Eyes on me

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Kim was looking through some files now scattered on his table - investigations he had carried out in hopes to shed some light into who their enemy might be. Ever since his father took ownership as the head of the Theerapanyakul family, peace just seemed so far away. While it is owing to him that the Theerapanyakul family was very powerful in the mafia world, it also brought about unnecessary attention from other individuals vying to take that title away.

Kim's brows knitted in despair as names of possible candidates ran through his head. He rubbed his brows with his fingers, when Big entered the room.

"Khun Kim." Big greeted, "Khun Porchay is waiting for you at the studio."

"He is?" Kim swirled his chair around to face Big, mouth slightly agape in surprise.

Big nodded. "He says he has to submit some lyrics assignment..."

Right. Kim recalled telling Porchay to draft a few lyrics and he'll go through it with him this afternoon but frankly, he was not expecting the boy to actually show up, not after last night anyway. He did say some really harsh things to the boy which he felt bad for, yet at the same time, he was also rather...confused. He didn't know why he reacted that way or said those things. In part, it was probably because he was afraid that their arrangement would get exposed. But more so, just seeing Porchay speak to Macau was enough to get his blood boiling.

"I can send him back home if you're unavailable, Khun Kim." Big suggested when the young master didn't respond, seemingly deep in thought.

"No,no. That..wouldn't be nice." Kim said, shocking Big slightly as it was the first time the young master had ever spared so much consideration for someone he barely knew, which was very unlike his wary self.

"You are busy yourself too, Khun Kim. You barely have enough time." Big continued, seeing the frown deepen on the young master's face. He guessed that the brunette must have been worried about canceling on Porchay but then again, the young master really had a lot on his plate. For one, he has been troubled with sorting out the family affairs and for two, he has an upcoming concert which he has been rehearsing long and hard for, with little time else to rest aside from the short naps in between travels.

"It's okay to reschedule your appointment with Khun Porchay. I'm sure he'll understand." Big added on in hopes to persuade the young master, but before he could say anything else, Kim was quick to dismiss him despite the weariness evident in his eyes.

"Prepare the car. I'll be there shortly."

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Porchay sat in the studio, hanging his legs over the chair as he waited for Kim to arrive (if he was ever going to). He had scraps of paper in his hand with lyrics he had written so far. This was his 5th revision so he's banging his entire hope on it. It was his only shot to get into music school.

That being said, he really needed Kim's help but he wasn't sure if the latter was going to turn up as agreed because he was pretty livid yesterday. Speaking of which, after thinking about it, Porchay felt that he was right to be blamed for not being careful. What if Macau had bad intentions which could jeopardize his and everyone else's safety?

As guilt overtook him, Porchay couldn't help but pout as he stared at the door, dejected. If Kim wasn't going to come, he'd be on his own for the college entrance exam.

However, it appeared that luck was on Porchay's side, Just when all hope seemed bleaked, the door opened and through it came Kim in his usual black shirt and leather outwear.

"Sorry I'm late." The brunette said as he took his seat next to Porchay with his guitar in hand.

"I-it's all good." Porchay couldn't resist a smile now that Kim was here as he shifted nervously in his seat.