SOTUS : NEXT STEP

Muffin's Arthit

Arthit drags his feet towards his apartment, adjusting the strap of his messenger over his shoulder every now and then. He can feel his headache worsening with each step. Lack of sleep can do that to a person. He has not slept comfortably for last 3 days, working continuously, day and night, ignoring all calls of his parents and friends. He knows that he should not behave like that but he can't help but blame them. He need someone, anyone, whom he could balme for his loss. His cellphone makes a noise alerting him of notification. Sighing he pulls out his phone, and taps on it, reading on the text before firing off the same usual answer to the same question. He has almost reached his home when his cellphone started ringing. And Arthit's heart clenched painfully hearing the male laugh filtered through the environment. He closes his eyes, letting the melodious sound wash over him and soothe out his tattered and bleeding heart. It is the ringtone his boyfriend had set just to tease him....If only he had known that this innocent playful stunt will become Arthit's only anchor in his absence.... A tear slips past the close eyes, as the voice confesses his feelings using those three famous words. His heart gets pierced with sword of grief and sorrow as horrible memories of the day he last witnessed his boyfriend, has held him in his arms played before his vision.

I love you Phi...I love you....

Words echoed in his ears as the fair skin man clutches the left side of his chest, where his heart is thumping...just why? Why it has to be you?? Why it has to be us?? Just why did you left me Kong??...Arthit slids to the floor, his back resting against the wall, his bag dropping beside him as he brings both his knees to his chest and hides his face in the forte of crossed arms. Sobs escaping past his lips as he gets reminded of the time when he has gathered the broken and bleeding body of his lover in his arms, his clothes stained in blood. The young man screams in pain, upping his head from where they were stowed away, and looks at the open sky which is dark and moonless just like him. Arthit burns in agony as the darkest day of his entire life awakes once again...

Arthit can only scream and cry, holding his lover's weak form limped in his arms. He can't believe it. He refused to believe whatever his eyes are showing to him. His kongpob, wounded and injured, covered in blood....who could do that to his boyfriend??? His kongpob has been nothing but a sweetheart. A perfect gentleman. A kind and warm hearted person. Then who dared to hurt this innocent man...just why???....

Arthit wanted to surprise his lover by visiting him early. He wanted to record the shocked face of the younger one who was not expecting him for another day. He has been out of Thailand for a business deal with his father. He had no intention of following his father to abroad and he would had downright refused his por if not for his lover who encouraged him to accompany the elder.....More tear trickles out of the young man's eyes. His Kongpob was so sweet and conssiderate person. Always kind and polite. Always understanding . So much that sometimes Arthit scolded him for being ignorant of his own wishes and desires and always putting other's need and priorities above....if only I had not gone to that stupid meeting....if only I had gotten here earlier....if only.....then my Kongpob would had been here with me....

Arthit has just stepped inside their shared condo using his key, when he met with the most horrendous and frightening site of his lover lying on the floor, his blood pooled around the tall frame, next to no breathing from the cold body. Dropping the rose booket and chocolate box, he has rushed inside yelling for his boyfriend. Collapsing on his knees the elder took the cold as ice boyfriend of his in his lap as he cried and begged the other to open his eyes. And then like a miracle, he felt a frail touch over his cheek. Looking down he met with the most gorgeous coffee brown eyes which are glazed and filled with tears just like him, cause like Arthit, Kongpob has also known the impending truth waiting for them in the future, which the elder is denying vehemnemtly.