Kong released a grunt when his back shoots a stinging pain, he slowly opened his eyes and blinked many times before registering the surroundings. Although it was only one time he visited Arthit's room he was crystal clear of the settings and things, moreover, they had many video calls before the disaster started so he knows whose room he is in.Kong's eyes stopped at the snowy skin, he moved close to the figure before trailing his fingers on the board shoulders, drawing an incoherent drawing on the back. Goosebumps slowly spreads on the body.
"Won't you talk to me? Are you still mad?" Kong asked his lover who was on his stomach. From the question, Arthit knows his boyfriend caught him from faking his sleep.
He moved his body slightly to turn back and answer his man. However, kong stopped him from doing so. "Why? Don't you say you want to talk?" Arthit asked in confusion.
"Don't open your eyes" Kong shivering words made Arthit realize the situation. "you remembered?" Arthit asked with an amusing smile. "Not lot, but enough to make me realize how doomed and shameful I was" Kong replied in his soft voice.
Arthit chuckled joyfully. "Kong, you were h-.."
"No!! Arthit.. please don't I don't want to know how I was last night.. please.." Kong said with deep ignominy, the sample image his mind is fleeting to him is already so much for his sanity to take...
"But I want to, since it's so overwhelming! Both the pleasure and your heart!" Arthit said in his low playful voice. Kongpop moved his half-naked body close to Arthit back while his hand found his man one's from behind before intertwined it.
The connection sends a warm shiver on both of their body. "I... I should not have... talked and behaved like that, it was such an disgrace, I want to change it!"
"No! You were perfect and sizzling that I ever imagined!" Arthit said genuinely while Kong's flushed body snuggled more on the pale back. "I am glad.... that... you liked it" Kong uttered barely audible with a shy blush.
"I will like everything from you Kongpop even your gibberish talk!" Arthit honest remark bought a content smile on Kongpop. "I never talk nonsense!" Kong twisted Arthit's hair with his finger and pulled it with a protest.
A hearty chuckle resounded the room followed by a long silence. "I am sorry" Arthit whispered, Kong released a glad sigh before placing his head on Arthit's board shoulders while his palm caressed the pale skin.
"Finally, you said! it's a second time Arthit, I was so hurt and on the verge of losing my mind! Why is it so hard for you to sit and talk with me?" Kong's sad voice made Arthit feel more guilty.
"I was over the moon when I learned that I am going to be a father Kong, I and Jane were so young then, but we never hesitated a moment to keep the baby alive and proceed further... the minute my eyes caught the sight of Jane's dead body my whole world shattered!
I wanted to join them, and I did try to end my life but P'Forth saved me and got a promise from me, I lived my days with the lifeless breath, many nights I dreamed of Jane and the baby, I always wish for the time to turn back, but it never happened.
I almost accepted the fact of them were no more in this world after being with you, however, my wish indeed comes true, Anu is my daughter who I wanted to be alive and she is, now how can I leave her, I was blind with rage and love that I didn't see others pain" Arthit closed his teary eyes while Kong pecked his man shoulders with a stroke on his hair.
"I hurt you by taking her side, didn't I? I should not have.." Kong asked painfully. Arthit shook his head without changing his position.
"You are not and I am glad about that factor, I don't want you to stand by my side with closed eyes Kongpop, reprimand me whenever I needed to be! Never back down! You have every right to do so." Arthit smiled feeling emotional and happy.
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Rescue love(completed)
DiversosA mission which help the Rojnapat brothers to meet their soul mates. Kong-Arthit: Forth- Beam May-Knott ***** Another fanfic, all characters belong to bittersweet. It's purely my imagination.