Silence [NonOhm]

Silence: Chapter 9

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Warning: Mention of homophobic

"Nont," called Pung, as he stood behind his son.

Nont stopped whatever he's doing as he turned to look at his father. He's in usual meeting attire with shirt tucked in, tie neatly folded around his neck and his hair nicely styled. There's woman stood next to him, she's elegant and seems young too. Her hair was tied loosely in a messy bun but it didn't make her lose that charms when people look at her. The woman to Nont's knowledge is the new assigned assistant.

Nont raised his brow in confusion. He's actually on his way to the parking lot after talking to his father's colleagues, so when his father suddenly called for him, it drew the curious plus worried line in his head. Did he do anything wrong that his father came to him suddenly? Nont wasn't sure with it. He practically stood there, eyeing his father as he waiting for the old man to speak a word.

"I heard you have a boyfriend, right?" Asked his father randomly.

Nont began to scratched his neck awkwardly. Was his father going to scold him for it? Well it's not as if Nont scared of it. In fact, he's long gone, he had enough dealing with these homophobes so if he going to deal with another one then it wouldn't be a problem. He nodded slowly.

"Why did you ask?" Nont replied. The silence in the corridor kind of scared him a little. As his father didn't frown nor smile at him. The tension was just unbearable, he rarely breathing like the tension would burst into something worst if he even sigh.

His father stared at him long enough before he chuckled and smile slowly grew on his face.

"You brat, you don't even want to introduce me to your boyfriend, huh? Invite him for lunch this monday. I would like to meet him in person," his father said casually.

Nont's eyes widened in disbelief, Pung noticed the reaction from his son and stepped closer to pat his shoulder.

"Be a good son and tell him about it," his father said and walked away along with his assistant.

Nont gapped at the words.

"Lunch? Together?" He mumbled to himself. He immediately went to pulled out his phone. He looked for Ohm's number and instantly hit the call button.

-

"Nanon went to Khlong Toei Pier last night. Singto and his team needed back up and of course they trusted Nanon only for that job," Drake explained calmly as he stuffed the food in his mouth.

Well usually they won't eat during their shift but since Ohm insisted to eat out with them, it left no other choice but to obey. Obviously because Nanon told them so too, telling them through their ear-pod, not to make Ohm feel awkward.

Ohm nodded, chewing on his wonton noodles. He gulped and leaned closer.

"Ah tell me, what exactly that you guys are doing? Like, I haven't see you guys pointing your gun at anyone, I just heard the rumors from the maid and so on. Do you guys actually kill people for real?" Ohm asked, his voice pitched high of curiosity. Drake glanced at Chimon who shrugged at the question.

Drake sighed.

"Well, we did though but we don't just shoot people in their face. We practically wait for order from our leader or during emergency moment, so yeah just be grateful you didn't see anyone lose their head yet." Drake answered.

Ohm frowned. He thought all mafia do crimes everyday but all of them acted more like bodyguards than mafia. But Nanon... Nanon did looked like mafia to him though but still too soft. All of them didn't sounds like what he saw on TV. It low-key upset him, if his father going to ask him to take over, he could at least introduce the real mafia world to him.