without the boy interfering. As the days crept closer to his birthday, the younger boy could not seem to leave him alone. He was adamant on being joined at the hip to Arthit, making it difficult if not impossible for Arthit to put into action his plan of hand making him a tiramisu (decaffeinated) cake.

Thankfully, the boy had to go for his final fitting of his suit for tomorrow's party and that gave the older guy a window of about two hours to get his cake together. The cake right now was the least of his worries, The little brown bag that sat in his room was what was giving him true anxiety. He had no idea how he was going to give Kongpob's present to him and he definitely wanted to give it to him tonight, as the clock struck midnight.

For one thing, knowing Kongpob, he was going to insist on sleeping with Arthit tonight. So when else better to give it to him? Also, Arthit did not want to be competing with all of the other people who would be giving him their gifts too. He had planned to hopefully confess to the boy about his feelings and he needed Kongpob alone for that. He was ready to face himself but it didn't mean he was ready to admit it in front of everyone else as well.

As he sprinkled the finishing touches on the cake, the tell tale sound of the family car returning to the front of the mansion told him that he needed to pick up the pace and put the cake in the fridge. Kongpob would be walking in any second now.

True enough, just as he closed the refrigerator door, a pair of arms wound around his waist from behind. Arthit tensed ever so slightly before fully relaxing into the back hug. Patting the Kongpob's hands, he asked, "how did the fitting go?"

"As usual. I still don't see why I needed a new suit. I have plenty of them that I don't wear. You're the one who needs a new one." Kongpob grumbled into the side of Arthit's neck.

"Now why would I need a new suit?" Arthit laughed softly as he spun himself around in the arms of Kongpob. He reached out to smooth out Kongpob's hair that was now ruffled after his little burying of head. "It's not my big day, it's yours!"

"But it would have been nice to match one of mine." Kongpob continued his fussing and pulled Arthit in for a proper hug. "Besides, you would have looked really handsome."

"Well, I couldn't outshine you now could I? You're the star of the night tomorrow. I'll just look handsome on every other day instead. You can have tomorrow." Arthit sniggered, throwing his arms around Kongpob's shoulders and rubbing his back. He hasn't seen this whiny Kongpob in a while and he kind of missed him.

The young man proceeded to mutter something incoherent into the nape of Arthit's while swaying their bodies gently side to side. The older guy smiled as he too buried his nose into the other's neck as well. He really loved hugging Kongpob. Now that he admitted things to himself, he could fully enjoy every bit of affection that Kongpob gave and he truly loved it.

"Can we go back to my room now? I just want to hole up with you till tomorrow. I need all the rest I can get. Knowing my mum, half the neighbourhood is going to be around tomorrow."

Arthit chuckled, knowing that gentleman Kongpob would be making his appearance tomorrow night. Kongpob only showed his whiny side to the closest of his family including Arthit. Everyone else around knew him as the composed, popular and ever well-mannered young master of the Sutthiluck household.