Love Between You & Me

Monster

Kongpob staggers back, his arms opening wide, wrapping around the other person on instinct, as Arthit launches himself at him, as soon as he opened the door. He wrinkles his nose in disgust. The reeking smell of alcohal wafting off his boyfriend is too much for his olfactory sense. It is not that he is a pure alcohal virgin but except once in a while, he never touches anything related to it by a 10 feet long pipe. He only drinks when either situation demands for it or when he has to give company to Anurak. Infact, the younger one is the first one with whom he had his very first drink. However, he never developed taste buds for the liquor. And not let him start on the post night headaches. Its hell for Kongpob. Thus, he tends to stay away from all this.

"P'Arthit?"

The junior caresses the other, worried at the disshelved and less than stellar state. It's his first time, Kongpob is watching his lover so out. As far as he know, Arthit drinks rarely and only when he is too worked up and stressed over something. Last it happened when they were in Vegas and they had the fall out over him spending night with Ryan. At that time, they were not in relation, still, the other has been so angry and slandered him, leading to the junior slapping him.

"K-kong..my my Kong...I love.. you shhoo damnmuch!!"

The younger one blushes red at the slurred confession. No matter how many times he hear it, it always feels like a beautiful dream. Any moment he will wake up and will find everything in ruins.

Kongpob rounds his arms around later's shoulder and took the other to the bedroom. Helping the other in removing his shoes and socks, he made his senior lie down in the center of the bed. Lying beside him on his own. Letting Arthit gather him in his embrace. He can sense the agitation of later and tries to comfort the other in his own way. Shockingly, his senior has gone unusually quiet. There's no more drunk muttering. Only sound in the room was of their breathing and ticking of clock.

"...Kongpob...."

Arthit's voice was so sad, grief stricken, that Kongpob couldn't help but raise his head and look at his boyfriend. His heart pangs watching the red rimmed eyes, full of sorrow. Thick dark lashes damp and misty, like they were in the rain for so long.  Reaching out, he rubs the corner of right eyelid, smudging the tear into nothingness.
The young lover doesn't say anything, just gazes in the hazel pairs, silently asking and assuring at the same time.

Arthit feels like a scum. He doesn't deserve the trust shining in his junior's eyes. He is not qualified enough to demand love from this person. He has already ruined Aaron's life. His desire to be with Kongpob had led to killing of an innocent soul. He is a walking disaster. A bad omen. He is just too dirty to be touched by this person. Fresh tears rolled out of his eyes as he gets reminded of his conversation with his ex boyfriend.

Alarmed, Kongpob sits up in a snap as more drops of tear slids past the high cheekbones. He has never seen Arthit this miserable before.

"What happened phi?? Why are you crying?"

Instead of a reply, the other person hides his face in his lap," I..I am a murderer Kong...A murderer!! I have killed a person"

"Wh...what?"

The subordinate is thunder strucked. Not at other's statement though. The profession they are in, it's not unusual to kill someone. Every day they are shooting criminals, fighting the hooligans, mafias, and so more. He is taken aback at the anguish painted in those words.

"I killed him...I am a murderer. Due to my greed and selfishness, someone has to lost their life", Arthit sobs. He wishes to keep silent. Ordinarily, he would just shove everything deep in his soul but today the pain is unbearable, the guilt making him feel horrible and sickening. He is grossed out by his own self. He wishes to dug deep inside his chest and rip out his aching heart.