Knife.

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- Who is that guy ? Are you talking about the man that was with you and Pa ? - Hm

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- Who is that guy ? Are you talking about the man that was with you and Pa ?
- Hm.
- ... who is he..?

Porchay sat up a little, he withdrew his hand with a calm expression, then he looked Kimhan straight in the eye. He said sincerely:

- My new boyfriend.

Misunderstanding crossed Kim's face, and his heart sank, he nodded several times, and Pete, who had just arrived with a bottle of water, immediately stepped back to leave, he had felt the tense atmosphere between the two young men. Pete wasn't ready to face another storm, because he just had calm down Vegas and Pol argument! He was tired of being everyone's mommy... Damn.

- I see, said Kimhan. How ...
- Your father, Khun Korn. He introduced me, and we got along pretty well, so I asked him out. Actually before you got here, we were supposed to go to the cinema, you know, like we were going for a normal date, thanks for ruining it.

Porchay's cold voice was like a slap in the face for Kim. He played with his hands, like a scolded child who sulked. He didn't dare to continue asking Chay questions. Chay's face was cold and he said in a deep voice :

- Can I see my brother? I would like to talk to him.
- Hmm.

Kimhan got up gently and left without looking at Porchay, he went to find Kinn and Porsche who were obviously arguing in front of the elevator:

- Porsche, be reasonable! I'm not abandoning you but I have work waiting for me!
- Is that it, because I do not ?! Fuck off, I have as much work to do, even more than you, since I remind you that you never leave me alone at night! You know what, get out of here, I don't want to see you anymore. Go back before me, I will wait for Porchay's health to be better.
- I'm sorry, Porsche, please. I didn't mean in this way...

Kim cleared his throat noisily, then he looked at Porsche and the latter understood immediately:

- Porchay?
- Hmm.
- Good.

The two brothers had been talking all afternoon, and eventually Chay had fallen asleep again thank to the painkillers pills. Porsche, who was quietly smoking at the window, looked at Kim before sighing:

- You have been replaced.
- ....
- You really suck.
-.......
- But you know what? I think I prefer you to his new crush there, Nao, I don't know what. I don't think my brother is madly in love with this guy, if that's any comfort to you. He just making you paying back for what you have done.
- I know.

Kimhan shrugged and he leaned his head back against his seat, if this guy could take care of Porchay, then Kimhan had no more say. His love for Chay was not a prison, the young boy was free to love whoever he wanted,  even if his heart was bruised... Kim couldn't forgive himself so why would Chay? They never were going back to the time where they were happy and just stupid in love...

- If you don't care, that's fine with me too. On the other hand, I will ask Arm to  do some researches about this guy. I don't like it, I feel that something is weird.
- Hmm. Pa chose him, and I don't think it was a random choice. We just stay careful, Pa is still alive.

Posche threw his finished cigarette out the window and slowly turned his gaze to Kim. He walked past him and put a hand on his shoulder before leaving the room.

Chay had asked if he could stay in Japan for a while, because he wanted to reconnect with Nao and ask him what had happened.... If he had really intended to shoot him or no.
      It had been several days now that Kimhan had disappeared, he no longer came to see Porchay and the latter was relieved. He didn't want to love him anymore, it was too painful... For once, Chay wanted to be selfish, he wanted to be loved rather than loving someone....
Porchay heard someone knocking on his door, which was unusual because almost everyone had been gone to Thailand for a few hours, except Porsche, but the latter was sleeping next to Chay.

- Who is here ?
- .....

Porchay got up without a sound and he opened his door, he faced the young Nao, who had a big bouquet of blue flowers and a sorry look on his face. Nao had found Chay quite easily, which was strange...

- Hi Porchay, I'm...
- Speak less loudly, Porchay growled and he nodded to his sleeping big bro, Hia is sleeping. He stayed up all night watching after me. I don't want him to wake up now.
- Oh...sorry, whispered Nao.

He handed the large bouquet to Porchay before giving him a worried look, he reached Chay's shoulders with a firm grip :

- Are you okay ?
- Yes.
- I missed you so much...
- ...Ah.

Porchay didn't know how to react or how to ask him why the latter had shot him.  Maybe because deep inside, he was wishing for Nao to really love him... Nao hugged Porchay in his arms and whispered to him:

- I'm sorry, I didn't mean to shoot you in the back...I'm not very good with guns, to be honest. I prefer knives, you see, it's more satisfying to feel my victim's skin tearing apart slowly...

Porchay's eyes widened in horror and he wanted to back away but he felt a cold rush against his lower back. He almost screamed but Nao put his lips on Chay's. He kissed him passionately and his tongue kept chasing Porchay's, who was nauseated. If he could, Chay would vomit all his stomach on the ground...

- What are you doing ?! Let go of me !
-  Come on, do not yell ! Big bro is sleeping, remember ? ...My sweet chay, let's see, you know how attached I am to you, little demon? Since the day I have looked at you, I want to possess you so bad, my dick is already crazy, I can't stop myself, let's fuck first okay ? Right next your dear sleeping brother. How exciting is it??? Don't you feel aroused too ?

Nao's right hand rested on Porchay's neck, like a threat: so Porchay couldn't scream and wake his brother.

- Be a good boy, Nao whispered hoarsely, kiss me again.

Porchay groaned and he turned his head away but that made Nao laugh who rolled his eyes, he pointed the tip of his knife towards Chay's wound and the latter shivered in pain.

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