Arthit POV
It's been a few days since the last time Kong, and I spoke. He rushed back to his room after his speech not giving me time to respond. His words playing in my mind "I would rather have someone raise my child with me that wants to. Not because they were doing it out of a sense of responsibility." He had said. What was so bad about wanting to help him raise that child? Sure, I didn't care of it or him that way, but as his alpha I was my duty to take care of whatever child he bare. Right? Was he upset about what I had said? It was only the truth. I had gone after him that night, but he had already locked himself away in his room and wouldn't answer the door. Even though I know I upset him somehow, the next morning I came down to find breakfast on the table, and a lunch in the refrigerator. When I came home that night there was dinner on the table as well. I felt like an asshole. I upset him, yet he still made sure I ate. But was he eating? I had thought to myself. I had hope he was. The kitchen was always clean, not a dirty dish in sight. When Kong said he could cook, I didn't know he could cook this well. It was so mouthwatering, the breakfast alone had me begging for more. When you first look at the dish it seems like a simple dish, but there was a surprise. The French toast was stuffed with chocolate and covered in cinnamon and sugar. Then there was bacon eggs and toast. The eggs were fluffy and there was just a hint of vanilla. I damn near licked the plate. The lunch he packed tasted just as good, and I even had to warm it up a little. We never did talk about what we like food wise, but he had made me a simple Pad Thai lunch, keeping things like the bean sprouts, peanuts, and cilantro on the side. He did the same with the sauce. He left a note saying he wasn't sure what I might be allergic too, so he just cooked the noodles and left everything else for me to put together. Again, I had upset him, and he was thoughtful enough to not mix anything together I might be allergic to. I wasn't allergic to anything in Pad Thai, but it was still thoughtful. Dinner was the same, Drunken Noodles. He had cooked the noodles but kept everything separate. I left him a note telling him I had no allergies to food and that his food was wonderful. The response that was left on my breakfast the next morning, upset me
"Thank you for the information, Khun Rojnapat, I will keep that in mind. Kongpob"
He called me Khun...the little bunny called me Khun, and that upset me.
Today was the fourth day in a row of not seeing or talking to Kongpob. I knew he was in the apartment his scent was all over the place. It was the only thing giving me comfort knowing he was safe here. This morning there was breakfast on the table and lunch in the refrigerator. As today was Friday I would be going to Bright's bar and wanted to let him know. I didn't want him to make me dinner when I wouldn't be there. I wrote a note and left it wedge in his door.
All day was back-to-back meeting, with different department, and clients. When my computer clock said it was already eight at night, I was shocked. I didn't think it had gotten that late. I quickly packed my stuff up and rushed out of work. Getting to Bright bar took a little over half an hour due to the late-night traffic, but once there, I could feel my body relax, until I remember what happen here almost three weeks ago. I took a deep breath and didn't find Kong smell anywhere. I wasn't sure why I hoped his smell was still here. I looked around the bar and notice my friends sitting where we always did.
"Hey Arthit, how is living with Kong going?" Tutah was the first to say anything when I sat down.
"It's complicated. He locks himself away in his room. I thought maybe we would get to know each other, but..." I stopped and taken a swig of beer that was placed in front of me.
"but what" Tutah ask. I sighed and placed my beer down
"I think I upset him, and I am not sure how. All I did was tell him the truth."
"Well, what did you say" Knot said this time. All four of them were looking at me. I sat back folding my arms behind my head
"Well, I told him that I would take care of him and the baby. The baby would have my last night, or both of our last names. That since he was my mate it was my duty, my responsibility to take care of them. He seems to get upset after that. He has locked himself in his room every night since then." I looked up at the ceiling still trying to figure out what I had said to upset him. I felt a pillow slap me in the face. I turned the face the person who did it to find four faces looking at me each with a different look on their face. All ranging from shocked to pissed off.
"What the fuck is wrong with you Arthit?" Tutah said hitting me in the shoulder with the pillow "Why would you say that to him?!"
"Stop Tutah, what is wrong with you! I just told him the truth!"
"Arthit you are such an asshole you know that?" he huffed, turning away. Now I was more confused
"What? What did I say?"
"Thit, just because its true doesn't mean you had to say it out loud. The boy has been through enough. He already feels like a burden, don't you think you speaking that out loud would only make it worse?" Knot said
"Well...I don't want to hide anything from him."
"He is an omega, Arthit. He wants to be loved. He wants to be cared for. He wants the connection every omega wants deep inside. You telling him that, will only make him thing that he isn't wanted, that he is just another responsibility for you to take care of. Plus, he is pregnant, with a child he may not have wanted at the moment, a child that was conserved by rape none the less Arthit. Have you thought about any of that?" I just looked at him, because truthfully, I haven't.
"I am not looking for love, I am not looking for a relationship, I just wanted him to know that." I said making myself sound like even more of an asshole.
"Then I will take care of Kong." Bright said, "I feel responsibility for that happen that night, so its only right that I take responsibility for him too, right?" he asked looking me dead in the eye.
"hell, no what kind of fucking logic is that? He isn't your mate he is mine"
"So? By your logic it shouldn't matter. Something happen to him in my bar so I should take responsibility for him. Your logic stats that because he is your mate it's your responsibility to take care of him." I just stare at him. What he is saying is pretty stupid. It was not his fault by any means that happen, and he shouldn't take responsibility for Kong because of it. At the same r time it was making me sound like an ass too.
"okay, okay, I get it. So, what should I do?"
"You should start by apologizing and getting to know him more. You might not be looking for a relationship, or love, but it shouldn't hurt to be friends with your mate, right? You do FEEL something for the boy, right?" Tutah ask, and I nod.
"Yes. When he smiles it makes my heartbeat faster, butterflies in my stomach. My alpha wants nothing more than to just pull him in my arms"
"Then rather you are looking for a relationship or not my friend your alpha is. Before you get that far. Take baby steps. Start with being friend." Tutah said, and I nodded. Being friends shouldn't be too bad.
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FanfictionKongbop (Omega)- A extremely shy, yet charming, well-mannered 19-year-old, who will begin his first year at his dream collage. He has a horrible past, one he wishes to move past, but cannot seem to get past. Arthit (Alpha)- A 29-year-old ruthless b...