"No, have you lost your mind, Khun Porchay?"
Anon stirred, he put down his bag and walked towards his young master, he put his hand on Chay's forehead and frowned, his master didn't seem to have a fever though.... He must have gone crazy.
Porchay crosses his arms, and he begins to sulk.
"I'm just asking you to go upstairs, grab a rope and throw it out the window so I can go upstairs and go to P'Kim's room."
''But excuse my frankness, have you become suicidal? If you're really going to do it let me know now I'd rather shoot myself in the head than face the fate Khun Porsche will have in store for me..."
Porchay groaned. It was almost his twentieth day in that hospital bed, and he still wasn't allowed to see Kimhan Theerapanyakul.
Anon was tired of being in the middle, because on the side of his master Kim, he grumbled just as much... It was like having two children to supervise.
''P'Kinn says he took over P'Kim's organization. It's true ?''
Anon sighed, remembering the big argument between the brothers the night before. He sat down next to his young master and patted his hand.
"They don't agree, but what is certain is that Khun Kinn and Khun Porsche are taking over the business, Khun Vegas is the right hand of Khun Porsche, and he seems to accept this position for the moment.. .This bastard Pete also resumes his role as the head of the bodyguards for all the guards, Main or Minor family, they will all be selected and trained by him. Khun No finally organizes his father's funeral..."
Porchay frowned, how did he...? What? Korn was ...really..dead? He was left speechless. He had faced Kimhan and hadn't seen what had happened behind him. So Vegas had shoot him ? Good.
Chay thought back to Macau, and for a moment he smiled. Then he realized what he had done: killing Korn wasn't going to bring Macau back...It had just orphaned the three brothers, like Porsche and Chay. Oh....wow stupid of him... Now Porchay was feeling bad again .."Khun Chay?"
Anon tried to call out to his young master who was deep in thought.
The sad look of his young master disturbed the bodyguard. He was confused, why did everyone seem to be going crazy here?
Tankhun, followed by Kinn and Porsche, entered the room.
"Nong Chay, look what we found."
He proudly held up a piece of paper, and Porchay immediately recognized a copy of the peace contract he had signed with Kimhan... Tankhun smiled happily and Porsche rolled his eyes before pointing at him:
"It's Korn, he had a copy of that contract made for the other jerk....So you tore up yours, but not his, and Tankhun is convinced that you are both still forced to act as peacemakers...''
''It's the truth!'' Tankhun shouted, shaking his tongue at Porsche.
Kinn smiled, putting his hands on his hips, and he gave the younger man an apologetic look. Porchay grabbed the contract and he frowned. Technically, Korn was dead, but someone had to be able to ease the tensions between Kinn and Porsche...So who better than Kimhan and Porchay? Besides, Vegas liked Porchay, up to a some point... It was a complex organization, but in the end everyone fell back into place, and Kim and Chay would make sure everyone stayed there.
''Also...'' announced Tankhun happily, clapping his hands. ''You can go out. Kimhan is already out too!"
''What ?''
Kimhan had already gone out and he hadn't come to see Porchay? Seeing his expression darken, Kinn explained the situation:
''He could left his room just five minutes ago, Tankhun! He's with Top for hiS anxiety treatment. He suffers a lot from it since he voluntarily allowed himself to be manipulated by Pa....''
''What do you mean ?!''
Tankhun sighed like he was the saddest man on earth, he threw himself into bed, closing his eyes and pretending to cry:
''Poor Kim,'' he sobbed, ''He did this for you, brat, by letting Pa manipulate him and making him think you rejected him, Pa was kept away from your projects.... Just like Kinn, protecting Porsche.''
"Those damn brothers are twisted," Porsche said rolling his eyes, but he happily slid his arm around his shoulders and Kinn kissed his cheek.
As Tankhun was about to grumble at the couple to get out, the door opened, and Kim entered.
"KHUN KIMHAN!" Anon looked at his master with big watery eyes and he startled Porchay so much that the poor man freaked out and he backed up a bit.
''Ai'Anon no need to yell in our ears!!'' shouted Tankhun.
Anon apologized and Porchay handed him a handkerchief before rolling his eyes. Kinn forced everyone out, and he put his hand on his brother's shoulder with a sympathetic look before walking out.
Kimhan approached slowly, he was already wearing his fashion rock/star clothes, a brown leather jacket and pants whose chains were shining. He looked at Porchay, as if seeing him for the first time.
Chay held out his hand, and Kim took it gently. His gaze was strained, and Porchay immediately realized what was wrong.
''P'Kim it's not your fault.''
''I'm so sorry...Chay, I didn't...''
''Hush...I know.''
Kim lowered his head, he placed a kiss on Chay's cold hand and the latter shivered before blushing. He leaned down a little, letting his forehead rest on Kimhan's.
The couple stood like that, quiet for a moment, and Porchay stroked Kimhan's cheek, feeling a small drop... Then he chuckled:
'Well, my dear enemy? You missed me so much ?''
Kim smirked as he kissed Chay, even biting his lip before laughing back.
''You are really insufferable.''
Porchay frowned, he blinked quickly, sending a flirtatious look with his big doe eyes to Kimhan. Then he licked his lips gently, shyly, and finally they exchanged a real kiss.
They weren't trying to dominate, but their tongues kept licking each other, very soon Porchay was out of breath and he felt a small pain in his back, so he stepped back, framing Kim's face with his hands, and without breaking their kiss, he forced the latter to be placed above him.
Kimhan smiled between their kiss, biting Porchay's lip again before whispering:
''In a hospital ? Really ? Baby...''
''Hey, you didn't hesitate in the disgusting toilets of the bar for my second time...''
Kimhan burst out laughing again, followed immediately by Porchay.
''We have all the time...''
Chay smiled, he slipped his hands under Kim's white t-shirt with a provocative smile:
"Alright..... I want you now."
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You Are My Enemy. { Kimchay }
FanfictionEnemies to lovers. Basketball vs Football. Porchay vs Kimhan. a story request by my dear friend Lynou and inspired by a Tiktok hahaha ^^ hope you will guys love it. "Do you hate him ?" "Yes." "Why ?" "Because he make me feels things that I can't...