"What are you still doing here? Get out of my sight.." Kinn roared making Porsche run up to his room Kinn spent the night with the love of his life, Thawan while Porsche cried his heart out at seeing his husband with another man.
The next day Porsche would just forget what Kinn did and would be his usual self and help Kinn with his day-to-day work, even with Kinn's angry glances and shouts, even when Kinn pushes him away.
Another week later Kinn took Thawan back home and it began a daily routine.. No matter how late Porsche waits for him with food, Kinn never had Porsche's food and even throw away the packed lunch prepared by Porsche.
He repeated bring home Thawan and it would end up being caught by the waiting Porsche. Thawan always had a smirk while Porsche always ends up crying.
"Kinn..I feel bad..that boy looks at me weirdly.." One day Thawan complained.
"What are you looking at? Didn't I tell you not to wait for me.." Kinn shouted making Porsche scared.
"But..But ..Kinn your food..I made di..dinner for you.." Porsche stutters.
"Who needs your filthy food.." roared Kinn making sure to throw the food on the table to the floor without care..
It's been close to One year and no matter what Kinn did Porsche didn't ask for Divorce. Porsche made a show in front of his family.
It is a show of a happy husband making Kinn play happy house along with Porsche making Kinn's anger and frustration build up Kinn started hitting Porsche, Physically and Mentally abusing him and the poor young man remained quiet and never utters a word to defend himself.
"Uhm... I made breakfast" said Porsche in a low voice offering what he made to Kinn.
"Oh god.. Seeing your face every morning makes my whole day ruined. I'll get some food on my way to the office" hissed Kinn and bumped the young man by his shoulder causing Porsche to stumble back a bit. Not only that, Kinn made sure to give a slap to the young man as bumping him was not enough.
Random Kicks and Slaps being thrown at Porsche have been a daily routine to Kinn these days. But Porsche stays Quiet no matter how painful the punches are.
Another day started making Porsche start his day with a Slap and he was attending to the garden as he is not allowed to have any house helpers.
"You don't have anything to do..why waste money on helpers " Kinn's words and Porsche accepted without complaining. Suddenly Porsche's phone rings, "Po..oo! How are you?" a familiar voice spoke in cheerful greetings.
"I'm alright P'Yok, how are you?" greeted Porsche in a fake excited voice covering the sad tone in his voice..
"Oh. we all are doing well, by the way, how's your married life?" Yok playfully asked expecting to hear the bubbly boy's cheerful voice. But he sensed something was wrong..
"yeah.. it is ok..we are doing good" answered Porsche but his tone seemed to be sadder.
"Po Baby, I know you well. Are you ok? I know that tone spills it?" Youk noticed his demeanour since Porsche always had been a happy and bubbly person. Always cheering and a chatterbox. Always smiling with excitement, something is really wrong
"You are mad P'Yok..Really I'm fine" Porsche sighed trying to brush his best friend off.
"Porsche I'll come right away to visit you, I feel something you are hiding from me?" threatened Yok since he was starting to get worried. He knows too much about Porsche.
The sudden announcement made Porsche panic and Porsche got worried when he looked at the bruise on his cheek and the split lip.. it's going to be hard to lie to P'Yok. he bit his lower lip as tears fell from his eyes.
"Fine, me and Kinn don't get along, you know this is an arranged marriage. We're not used to each other yet" Porsche lied.
"Oh... I was scared..well.it happens.. the s arranged marriages take some time to get used to each other's.., but when time passes you guys would be okay" said Yok with relief.
"I hope so," the young man said. That's the only thing he prayed to god every day..to lead a happy married life with Kinn. He has fallen in love with Kinn at the first sight. All these past months he had only one hope and that's Kinn's love. Nothing else matters.
"Well, I got to go, sweety..we miss you so much..you know all the directors want you and they really disappointed hearing you gave up your acting career.." said Yok making Porsche sigh.
"hey..now I am married. I don't want to act anymore.., but please say hi to everyone for me" Porsche giggled remind the mischievous work he had done along with his friends.
"Ok..Hon..Bye ..see you soon ..Love you " Porsche hanged the phone but he looked at himself at the mirror..I really need to cover these bruises..he thought to himself.
After that call, Porsche cheered up a little but it didn't last long as Kinn's mother called him and she suggests to bring Lunch for Kinn. Crystal came to their home to pick him up and dropped him in Kinn's office. She felt they are not close enough and she tried to help them to build up their relationship.
Being an actor and walking to his husband's office for the first time made him awkward as there were many eyes looking at him. The fans were taking pictures from afar and he was thankful as the fans were polite and didn't come too close to him. , he came to the reception to ask if he can go up to his office only to deny.
"Sorry, Mr Porsche..Khun Kinn is busy and wishes to send you home" said the secretary who came to see and inform Porsche making him disappointed.
As Porsche left with his head down, "I feel sorry for him, I mean Khun Kinn is a bit harsh don't you think?" Pete, Kinn's bodyguard pointed in sympathy at Big, Kinn's secretary. But they were helpless only they could do was sigh. They clearly saw Khun Kinn having lunch with Thawan at his office. while his husband is waiting at the reception only to turn him down.
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Lost Gift
FanficWhat if Kinn couldn't treasure the Gift he received from heaven... This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, events and incidents are the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or act...