Self Rival • Completed

xliv. the drunken mistake?

Arthit sleepily blinked and he yawned, more relaxed and sleepier as he felt the breeze hitting his flushed cheeks outside the bar than when they're warmed up in the party place.

"Are you okay?" 

Though his racing heart was loud, pounding against his ears feeling the warm touch on his face, Arthit still recognized the soft worried tone from Kongpob.

Arthit nodded but didn't make a move to swat Kongpob's hand away. In fact, he leaned in towards Kongpob's hand and even brushed his cheek against it. "I'm fine. Just focus on your friends."

Kongpob smiled at him in confusion. A frown settled on Arthit's face when Kongpob pulled his hand away from his cheek like he's just got burned. 

Since they all have the same way home, except for Arthit and Kongpob, those who were still sober enough to drive, decided to drop off those that looked like they were about to die. 

Knot worriedly looked at Arthit. "Are you willing to stay here for a while? I can go back and drop you off-"

Arthit quickly shook his head. "I'll go with Kongpob. We have the same way home. He can drop me off."

Kongpob's eyes widened both in confusion and shock when Knot narrowed his eyes at him with a deep frown on his face. "I-i can do that, P', if that's what he wants."

Knot stared at Kongpob for a minute silently threatening him that he'd put him in the right place if he hurt Arthit again as if being on the same car would instantly hurt Arthit.

"Fine. You two take care. Drive safely."

"Yes P'."

Arthit leaned his head on the seat and sighed. He didn't feel dizzy nor about to puke his guts out but he felt really sleepy. The sleepiness he felt vanished in an instant he felt Kongpob's face very close to him, he could feel Kongpob's warm breath fanning against his face. 

"What?"

Arthit's eyes widened. Kongpob stared back and shook his head, loudly gulping at their close proximity. "I'll just... Your seatbelt." 

With trembling fingers, it took a minute before Kongpob was able to fix the seatbelt onto Arthit. Arthit felt his face warming up despite the cool ventilation in front of him the second passed he felt Kongpob this close to him. He hoped Kongpob couldn't hear the loud pounding in his chest. Kongpob smelled expensive... not that Arthit sniffed him on purpose. Of course he had to take a breath so he did an accidental sniff. 

Kongpob loudly sighed as soon as he's finally done. His grip on the driving wheel tightened like being that close to Arthit just sucked his soul. "Well, I'll take you to-"

"Take me to your place."

"What- P'? I mean- Arthit- what?"

Even when he's hammered, Arthit's mind is still sound. Never once did Arthit lose his mind because of alcohol nor he's not him when he's drunk. He could still control himself and he knew what he's doing, he could control his actions just fine. 

Arthit took this to his advantage. If he could just fool Kongpob to think he's drunk to want to go to his house, then so be it. 

"Take me to your place."

"No, your parents will be mad at me and-"

"I don't want to go home just yet."

Kongpob sighed. "You're really drunk," Kongpob shook his head. "Fine. We'll go to my place."

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Kongpob accompanied Arthit in the same guestroom K had made him stayed at. Arthit relaxed on the soft huge bed and closed his eyes while he let the younger wipe the sweat off of his face and cool him down.