This Song Is Called You.

37. Life goes on

Porchay had his cat, Han, on his laps, he was scrolling the images of the ceremony of Tankhun and Top...
Yes, to everyone's surprise, the doctor had accepted the elder Theerapanyakul's request. (Of course, Porchay was sure that Kimhan's lyrical writing skills were the cause of his choice to say yes...).

"What do you want to eat tonight?" Kim came out of his private studio looking thoughtful, scratching the back of his head and his long hair was preventing him from seeing properly. He almost tripped over the edge of a rug and Porchay sighed.

They were in a small house they had bought together, far from the city center, with a garden for their cat. Porchay was still working as an assistant for a kindergarten piano teacher, Kimhan had resumed his role as head of the organization, and his career as an artist had been put on hiatus.

Porchay deleted a photo, thinking it was too blurry, and he looked at the time, it was almost noon. His stomach growled.

"Are you hungry, P'Kim? I am hungry..."

"Hum....I think I'm going to take you to the restaurant today, the fridge is empty."

"We can very well go shopping, you know at the supermarket.... Without asking a hundred bodyguards to accompany us or sending our maid to do our shopping....Like a normal couple."

Kimhan frowned, for him a lively and banal daily life was what he wanted the most, but household chores and maintaining a house were a chore... Kim sighed, he crossed his arms and let himself be carried away by Porchay.

"Let's walk there, it's not that far!" Said the younger one, and he heard Kim's exasperated sigh.

"Chay... I have so many cars...Why do we have to walk ?" Kimhan started to whine, he was too lazy to go out, especially since Tankhun's wedding had lasted a full week in another country, and he was tired from their trip.

Porchay, on the other hand, was in a good mood, he went to a first store and trained Kim to hold everything he wanted....Snacks, cakes, candies... Porchay always had a child's stomach. Especially when he was graving for food.

Kim was the only one to choose real meals: he had to force Porchay to go to the vegetable section. Of course they also had noodles, the only meal Porchay could cook.

"Oi...P'Kim....We already had some vegetables..."

"Porchay." Kimhan scolded seriously, "...We only took tomatoes and potatoes, so stop complaining and put that bundle of cakes down!... We still need some chicken."

Porchay burst into an innocent little laugh before passing in front of a pretty blue flower. He was absent for a moment, and Kim put an arm around his waist, holding his bag in the other hand.

" Do you want it ?"

"I was just thinking...Macau would like this bouquet of flowers. The colour is pretty."

Kimhan smiled, he looked around them and kissed Porchay's cheek with tenderness... Immediately embarrassing the youngest who began to blush:

"Oi, P'Kim, we're in public!"

Kim laughed a little and he dodged a blow from his lover before giving him the bag and went into the shop to buy a hundred blue flowers.

"You didn't have to..." Porchay whispered as he saw the huge bouquet. ''Thanks..."

"Oh if I don't treat you right, I'm afraid that idiot's ghost will come and haunt me until I die myself!"

Porchay laughed, he trotted happily to their new homes and they were starting to put their groceries away when Nine walked into their kitchen, his face filled with worry.

"Khun Kim, Khun Chay! I can do it, please don't..."

"Come on, Nine, Khun Porchay insisting on doing normal couple activities... Believe me, I don't want to it neither." complained Kim while rolling his eyes.

Sea, the sturdy former fisherman, entered pursing his lips, respectfully saluting his masters and Nine gave him a shining smile.

Porchay slid his gaze to Kim, and he tried to hold his smile, seeing the complicity between their two bodyguards. Kim cleared his throat.

'' Sea..."

"YES SIR ?"

Sea was always nervous in the presence of Khun Kimhan, especially since he had betrayed his master for the first time and he was afraid that one day Kim would really kill him... He had a small threatening gleam in his eyes, making sure that Sea would never behave again. The message was clear: the authority was Kimhan Theerapanyakul. The guards were only ordered to protect Khun Porchay, but Porchay was no longer leading the men.

"But.... what are you doing? This is messy, Khun Chay !" cried Nine, brushing the foam off the nose of his young master, who was doing the dishes. " Please let me do it, look, there are even knives, you can hurt yourself or even worse and I...."

"P'SEA!" Porchay cried, glancing back, ignoring the nervous Nine. "Come get your lover he's boring! I can't do a single thing without being bothered by him !"

Sea, who was helping Kimhan by handing him some vegetables to cut, froze and paled, and Nine blushed like a tomato:

"Excuse me? No way, we're not together!!! Khun Porchay! Why are you making fun of me ...?!"

Porchay began to sulk, he puffed out his cheeks like a child and pretended to be sad, so he turned to his boyfriend, his face still filled with foam:

"P'Kim, did you heard that? Nine said I was lying! Have Nong Chay ever been wrong when it's comes to love ?"

"What? But...well...No I didn't say that!" cried the confused young bodyguard again.

Kimhan smirked, but his face was cold, he glared darkly at Sea and his bodyguard stood up straight. He coughed a little and sighed.

"So Sea...Your answer ?" Kim asked, his serious gaze still on Sea.

"We are just colleagues, Khun Kim. I am the superior of Nine and I am loyal to you Khun K..."

"That's enough that's enough... I am just messing with you guys..." laughed Porchay, seeing Nine's anxious face, the latter was surely going to argue in private with Sea for those words...

Porchay invited his guards to eat, the whole small group managed to have an excellent meal, then Porchay returned to the main office, preparing his activities for the children: he had to print musical notes to color.

"Do you want some help?" asked Kimhan, who had just hugged him, resting his chin on Porchay's shoulder.

The younger turned his face against Kim's, his breath hitching a little, then he kissed his cheek.

"Thank you...But you know, I have a discovery day with the children tomorrow...I was wondering if...If you could come and sing for them? You know I have a pupil, a young boy, his name is Prince, he reminds me of me when I was younger, you know, I think he comes from a very poor family, only his grandma comes to pick him up sometimes...He is always alone and sad... I think he might like to hear your music !"

Kim listened carefully to Porchay and he nodded, before kissing Chay's cheek in turn.

"Well, if it makes you happy, I'll come to your school..."

"Yeah, thanks P'Kim, you're the best!"