My Beloved Teacher ⭐

12 : 🔥

Kim was dumbfounded.
Porchay was refusing his help.
Wait what ?
Why is his good boy acting like that ?
The worse part was that Kim had acted stupidly.
He didn't really know why he grabbed Porchay's hand... He didn't want to let him go !
The young boy seemed really hurt... Maybe Kimhan shouldn't have provoked him like that, earlier.

''I'm sorry...''

Kim let go of Porchay's wrist.
Chay glared at him, puffing out his cheeks.

"It's okay, you didn't hurt me."

''What ? No, not for..Well, I...''

Kim wanted to apologize for what happened earlier with the young girl...not for grabbing Porchay's wrist.
Argh.
Why was everything so complicated?
Kim sighed, he rubbed the back of his head vigorously.

''Anyway, it's raining too hard. Come, hurry up.''

Kim did not let the young boy protest, without any hesitation, he carried him in his arms, like a princess.
Chay emitted a little surprised cry and he immediately blushed, hiding his face in Kimhan's neck.

''Sir ! Someone might see us!''

''It's late, nobody is here anymore.''

"But....I can walk, let me down...Please..."

''No.''

''P'Kim !''

Ah.
Kimhan loved it when Porchay called him that. He felt closer to the young man.
That damn teacher/student situation didn't scare Kim: Chay was young but he wasn't a baby anymore.
They both could choose what they wanted to be.
Moreover, it's not about the age, it's about the attitude.
Kimhan also knew how to be patient, he was not going to rush the young man.

''Let's go, stop fidgeting, I don't want to fell down while carrying you.''

Porchay growled something against his neck, but Kim didn't understand.
He walked straight to his car and without even bothering to listen to the young boy's complaints, he drove him straight home.

''Sorry I'm tired tonight, I don't feel like driving anymore...''

''Oh..Okay.'' sighed Porchay.

The young boy bit his lip, he often did that when he was stressed.
Kim helped him again, this time more gently.

''You need a hot shower, I left the ointment towards the bed, Anon will bring you something to eat, go to bed early and if you are finally better tomorrow, I will let you go home.''

Kim spoke while listing things to do. He could sometimes sound like a strict teacher.
Chay nodded shyly, then he fidgeted with his hands nervously before whispering:

"I'm sorry to bother you so much...I am useless lately haha..."

Kim's heart fell to the floor and broke.
He did EVERYTHING to make Porchay feel special....Wasn't that enough?
Kim frowned, suddenly becoming silent.
The young man's face paled, he seemed to genuinely feel guilty. Porchay was about to apologize again but Kim couldn't stand it.

"I..You don't bother me." Kim confessed.

''But I am just a simple student...''

He pursed his lips and gently placed Porchay on his old bed.
Then, unable to look at the young boy, he stammered:

"You're...Yo-you are.. t-the o-only one...who has the right to call me P'Kim."

Kimhan immediately left the room. He put a hand on his heart, damn it was beating so loud you could hear it from across town!
Tired of himself and his overflowing emotions, Kim decided to go down and have a drink.
Maybe Kinn will be there too.

''Anon.''

''Yes sir !''

"Go get one of those...fast foods meal that kids love so much nowadays. Porchay must eat something warm.'

''Of course sir.''

Anon immediately left the large dining room with a big smile.
Tankhun was eating with Arm and Pol, shouting and singing Korean lyrics.

"FAKEEEE LOOOOVEE.. I AM SO SORRY BUT THIS IS FA-..OIII...Kim." Tankhun glared at his little brother and he put down his fork which served as his microphone. "You don't have any food at your own home? Why are you always staying here humph...? You should just come back here already."

''Khun No...'' exclaimed Arm.

Kim rolled his eyes, he grabbed a beer on the table before sighing:

''Things are getting more complicated...''

Tankhun crossed his arms and pretended to look at his fingernails.

''Hmmmmhm... You are probably the only one making it complicated.''

''...Tan, can I ask you something ?''

Tankhun took a deep breath before blowing all the air out of his lungs and grimaced:

''No. No, you are not making a mistake. Yes, you love this kid and yes, this kid loves you too. Now. Stop being a big coward and accept your own feelings. You are the teacher, aren't you? Make the first move. Session finished, it will be 1000 Baths. Thank you.''

Tankhun got up from his chair followed by Pol who was laughing while eating a piece of cake and Arm was punching him on the shoulder...because it was HIS desert.

"Okay...thanks... I guess."

''You'r welcome stupid little bro.''

Kim put his finished beer on the table and went to bed.
Alright.
He just had to be braver.
He could do this.
Maybe Porchay was going to reject him but he had to try. To be honest, no one had ever rejected him. Well except Porchay tonight when he started to say that he will not go home with Kim.

''Nong...?''

Timidly Kim waited for the young boy to finish his shower, and he entered the bedroom.

''Oh...Why are you here ? Did you forget somethi-..?''

"...Does your knee still bother you?"

Kim's gaze fell on the young man's lap.
Porchay said a soft << no >>, but when Kim's hand rested on his injured knee, he felt the young boy shiver in pain.

''Ouch...''

"You shouldn't have lied to me, my boy."

''Sorry...''

Kim had a little mocking grin, he applied the ointment more lightly and sighed, looking down.
He felt a slender finger push back one of his long locks:

''Everything's good ?"

"Hm."

Kim could feel Porchay's body heat.
He stared into Chay's hazel eyes and it felt like the time stopped.
Their faces were close.
Very close.
Slowly his gaze slid over Porchay's luscious lips.
Beautiful, round and so desirable.

''Chay...''

The boy gasped.
Kimhan closed his eyes, resting his forehead against Porchay's.
The attraction he had for the young man was so strong that he began to breathe harder.

''P'Kim..?'' whispered Porchay in an adorable voice.

Kim swallowed.
Oh he really was....the worst teacher.