The Entrust

Tick Tock to Forever

A/N:

Hi, how have you been?

I really love ForthBeam and I hope I can also share more to you all.

Life is good. Great actually.

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The clock is ticking before Master Baramee would implement the plan. He had to make arrangements, including bringing in more security to deal with the possible attack. In the time being, Beam had been transferred to his penthouse building with extra guards being posted on his floor and in the lobby. By day two he was already going livid.

A knock echoed on the door and Beam glared at it so hatefully Forth was sure it would burst into flame any second. The bodyguard reacted into it since it was clear his entrust wasn't going to.

Arthit walked in with someone neither of them knew. He offered a grin despite the less-than-favorable situations of his being there.

"Hey, it's about to be shift-change and I wanted to introduce you to the trainee. This is my unofficial protégé, I've been training him for the last month and he's keen to prove himself." Arthit stated. "Meet Tew."

"Everyone calls me Ittikorn, but I don't really have a preference." The younger man said, shaking the hand Forth proffered.

"I'm Jamornhum, but everyone calls me Forth." He offered in return. "Nicknames are popular in the security branch, you get used to it."

Beam gave an inquisitive look at that, but didn't say anything, just offering them a wave.

"Anyway, we'll be on duty for the next ten hours or so, just yell if you need anything." Arthit said before turning to the Baramee Khun Chai. "Nice seeing you again, sir. Wish it were under better situations."

Beam just rumbled his agreement and nodded in greeting, still wearing a cranky look. Arthit knew the man well enough to know when he was in a foul mood, so they took their leave.

When the door shut behind them, Beam crossed his arms. "You never told me your name was Jamornhum. Father even introduced you as 'Forth'."

"Like I said, nicknames are popular in Security Force. Kongpob isn't even Kongpob's real name." Forth illuminated.

Beam puckered his lips. "I seem to remember a Jamornhum who played with me when I was small. He is smaller than me and I usually bully him. I was probably mean about them."

"You're probably mean to him?" Forth asked nonchalantly.

"Hey, I was a child, okay. And now, you get to bully me instead."

"I grew into them. And I am not angry about it" Forth replied with a pleasant laugh.

"When my father introduced you, you said 'nice to meet you, as though we had never met before." Beam complained.

"I didn't want you to have any prejudiced concepts about me." Forth clarified. "Besides, it was so long ago."

"It was." Beam agreed, though he still seemed exasperated. "Sorry I was a jerk to you. I must have been. I was a real brat back then."

"Back then? You're still a brat though. My brat." Forth teased, ruffling his hair as he joined him on the couch. Beam pouted, hitting him, which only made the older man laugh. "It's fine. There's no need to linger on it."

"For the record." Beam said, his voice thoughtful and less annoyed, now. He rolled to bestride Forth's lap, raking both his hands into the bodyguard's hair, on either side of his head. "I love your ears."