Let me save you | Khaotung First

chapter 2

Who is this boy

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Khaotung woke up early and desired to go for a jog today, since he wasn't going to the gym he wanted to at least do some cardio. He felt kind of swore from filming School Rangers so he wanted to jog it out before filming later in the afternoon.

He changed into some black shorts and a grey top. He put on his black cap, making sure his hair wasn't in his face. He grabbed his headphones and walked out the door. His phone, and keys on his pocket as he starts to run a route he and Mix once ran together.

He put on his workout playlist and slowly saw the sunrise as he enjoyed the view, running up and down the hill, through the park and past a small sports field. He made his way back. He ran almost an hour before returning.

Weat ran down his face as he saw his house in the distance, he slowed down as he walked the last few meters, feeling the burn in his legs, a good burn. he put his hands on his hips and took deep breaths. Letting the oxygen circulate through his body.

He walked up to his house and he saw a boy picking up papers from the ground, and stuffing it in his bag. he looked frustrated as he tried to get all his belongings together.

"you need a hand?" Khaotung asks as he approaches, leaning down as the boy looks up, surprised. Their eyes met as Khaotung stared into his big, brown eyes. Like a doe that has been spotted, his eyes widened.

"N-no I'm good" he spoke as he quickly looked away, picking up some books from the ground. Kahotung didn't take no for an answer as he picked up his pencil case and some papers from the ground, handing them over to the boy. He looked at him before taking it, giving him a polite nod as he stuffed it in his bag. "Thank you sir" he spoke as he slowly got up.

He looks up at Khaotung's sweaty face as he sees the sweat drip down his forehead to his cheek. He quickly grabbed a handkerchief from his pocket and wiped the sweat from his cheek. Startling Khaotung. The boy noticed he flinched at the sudden touch.

"Sorry," he apologised, quickly retrieving his hand.

"It's alright" Khaotung tries to treasure him with a chuckle. Seeing the boy get shy and blush, avoiding eye contact. He saw the boy had a brush on the side of his face, his lips were busted and his arm also didn't look good.

On further inspection, Khaotung assumed the boy was young but not much younger than himself. He's taller than Khaotung, slender as it looks like he barely ate. He is pale, making the bruises stand out. He has a handsome face but it looks very slender, but his eyes look lively, and a small sparkle showed as their eyes met again.

"So uh. you live here?" Khaotung tries to break the silence between them as the boy stands in front of him, holding his bag in a tight grip.

"Yeah, you live there. In that big house... " he pointed at the house next to Khaotung's, his arms were shivering as they hovered in the air. The bruises and cuts were more visible, or this boy fought at school or he got hit by a car. Either way, he didn't look so good.

Worrying Khaotung a little as he lived at the house where a lot of fights and arguments break down. He was already suspicious about violence but looking at him, gave him all the more reasons to be suspicious.

"So you are my new neighbour?" Khaotung spoke, trying to hide his concern. Finally, those brown eyes light up again. He tilted his head to the side as he showed a small curious smile. Making Khaotung's heart skip a beat. He was adorable, he couldn't deny that. The moment he looked into those eyes, he felt this weird feeling he couldn't shake off, as if he was curious to know more about this guy.