Resourceful Senior

Кrist who got caught)))

19:00

It was getting dark outside when popular actor, singer and model Krist Perawat stepped out of the GMM Grammy building and got into his car, about to drive home. P'Bank, who was already waiting in the driver's seat, turned to the guy and asked with a smile:

- Are you full?

- Of course not, P'," - Krist said with a laugh. - It's KFC, you can't get enough of it. Anyway, I can't do it. Buddha, how I love this chicken, yum, yum," - Perawat smiled, rolling his eyes dreamily, evidently recalling the most pleasant moments of live. Seeing this, the man left Kit dreaming and, starting the engine, drove out of the parking lot, heading in the direction of Junior's house. They'd been lucky enough to slip between two fairly decent traffic jams Bank to get his passenger to his home condo in a record hour and a half, whereas normally they'd get here in two, or even two and a half. After a quick wai, Perawat left the car, shouting:

- Thank you, P'. Will you pick me up tomorrow?

- Sure, who else is going to take you to the set if not me?

- A motorcycle cab? - Kit suggested jokingly, but then muttered: - I'm sorry, P'. I'm sorry. Of course you and only you can get me to work. Have a good evening," - the younger man summed up and waved to the driver and disappeared into the lobby of the building.

20:45

- Hello, my darlings," - Perawat murmured as he crossed the threshold of the apartment. Quickly putting the food bags on the shoe rack and taking off his shoes, he knelt down to greet the children. - How are you doing without me?

- We're managing," - came a low voice from above, and when he looked up, Krist saw the man who had magically removed all the fatigue of the day - his best partner Prachaya Ruangroj. Taking his time to rise, Perawat smiled, whispering softly:

- P'Sing... Hi.

- Hey Kit, I'm not going to ask you if you're hungry: it was KFC live today, so I already know your answer," - the older man murmured. - Just like I know that your favorite chicken is pretty drying, so now you're thirsty, right?

- You're right as ever, P'," - laughed Krist as he got up from his knees. - I'm going to wash my hands and pour myself some juice or better plain water," - said the younger one, stomping into the bathroom.

Opening the faucet, Perawat washed his hands and took a handful of water and splashed it on his face once and then again. When his skin was cool and breathy, Krist, smiling contentedly, closed his eyes and then felt the warm breath on his neck and the familiar arms around his waist. Opening his eyes and turning the valve, Junior, catching the reflection of his beloved P' in the mirror, asked with a smile:

- So did you miss me, Tuan?

- What do you think? - came the reply.

Krist was silent, not taking his eyes off the older man's gaze, which was growing darker by the second. And then he whispered, licking his parched lips:

- I think..." - he felt Prachaya's fingers gently trace his skin through the fabric of his T-shirt.

- What?" - the older man murmured, squeezing even harder into his lover. Krist closed his eyes helplessly, trying to find some semblance of calm, and quickly muttered:

- "I think, P'Sing, that I am very, very thirsty. You're right, of course, when you say I'm dry after KFC. So let's go in the kitchen and find me something to drink, okay?