a sprinkle of rainbow • Completed

kongpob multiverse

Summary: The story where I have gone completely insane. (2) If there's Arthit of course there's Kongpob as well. 

Plotless. More talking. 

Ft. Motiv!Kongpob (Motivations) - Editor. Smokes 24/7. 

SOU!Kongpob (Story of Us) - Likes to collect Pokemon stuff. Is wholesome and is secretly a TS fan. Chaotic. 

TPD!Kongpob (The President Domination) - Thinks he's badass with his tattoos but is actually a laid-back guy as long as his mr. president's not in danger. 

SR!Kongpob - High maintenance. Doesn't like his clothes getting dirty. 

OWAF!Kongpob (Of whips and Flowers) - Is a good Dom. 

inspired from Goosebumps 

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It's a typical day for everyone. As normal as it can be for the editor currently hanging out at his writer's place. He stands from the couch and Arthit's journal from his desk. It's blank. He frowns because it wasn't like this yesterday. He saw Arthit scribbling on it yesterday. 

Then, a flush from the bathroom echoes in the apartment and a guy who looks exactly like him except for his tattoos walks near him. "Hello."

The editor groans and shakes his head. "Great."

The editor then explains everything to the guy who takes it well. The editor's sure he's going to throw a tantrum but he remembers this guy's character. "So I'm a book character?" 

The editor nods. "My boyfriend wrote you. You believe that?"

TPD!Kongpob shrugs. "Seems legit to me. Where is your boyfriend, then?"

"Out."

"Are we going to wait for your boyfriend or do you have a plan?"

"I don't have a plan."

"Wow, you're stupid. I can't believe your boyfriend based me off with someone as stupid as you."

The editor shrugs, going back to sit on the couch and busies himself with his smoke as if nothing happened. As if there's no book character currently staring at him, the editor raises his eyebrow, "Want some?"

"No, thanks. Arthit hates the smell. I'm quitting that."

"Then, why are you looking?"

"I just want to see what made you say your boyfriend based me off from you. That's obviously a lie. Sure, we look alike, but you look like a hobo to me, man. Do you know what bath is?" TPD!Kongpob takes a seat on Arthit's swivel chair. "I can taste your smell from here. That's how bad it is."

The editor looks rugged because he's stressed with their deadline and doesn't want to pressure his boyfriend. But he laughs at the tattooed guy. He appreciates that. "That tattoo thing you're going with? Doesn't suit you man."

TPD Kongpob shrugs, not even the least offended. "Arthit told me it's cool."

"And you're not a Dom."

"Never said I was. You look like a wannabe action star. You're trying too hard to look cool when smoking."

"Never said I look cool either, my boyfriend thinks differently, though. And you're an asshole."

"You are what you eat."

Before the editor could respond, they both hear an awkward clearing of someone's throat from beside them and they both look up to see another Kongpob blushing upon hearing their talk. 

SOU!Kongpob's eyes widen seeing both guys' attentions on him. He awkwardly waves his hand. "Uhm... err... Hi? How are you doing?"

The editor groans. "Great. Another book character," he scratches his head in irritation. "What the hell is happening here?"