The Song Of Us.

Father.

Kim had had no choice, especially when he finally understood his father's plans. He either had to end Porsche's life... Or his father's. However, Porsche was important. He couldn't screw up. He had to choose between his family and Porchay...
The image of Chay smiling and in Porsche's arms kept coming back to him, so Kim ended up offering his cousin and Porsche a deal.

Only Kinn had refused, then he had begged Porsche... And in the end he had asked that Kinn himself would kill Korn, but Kim knew that his brother would never have done it. Kinn loved their father and he wanted so much to calm down the situation, but he was loosing Porsche. And if Porsche left Kinn, that was also meaning that Porchay was going to leave Kim... It was out of the question.

Kimhan had therefore, in an excess of fatigue, shot at point-blank range, right in the heart of his father. Right after having had to kill about fifty bodyguards. He was bloody, the smell was awful and he thought he felt relieved, but he didn't. Tankhun yelled at him, and Kinn immediately regained control of the hotel.

- This time, this old rat is really dead.

Vegas looked calmer now, holding Pete around the waist, who was struggling to hide his sadness.
Kinn and Porsche were trying to talk, but Kinn was the one mad now, and things started to get different between them...

Kimhan had joined Porchay in his apartment and he had such a hard time realizing that Chay misunderstood, Kim didn't have the strength to explain to him. Porchay thought that he had killed Porsche, which actually Kim would have preferred. Tonight, he had killed his father to protect Porchay, and his brothers too. But now, he felt like a piece of shit.
Porchay was sleeping and Kim had called Kit and Boss into his office:

- Pa... Khun Korn is dead. Kinn will take over as usual, but I don't want that to happen again.

The two guards noticed the change in their boss' demeanor, he looked much colder. He took his phone, Kimhan quickly told his manager that Wik would be on hiatus. Then he crossed his hands in front of his face before declaring:

- So I'm taking over my father's business. That of the independent branch. Now those are my rules. I want you to observe the relationship between the main family and the minor family now. I think that should be fine. On the other hand, I don't want any more trouble…. (Kim looked down at a picture of him and Porchay, framed on his wall). Kit. Buy a house, away from the city. Far from everything. I want the house to contain enough stuff to keep one person busy, music room, arcade room even if it needed.
- Khun Kim...?

Kim gave him a cold look but a cruel smile tugged his lips:

- You'll send Porchay there.
- What if Khun Porchay refuses?
- I won't give him a choice.

Kimhan had therefore made the choice to become his father. If the head of the family was dead, then his most promising heir was to take that place. The brothers' mother had been his father's weak point, and he had been unable to hide her enough from the world that no one could reach her. Well, Kim would be different. Porchay would be alive, even if he were to hate Kim.

🏙🏙🏙

- P'Kim? called a small, tired voice from his bedroom.

With a gesture, Kim ordered his men to leave. He joined Chay calmly, and he tried to relax his tense face.

- Sleep.
- P'Kim, come here.

Porchay patted the bed, and when Kim obeyed, he put his arms around Kim's neck. He hugged the young man tight, despite being sleepy, Chay wanted to comfort Kim. He caressed his back tenderly and sang him his favorite song. Porchay only wanted Kim to feel his presence, and he didn't notice the distress in the young Theerapanyakul's gaze. Kim had tried so much to not be like his father... but in the end, his love for Porchay would only lead to nothing. Kim was sure than Chay is going to hate him. But that was the price for loving a monster.

- Chay? I'm doing well. Don't worry, you should  go back to sleep. You look tired.
- YOU look tired.
- Don't be a brat...

Porchay hugged him tighter and he placed kisses right under his eyes before giving him a small innocent smile.

- P'Kim, don't blame yourself. You are not an assassin, you are the nicest person I know. I love you a little more each day that I spend with you. I would like us to stay together for eternity. However, you don't look good covered in blood, I must confess... You should sleep now, P.
- Hum.
- Goodnight P'Kim.
- Goodnight Chay.
- I love you...

Kim felt bad, that was probably the last time Chay would say something like that to him, so he whispered:

- I love you too. So much. It's fucking painful. Please don't hate me after... Because I can't live without you. Chay, my sweet love.

Kim kissed a very sleepy Chay, he didn't want to worry Chay, but the latter had felt the sadness of the young man.
They slept, hugging each other, fear in Kim's heart, only love in Chay's.

🎶🎶🎶

A month later ;

- P'Kim, get your ass there. I swear I will break up with you, if you don't come back.

Porchay slammed his phone against a wall while screaming, the young boy was mad. Damn. He wasn't Rapunzel, how could he be locked in a fucking house?!

- Boss !!! Oiiii I am so angry.

The poor bodyguard had to lend Porchay his gun, since Chay was more and more serious about becoming stronger.

- Just wait P'Kim. One day, I will be stronger than you.