4 years ago.
Arthit woke up from his sleep. His head felt very heavy, maybe he had drunk too much last night?
Arthit felt himself lying on a soft mattress. How did he get to his dorm? Did he call a taxi himself? Or did someone take him home? Arthit couldn't remember.
Arthit looked at his body covered with a blanket. His body was clean and smelled good. Did Arthit take a shower last night before going to bed? Arthit couldn't remember either.
As Arthit tried to sit up, a sharp pain shot up from the back of his body. Had he fallen down last night? Or did he get into a fight with some street thugs? Shit! Again, Arthit couldn't remember.
Arthit began to look around the room. It took him a while to realize that it was... not his room. Panicked, Arthit immediately tried to stand up, but again the pain from his head and body forced him to lie back down.
Arthit was starting to feel scared now. Who had taken him last night? Did he go with a stranger and spend the night with them? Shit! Come on Arthit try to remember something!
The last thing he remembered was that he was very sad last night and decided to drink a lot at a bar. Arthit also remembered seeing two of his juniors who were laughing and spending time with their friends.
After that... what happened? Arthit couldn't remember.
Did they bring him to this hotel? But why? Why didn't they take him straight to his dorm? And where are they now?
As if to answer his question, someone came out of the bathroom fully dressed. One of the juniors he met at the bar that night, Kongpob.
Was he the one who brought him here?
"You already awake, P'Arthit? How are you? Are you hungry? I bought breakfast and medicine for you." The junior asked casually, not seeing the confused look on Arthit's face.
"Did you bring me here?"
"Yes P'."
"Um.. Kongpob, did I fall down last night? Or did I fight with someone? My body hurts, especially my back."
Arthit could see Kongpob flinch at his question, why? Did he say something wrong?
Wait...
They were in the hotel room, just the two of them. Although his body was clean and sweet-scented, he was still naked under the blanket. Also, his back hurt so much, could they... no way! Kongpob is not that kind of person.
"You... don't remember anything P'?" Kongpob asked with an incredulous look.
"Remember what?!"
Please don't say things I don't want to hear Kongpob.
In a quiet tone, Kongpob replied, "Last night we... we did that."
"Did what?!"
"That... you know what I mean."
Wait... no way!
"Don't mess with me Kongpob."
"I'm serious P'." He replied firmly.
"You can't possibly do that, right?! Tell me the truth."
"Sorry.. but.. It's true.. you and I, we.." Kongpob who couldn't continue his words now bowed his head.
Hey... this isn't real right? So they really did that?!
"NO! NO WAY! THERE'S NO WAY WE DID THAT RIGHT?!"
The junior was silent. Arthit could see Kongpob clenching his fists, holding his anger. Was he upset? Was he upset after doing that to him? Seriously?! Shouldn't Arthit be the one upset?
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FanfictionSOTUS Fan Fiction. Arthit and Kongpob both had regrets in the past, how did they overcome those when they finally met again? Notes: bxb M-Preg Harsh/curse words. Some characters belong to the original owner, Bittersweet. All photos are credited to...