Rest In Peace, My Love (PolArm/BigArm)

Three (3)

The door bell rang which makes Porchay lift his head and greet the customer that comes in.

"Sawatdee krub.", Porchay greet. "Oh, p' Pol."

"Hey, Chay."

Pol stand in front of the counter. His eyes were looking around the book store.

"Chay. Where's Arm?", He asked.

"P'Arm? Erm..", Porchay paused while looking at the book shelves. "Maybe he's arranging the books on the book shelf over there. Why?"

"Er. Okay.", Pol answered. He walked away to find Arm and left Porchay hanging with the question why.

"Eh? Just left? Didn't answer my question first.", Porchay murmured.

Arm was busy arranging the books on the book shelf. Sometimes his voice heard from singing random songs. On the other side of the book shelf, Pol was silently sneaking while waiting for the right time to surprise him. With that tall of him and the short book shelf, he has to bow quite alot to avoid from being seen by Arm.

"Ai Pol!", Arm half shout when Pol suddenly show up and scared him.

"Were you surprised?", Pol asked while laughing. Arm give him a death glared.

"I almost died.", Arm reply while continue his work earlier.

Pol smiled, feeling funny with Arm's sarcastic reply. He put his arms on the book shelf and rest his chin on them. While his eyes locked on the guy Infront of him.

"You didn't answer my call last night.", Pol said.

Arm paused for a while. "I don't know it's you and I don't answer calls from unknown number."

Pol frowned. "I thought you were on the other call."

Arm didn't answer. He then moved to the other book shelf and of course Pol is following him.

"Your faen?", Pol asked again.

"Yes."

"Don't believe."

"You said yourself."

"I was just guessing.", Pol whined. Arm just shook his head.

"Arm. Any interesting book for me to read? I just finished the last time I bought."

"That fast?", Arm asked.

"Yes. Why? Something wrong?", Pol smiled when Arm didn't bother to answer him.

"Arm---"

"Still want to lie to me?", Arm suddenly speak before Pol could finish his words.

"Huh?"

Arm stopped his hands. He sighed and shifted his eyes to Pol. "Just tell me the truth."

It has been more than a week since Pol come to the book store with the same excuse of buying books. At first, Arm still can accept his excuse but the often Pol come with the same excuses convinced him, that guy is just pretending. Especially when he remembered what Porchay told him about Pol the other day.

"What do you mean?", Pol asked. Arm started to doubt him again.

"Don't play dumb.", Arm started to piss off.

Pol slightly sighed. "Okay. I'll be frank."

Arm lift his eyebrows.

"Are you single?", Pol asked.

"Why? Do you like me?"

"Yes. Can I hit you?"

"So straightforward.", Arm said and walked away.