One-shot [English]

[My Engineer] - Episode 13

While the bus was filled with shouts of joy and laughter on the way out, on the way back it had become quite silent. At the time to settle down, Duen had superbly ignored the glance of his from now on ex-boyfriend, to go to settle at the bottom. Whereas Bohn had pretended to rise to join him, he had been quickly blocked by Ram. A single black look was enough for him to sit down again nicely. The tattooed man went next to his best friend, and sat down next to him.

He looked up as King climbed in. He looked at him stealthily, and took a seat next to his own best friend. Mek and Boss sat together. But they weren't in the mood to laugh either. Boss still didn't know what to do about Fon. Of course he wanted to talk to him, and put a stop to it. But he wasn't sure how things would go. He wanted to deal with this alone, so he hadn't told his husband. But he didn't know that his husband had noticed that something was troubling him, and he couldn't help but look at him with concern.

The student counted the students. After going over it twice, he was now sure: someone was missing.

- I'm here! Sorry

Thara boarded the bus, out of breath, as if he had just run a marathon. Frong stared at him, his eyebrows furrowed. He pushed his bag so the doctor could sit next to him. He waited for the bus, and the conversations, to start, before asking him

- Where have you been? I've been looking for you all over the camp.

- Oh, sorry. I had to find something.

Thara rummaged in a pocket for a moment, before pulling out a shiny object. Immediately, Frong took it in his hands, tears in his eyes.

- Did you really find it? Is this what you've been looking for all this time?

- I understood that it was very important to you.

Frong could do nothing but nod his head. He thought he would never see the necklace his father had given him again. It had been on his mind for a while, and he had spent the day with his head down, hoping to find it on the ground, but in vain.

- Thank you

For all answer, he received a big smile. He felt his heart lighten, and he smiled back.

In front of them, Mek listened to music, while his boyfriend began to close his eyes. When he finally fell asleep, Mek looked at him. He couldn't help but worry, he didn't know what was troubling his boyfriend. Especially, he knew that their couple was recent. They had not yet told anyone about them. They didn't know exactly what they were afraid of, but it was kind of nice to keep it all to themselves. Besides, the nickname of wife and husband had stuck with them for so long, they could have couple intentions without it shocking anyone. That's why he grabbed the head that was waddling in all directions, to put it on his shoulder. He gently caressed the hair.

Duen looked out the window. He tried as hard as he could to forget everything. It was all in vain. He had never suffered so much in his life. The image of Bohn with that man broke his heart every time. He had waited desperately for an explanation from him. But he had spent the day pouting, before going so far as to refuse to sleep with him. Was it because he had someone else in his heart? After all, the roses were just a challenge he'd given her. Maybe he had felt compelled to pair up with him because of his fan club? Duen had received a lot of threats after the photos of him giving her roses had found their way onto the internet. Bohn must have wanted to protect his reputation. Duen sighed with sadness. His eyes burned, fortunately, he had cried too much the night before for a single tear to escape now.

Ram looked at him, really worried about him. Duen had not yet explained to him what had happened. He just knew that he had picked him up in tears, and that from the guilty looks on the other's faces, it was his boyfriend's fault. If Bohn hadn't been his best friend's boyfriend, and King's best friend, he wouldn't have minded punching him in the face. As he looked at the brown hair a few rows ahead, still wondering what he had done, his attention was diverted by black eyes. For a fraction of a second, he met King's gaze.