To The Moon, For You. [BL | TIWSON/POR]

6. Friends?

The three of them walked down different Sois before arriving at the bar. They were sweaty by the time they arrived. Jorn was obviously grumpy from the walk as he complained under his breath. Por found the walk exciting, and all in all peculiar as he got a chance to observe Bangkok which is distinctively different from the Moon. Both the Moon and Bangkok were dusty but unlike the Moon, Bangkok was vibrant and very loud. Por believed he fainted because he was not used to the sensations around him. Every Soi smelled a little different, which was unlike the Moon too. Every corner of the moon smelled the same. The three of them sat down at a vacant table. Not long after they sat down, a person came up to them and placed his arms around Tiwson and Jorn. He was tall with big eyes and carried himself with an aura of grace. He was captivating to look at. 

"Ow, meaung y'all made it."

Tiwson looked at him and said

"Of course we came. How can we not? Your boyfriend is performing."

The person looked at him slightly embarrassed then looked at Por.

"You brought a new person today. Who this, Tiw?"

Now, it was Tiwson's turn to be embarrassed. Jorn laughed at the conversation before saying

"Tiwson, brought a new boy today."

Tiwson looked at Jorn in disbelief and slapped him on the shoulder hard.

"Ouch."

"Isn't he your cousin? Shouldn't you be introducing him?"

The person looked at the two of them and rolled his eyes. He smiled warmly at Por and said

"Hi, I am Tinn. What's your name?"

"My name is Por."

"You are Jorn's cousin?"

Por just smiled and nodded. He was worried that he would give himself away if he spoke too much. Tinn turned to Jorn and said

"I never heard you mention a cousin visiting Bangkok."

"Well, I didn't know that was happening till today either."

Por stared at Jorn with menacing eyes. Jorn quickly looked away from him while trying to salvage the situation.

"Por is going to be with me for a while so you guys get to know each other."

Tiwson spoke out of the blue.

"Don't you have to go to school?"

Alarm bells rang in Por's head. Oh yes, school. School was not a concept foreign. Por goes to school on the moon too. Por smiled awkwardly and said

"My parents sent me here to understand Bangkok a little better. I will be sitting in with Jorn's classes."

"With me?!" Jorn exclaimed.

"Yes, with you. Remember, my mum, told your mum about this before. I will just go for lectures with you no one would notice an extra student."

"Did I agree?"

"Well, you have to now."

Before Por could chide Jorn for almost giving them away, a guitar chord struck. Screams were heard as fans pushed closer to the stage. It was time for Chinzilla to play on stage. Tinn clapped in support and waved to the front man of the band. The front man waved back and another guitar chord struck. The front man began to sing. His voice filled the bar and Por found himself swaying to the music. On the moon, he played the keyboard and enjoyed singing to himself. He always wanted to play music with people but no one else on the Moon cared about music the way he did. Everyone else was too busy doing "useful" things such as making scientific discoveries and engineering new technologies on the moon. He looked at Chinzilla with envy hoping he could do what they were doing too. At that moment, he felt someone's shoulder touching his. He looked to the side and realised it was Tiwson. He had a bottle of water in his hand. He passed the bottle of water to Por then bent down and spoke into his ear.

"Drink up. We don't want you fainting again."

Por drank the water and realised how thirsty he was. Tiwson realised he was drinking at such a speed bent down and said

"Still thirsty?"

Por nodded. Tiwson bent down again and said

"Hungry?"

Por nodded again. Tiwson disappeared into the crowd. Por looked at him leaving feeling rather confused. Where did he go? After a while, he came back squeezing through the crowd with a plate of fries and a bottle of water.

"For you. Would you want to drink or eat first?"

Por took a fry from the plate. Tiwson placed the bottle of water on a table near him.

"Tell me when you get thirsty. I'll get the water for you."

Then they watched the show, shoulders touching, sharing a plate of fries. 

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Soi - Thai word for alley