9. Friends.

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"Did you hear? Wik has become more attached to his young intern, it's weird, last week everyone was using this brat and now no one dares to attack him..."

Porchay sighed, he got out of the bathroom after making sure the staff members had left.

Of course, there was some truth: Kimhan had stopped acting like an asshole, he was taking care of Chay. But something bothered Porchay, as if he had just been used in a new plan by Kim.

"Watch out for your hand, it mustn't get wet!"

"Hmm? Oh yes thank you..."

Porchay had wanted to wash his hands out of habit, forgetting his bandage... He looked at a rather small, skinny boy with big round glasses. The boy gave him a shy little smile before folding his hands in front of his chin:

"Hello, I'm Yu, Wayu. I'm here as a volunteer helper from our loved P'Wik fandom!"

"Pleased to meet you."

Porchay smiled back and the new friends made their way to the room used as a restaurant, where the staff members could eat and drink when needed. Kimhan ate little and often alone in his personal dressing room. So Porchay took a seat next to his new friend without worrying.

"What's your name, P'? You look older than me so..."

" Oiii yes I didn't introduce myself, I'm Porchay, you can call me Chay."

Yu nodded quickly before starting to eat: today they had noodles with fried chicken and vegetables. Delicious food couldn't wait ! Yum-yum.
Porchay ate slowly, trying to ignore the gossip the staff was saying about him. But the young boy in front of him seemed to give a damn, he didn't pick up on any rumours, contenting himself with being nice and friendly towards Porchay.

"Yesterday's concert was fabulous, but I'm sure today will be even better! All the fans noticed that our singer's mood had finally changed, he seems happier. Say.... are you close to him you ?"

"Eh...." Porchay tilted his head, he didn't really know, Kimhan was an aloof person. "Not really I guess..."

"Of course," said a cheerful voice behind him. "Nong Chay is my best assistant."

Kim slid down the benches, and Chay closed his eyes before glaring accusingly at his senior.

"P'Kim, aren't you eating alone today?"

"Oh my god!" Yu cried, he hid his red face with his hands and Chay rolled his eyes.

" I'm not hungry." Kim glared at Yu before letting his gaze calmly drift over to Porchay. "Did you two become friends?"

Porchay frowned, and Wayu lifted his small head before nodding.

"Yes P'Wik, P'Porchay is a nice and sweet person. You have a thing for choosing lovely people, as awesome as the boss hehe.."

Porchay wanted to choke on his noodles, he groaned a little but recovered quickly when he felt Kimhan's arm discreetly pass under his tshirt. He shot a stunned look at Kim but the latter was discussing the upcoming event with Wayu, who hadn't noticed anything.

Chay tried to move away but suddenly Kim pinched him so he lowered his head, biting his cheek to keep from squealing.

"...Yes, thank you P'Wik!" Yu ended the conversation in a good mood then he excused himself before leaving, he still had to watch the goodies at his stand.

Kim's arm was still holding the waist of the young boy who finished his meal before turning his face to the singer:

"P'Kim. Take your arm away. People might see and they'll think that...''

"They can think what they want." Kim hissed, with a smirk, then he whispered hoarsely "Your pretty purple neck leaves no doubt that you're already taken, I dare hope your friend noticed."

Porchay groaned, he pulled up his shirt collar embarrassed but Kim growled, he pinched Chay's back again and the latter trembled slightly before putting his hand on Kim's thigh:

"P'Kim!"

'' What ?"

"Don't act like a fool, take your hand away! This is embarrassing..." Chay was getting more and more annoyed, especially since they were in public.

Kimhan smiled, an evil smile, but he withdrew his arm, slowly before raising an eyebrow:

"Here ....you are getting braver."

" What...?"

Porchay followed Kim's amused gaze, he still had his hand on the singer's slender thigh and feeling his face turn red, Chay pulled his hand away violently.

" Stop teasing me !!! "

..............................................................

Porchay liked Mondays, he always had a day off, he could stay in his bed and over sleep.
His mother was living with them again, in their big house, Porsche rarely came but Chay was used to it, he wasn't alone anymore. His mother room was just next to his door.

" Hello Mom !"

Porchay passed straight in front of his mother who was drawing, despite her silence, his mother was a morning woman, she spent hours drawing.
Chay went into the kitchen and with amazement he noticed that someone had done the household chores. P'Kinn must have hired a housekeeper, he loved taking care of Porsche's family.

"Mom, I'm going out! I have to get food for dinner tonight, you can stay a little alone, right ? I'll be back !"

Porchay put on his shoes and as he went to do his fence, he heard the sound of a motorbike right next to him.

"Hey yo, what's up, buddy?"

"Who..." Porchay turned around in surprise before recognizing the young cousin Theerapanyakul. "Oi Macau, hello."

Macau was in the same school than Chay and they have seen eachother during the latter father's funeral.
Macau smiled, he had the same feline smile as his brother Vegas. The latter handed a yellow helmet to Porchay before saying to him:

"My dear Uncle is organizing a family meal, you are invited, Kim too, to be honest, but he always ignores the messages in the family group so he probably won't come..."

Chay smiled, it was Kimhan's style. He nodded slowly before putting on the helmet, then he pointed with his finger toward the entrance of his house:

'' What about my mother ?"

"Porsche is picking her up after his meeting, I just need to go buy something first. I was just passing by, but I saw you... So would you like to come with me ?"

Porchay tilted his head, he was already wearing the helmet anyway, so he obediently got on the bike. Well, he never thought that he would have regret it so much...

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