Love Between You & Me

Island that vanished

Ryan? ", Kongpob gapes at the man standing outside his apartment, looking like a model in a pitch black Y collar henley and jeans, square framed, slighlty round from the edges dark tinted shades hiding the eyes. A messenger bag cris crossed around his torso. His espresso brown curls messy and scattered, fringes covering the wide forehead...dude! you are in wrong profession...you should be a model..

"Thanks!!", the tall man takes off his aviators, dimple popping on his right cheek. "I didnt know you find me that hot", the Greek God throws a flirtatious wink in his subordinates direction who turns scarlet as a ripe tomato.

..shitt!! did I said it out loud??..Kongpob curses, avoiding eye contact.

"Yeah you did", Ryan palms the side of his neck, enjoying the fidgeting man before him.

..Damn!! I did it again..lowering his head, Kongpob smacks himself in temple, going more and more red with his idiotic behaviour.

Ryan takes this to drink in the sight of the man who manages to stir so many emotions in him just by his presence....Gosh!!He is just too sexy... At the moment, Kongpob is anything but dressed up yet for ST Head he is the most beautiful person he has ever met.

Drowning in an baggy teal blue tee shirt ending below the upper thighs from which long slender and toned legs are peeking out, chestnut brown curls scattered everywhere like a bird nest, golden cheeks puffy from sleeping. If seen carefully, there's also some drool deposited on the right corner of his mouth. Yet in Ryan's eyes, Kongpob has never been this much cutest. He licks his lips, unconsciously, remembering the only night when he has this person in his arms. It was hands down his bestest night ever.

"Ryan?"

The soft questioning voice snaps him out of the daydreaming and he looks away...get your head straight Ryan! He already has a boyfriend...who is also your half brother...He fake coughs, covering his mouth to hide the disdain and grimace on his mouth at the reminder," I got a call from upper authorities last night"

"O..kaay?", Kongpob tilts his head to the side, perplexed why the other is telling him this.

"I need to discuss something with you regarding it", the taller looks at the other waiting for the other to let him inside. The curious eyes of the neighbours peeking from the windows has not gone unnoticed by the NIA officer and is now making him feel uncomfortable as heck.

"Kongpob, can we talk inside? Its hot out here", Ryan gestures with his hand, making Kongpob turn red again as he instantly opens the door wide and steps aside.

"Sorry, I am not used to people coming over", Kongpob apologises, scratching the back of his nape and follows the other inside after closing the door.

"It's fine. I hope am not intruding", Ryan roams his eyes around the small but clean living area. There are not so many articles in the house. The walls are also barren, except a painting of Buddha. In name of furniture, there's a sofa and dining table with mismatched chairs and covers....Kongpob lives so simple....and alone??..there aren't even any photographs of his family or friends....

"Intruding? Why will you say so?", the officer turns and finds his junior standing with a glass of something like pink milk in the tray.

"Milk?", Ryan arches an eyebrow in question. He very well knows that the other officer is aware of him not liking milk. He has told him when they had started hanging out together in Vegas.

"Sooorryy!! I know you don't like it but I don't have anything else in my fridge. Not even water. This is the last -

"Thanks", surprising Kongpob, Ryan picked up the glass and takes a sip. He don't want to come up as a rude visitor.