First Fight

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"Let. Me. Go."

Forth shook his head. Beam sighed. He looked around the classroom where Forth had taken him by force from the parking lot.

Forth took the car keys and carried Beam like a sack of rice on his shoulder when Beam refused to follow Forth. Beam finally chose silence until Forth put him down after entering a room and locking the door.

Beam pulled out a chair and sat on it, folding his arms across his chest. Forth took another chair and sat next to Beam. He grabbed Beam's folded hand. "Beam, I'm sorry. Don't be angry, Beam."

Beam looked at Forth's hand that was holding his hand. He smiled. "No. I'm sorry, Forth."

"Eh?"

"I'm not angry. I'm just upset. I haven't had lunch and went to the technical cafeteria because I was dying to eat tomyan, but I see you're busy and your senior is blocking me. Then, I lost my lunch time."

Forth didn't return Beam's smile. He didn't see the smile reach Beam's eyes. He didn't like Beam's smile this time.

"Beam, its about Quint, right?"

"Quints? Who?" Beam tilted his head as if in thought. "Someone I just heard the name of."

Forth squeezed Beam's hand gently. "Baby, she's just an old friend. I've known her since she was in 5th grade. We're... like sibling."

"Forth, listen," Beam released his hand from Forth's grasp. "Even though you guys just had sex this morning, it's none of my business. The thing is, you asked me to play my part right, but you ruined it. Forth, don't let you ruin everything and then blame me later if your plan fails. I wasn't the one making out, intimate with the woman you've known since grade 5 elementary school, who clings like a leech and looks like she's ready to strip herself every time you touch her here and there."

"W-what?"

Beam stood up. "Open the door. I have to go home. I have work to do. You and your Quint are wasting my time."

Beam walked, but Forth grabbed his wrist. "Beam. I said everything as it is. Why are you still angry? There was nothing between Quint and I. We were close in middle school, but he moved to Singapore in 1st grade and we haven't kept in touch since then. This morning, she suddenly appeared. She said he had returned to her old home and was in the process of transferring to the faculty of fine arts at our university. She asked me to help her walk around."

"Forth, there's no need to tell me what you guys did. I'm nothing. I'm just someone you asked to be in your play. I just wanted to remind you, if all your plans fail, don't blame me. I'll still demand my honor. according to our agreement."

"Beaam, please ...."

"Please what? Am I wrong? You're the one making out with other people in public, when you're the one who said your family was spreading spies all over the place."

"I know, Beam. It's my fault. I'm going to stay away from Quint. I'm sorry, okay?"

Beam sighed. He waved Forth's hand and stood with his back to him. His voice was heavy as he spoke. "And you said that I was flirting with your senior. I thought you were asking for my help in acting because I was the right person, even after you found out I was a casanova. I'm not gay. I wouldn't hang around flirting with anyone, more over your senior. The girls threw themself to me.  I'm Beam Baramee. I don't need to flirt anyone. Its not my style."

Forth was stunned. Beam's voice trembled. Forth approached Beam and hugged his waist from behind. Forth rested his chin on Beam's shoulder. "Beam, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be rude. I just... don't like seeing you talk so intimately seniors."

"We're talking about you. I don't flirt with them. Even with a man, if I swing both ways, I have very high standards. I don't swing both ways, and they don't fall into my category of standards at all."

Forth kissed Beam's nape. Sip the sweet vanilla fragrance there. "I'm sorry, Baby. I'm sorry."

Beam didn't answer. He simply turned and broke free from Forth's embrace and walked straight for the door. "Open it, Forth. I'm tired and want to go home."

Forth followed and stood in front of Beam. He grabbed Beam's shoulders and pushed him against the door.

"I lost the key," Forth said with a mischievous smile. "We'll be cooped up here until someone passes by and helps find a spare key."

"Forth, no kidding. You locked this door earlier. Open it!"

"The key is outside," at the same time Forth took the door key from his jacket pocket and threw it out the window.

"What the f .... Forth? Are you crazy?" shouted Beam indignantly. He hit Forth's chest. "Why did you even throw away the key? Oh my God!"

Forth grimaced and rubbed his chest which Beam hit. "This class is at the back of the campus and is out of use. Looks like it'll be a while until people find us."

Beam fumbled for the phone in his trouser pocket and groaned in despair. His phone is in his bag and his bag is in the car. He reached out and groped Forth's body.

"Hey Babe, what are you doing? Are you teasing me?"

"Where's your phone," Beam hissed. He took Forth's phone from the back pocket of Forth's jeans but groaned again when he saw it was off.

"Forth, you really are crazy. How do we get out now? I'm so hungry."

"Hm. That's easy. You can eat me, or I eat you. I'm hungry too."

At the same time, Forth brought his face closer to Beam and kissed his lips. Beam was stunned for a moment, then opened his mouth to allow Forth to explore his mouth. He groaned as Forth's hand loosened his tie.

Outside the closed classroom, one of Forth's seniors smiled and left, typing a message on his phone. [They fight. And make up]

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