lovesick ~ Kimchay

Attack

Porchay waited more than 8 hours for Macau to open his eyes.
Cau was looking paler than the old winter moon.
"Chay" no reply. "Chay do you hear me," Macau said while looking up to try to find Porchay.
"mmm hmm yeah are you fine? Pain anywhere?" chay said in the morning voice while slowly opening and rubbing his eyes. It was the most beautiful site in the world looking. Macau smiled.

He yawned.
Chay wanted to ask about last night.
But didn't want to stress out Macau in the early morning.
"you know you can ask," Macau said while looking at the confused face.
"I was attacked in simple and it's not safe here anymore. We have to move as soon as possible"
Chay didn't say anything. He knew it was Kim. His gut feeling was right.

The morning wasn't pleasant commotion was everywhere.
The guards were doing the last defense exercise. They have been informed attacks can happen anytime.

Chay was taking care of Macau.
Abruptly half of the patrols were going away.
Brixton's gang started to retrieve from the area.
Few loyal Kittisawsad guards were only left.
"Sir Brixton has betrayed us" one of the bodyguards spoke.

"Fuck those American shits they are snakes."
"Kim must have doubled the amount of money". He sighed.

"You'll do surveillance outside the floor," Macau ordered.

2 hours later.
Macau and Chay stand drinking coffee on the balcony.
"Sir no sign of any unusual activities".
"Hmm, you can go"Chay uttered softly.

A loud thud can be heard.
Both of their heads moved swiftly toward the back.
The scene was horror filled lifeless body was on the floor.
From the middle of the eyebrows, blood was coming out.
It was a sniper shot.
They both run to take cover in the house.
Bodyguards fighting outside can be heard and
Suddenly all went silent after irregular gunshots.
"let's go Macau. I know an exit from the back door" Chay whispered.

He took one gun from the cabinet and the other from the nightstand.
They were rushing out of there without making noise.
"Stop right there Khun Porchay" A loud growling voice shouted. In an authoritative manner.

Porchay didn't look back Macau was in front of him. He was falling but then Macau dragged him with his one hand.
They started to shoot bullets. Without hesitation, they slipped through the back door and started the emergency fire alarm. Causing water and smoke to come out.
Kim's killers were dumbfounded.
All the entries are locked on their own.

On the back stairs.
"Ahh damn it bullet scratched my arm"
Chay's skin started to burn as he hissed in pain.

"Cau are you alright?"
Noticed blood on his head drifting.
"Shit we need bandages" Chay started to panic.
"they are in the car we need to go downstairs."
Macau spoke.

With both backs attached, they created a safety formation with guns in their hand. Looking at every voice and place.
But nothing was set up.
They quickly started the car and moved toward Macau's secure cabin.

"I think we need to change our identities"
"I am sorry. It's all happening because of me you got hurt and others died"
Chay expressed and began to sob.
"It's Fine don't blame yourself. We know it wasn't your fault." Macau said while hugging.
"Hmm I should change the bandage," Chay sounded to avoid the topic.

On the other side
"I GAVE YOU MONEY TO CAPTURE HIM NOT GET CAPTURED"
"YOU SHITHEADS" he roared.

'BANG BANG BANG'
Kim fired his gun at them.

"Sir Khun Porchay headed towards South this time"
Michele conveyed.
"That little demon wouldn't sit like a doll in one place. Why are you so hard Chay?"
Kim was frustrated but he wanted to be with Chay.
Maybe for revenge or love.

Past:

16 years old Porchay was looking for Kim.
"Kim do you like this beat?" he found him in his office.
Kim was indulged in paperwork.
'Ring ring'
Someone called him on his phone.
Ignoring the little one.
"Hello, yeah bring him to bars yeah hmm nvm"
Talking some business.
A few minutes later he saw small Porchay sleeping on the couch with an air pod in his hand.
His eyes soften at the site of a doll-like human.
He took the pod and listened to the beats created by him.
He was charmed. At such a young age, he could come up with these.

He saw his past in him.
He was the ray of hope in his gloaming life.