Eyes on me

004

"Welcome to your new home." The bodyguard named Pete greeted Porchay enthusiastically before leading him to where his room was, in the west wing where Kim resides.

"Sorry to bother you, Phi." Porchay muttered apologetically, but Pete was quick to brush it off as he hauled Porchay's luggage up the stairs.

"Not at all." Pete responded, then he shot Porchay a grateful look. "I'm actually glad Khun Kim finally found someone after so long."

"Ah.." Porchay didn't know how to respond so he shot Pete an abashed smile. If only he knew this was all just pretend.

After what seemed like a few twists and turns through the complicated doorways and huge archways, they had finally arrived at Pete's room where he'll be staying.

"Here we are." Pete held the door open for Porchay before bringing in the luggages and settling them by the side.

As soon as the door opened, Porchay couldn't help but state in awe as his eyes went round at how grand and spacious the room was. The room was illuminated by the natural light that came through the big glass windows that stretched from the floor to the ceiling, overlooking the beautiful and bustling city of Bangkok. Right in the middle of the room was a neatly made king size bed which could easily fit 3 of Porchay, and a luxurious ensuite bathroom just a few steps away from the bed.

"T-This is too much." Porchay said, flustered, as he turned to Pete.

"You are Khun Kim's guest so don't worry, it is not a hassle at all. Plus...I believe Khun Kim will be elated to have you stay here." Pete reassured, though Porchay was still fairly uncertain.

"Anyways, Khun Porchay, I'll leave you to unpack. Let me know if you need anything else." Pete said before he left Porchay to get accustomed to his room.

Porchay's eyes wandered around the room. He surely needed a lot of time to get used to this. It was practically a palace in here. Porchay noticed the dresser had been sparsely filled with some loose articles and clothing, and he guessed that it might belong to the guest who stayed in the room before him.

Porchay started unpacking his items seeing that he had lots to do as he looked at the cardboard boxes scattered all over the room. He might have brought way too many things over...but he just wanted to be sure he had gotten everything.

Porchay wasn't the neatest person to begin with so it didn't take long for the room to become extremely unkempt as he continued unpacking: his books laid everywhere and his t-shirts were sprawled untidily on the bed. But despite the disarray, he made sure that his guitar was tucked nicely away in a safe corner. It was the only thing he cared most about.

Porchay was sitting on the floor when he heard the doorknob to his room rattle.

Someone is here. Could it be his brother? Porchay wondered to himself as he stood up and looked towards the door to see who it might be. Porsche did say he would come to see him once he was finished with his errands.

However, as the door swung open, it wasn't Porsche who was looking straight at him, but it was none other than Mr Kim himself.

"P-Phi Kim." Porchay stuttered. The man furrowed his brows as he took sight of the mess that laid in front of him, clearly unimpressed and most certainly annoyed.

Porchay was quick to realize this for he hurriedly pulled his shirts off the bed and picked up whatever scraps of cardboard boxes that remained on the floor. "I-I'm still unpacking..." He tries to justify, as his face turns scarlet in embarrassment. This was not how he wanted their second meet up to go...

Except that Kim was not the least convinced. His expression had hardened, a scowl on his face as he glared at Porchay causing the boy to cower in fear.