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

11. Care

Por came out from the toilet dressed. Tiwson smiled at him before holding his wrist and dragging him along. Por slightly annoyed by whatever was happening wriggled his wrist away from Tiwson.

"I can walk on my own."

Tiwson chuckled and they both said goodbye to Jorn. They get to the first floor and Tiwson got into his car and Por followed suit. Por sat in the car waiting for Tiwson to start driving. Tiwson looked at Por and Por stared back at him. They stared at each other before Por spoke.

"Why do you keep staring at me? Aren't you going to drive?"

At that moment Tiwson placed his body gently on Por's chest. Their faces were inches away from each other. Tiwson looked at Por. He chuckled again before reaching his hand to Por's side. He heard a click to realise that he has been buckled in by thick straps.

"You forgot your seatbelt."

Seatbelt, what a strange concept. On the Moon, they drove Moon cars too but no one wore seatbelts. But as Tiwson started driving he realised why. At the Moon, there were barely any cars, but in Bangkok, they were suddenly in the thick of traffic. Cars stayed on both sides and they were trapped in the middle barely moving. Motorbikes weaved in and out between every crack and crevice available. Por held on to the side of the car, his eyes wide with shock. Tiwson looked at him and chuckles again.

"Stop laughing at me."

"You are cute when you are afraid. Which part of Thailand are you from? Why are you worried about traffic?"

Por was dumbfounded. He smiled and nodded his head before mumbling

"Faraway. You wouldn't know where I am from."

"But I know most of Thailand."

Por felt his face flush red and he started to fidget. Tiwson noticed how nervous he got, took one hand off the steering wheel, and gently held Por's hands.

"It's ok if you aren't ready to share. Don't get nervous."

Por smiled with gratitude. He felt Tiwson's warm hand above his. That interaction oddly enough didn't felt strange. More than anything it felt safe. Tiwson's hand remained on top of Por's for a long while until another car swerved almost hitting their car. Tiwson quickly released his hand to avoid the oncoming car. Tiwson then pressed the horn of the car and cursed under his breath. Por looked at Tiwson and for the first time, he had the opportunity to observe his face. Tiwson's face had a gentleness to it that he never noticed. There was a softness to his face that made him look very handsome. Por noticed that he was staring and quickly look away.

"We are reaching the mall in a while."

"Don't you find it odd that I don't have a phone?"

"Well, a little."

"Why didn't you question me?"

"Because I didn't want to put you in the spot."

Por felt the bubbles swarming from his legs to his cheeks. He felt his face blush and he smiled to himself.

"Tiwson is quite sweet isn't he."

Tiwson saw his red cheeks slid one hand off the steering wheel and touched it gently.

"Are you having a fever?"

Por smacked the hand away and looked out of the window. Tiwson noticed how embarrassed Por was and smiled to himself. Not long after they arrive at the mall. Tiwson parked the car and they both got off. Tiwson held onto Por's hand.

"The mall is crowded you might get lost."

Por knew he should fight. He could say that he was a grown man capable of walking alone. Instead, he allowed Tiwson to hold his hand through the mall until they arrived at the cellphone shop. It was a big shop with high walls, with plenty of phones on display. Tiwson walked into the shop and told Por to choose a phone. Por saw the price of each phone and dragged Tiwson out of the shop.

"It's expensive. Who is going to pay for it."

"I'll pay. Don't worry. You need a phone anyway."

At that moment, the watch lit up again. Por stared at it and wondered what information did it collect this time. He quickly hid the watch behind his back worried Tiwson might notice. Por walked into the shop. He asked the shop assistant for the cheapest phone available. Tiwson stopped him and chose a model on display. Por glanced at the price and stared at Tiwson with big eyes. Tiwson pushed his face away and goes to the counter and paid for it. Por ran up to him.

"It's too expensive."

"If you get a cheap phone and I can't contact you how would I know if you are safe?"

Por stood there dumbfounded. He felt the bubbles rising again this time more intensively. He blushed a deep red and looked to the floor but it was too late. Tiwson noticed how red he had become and placed two hands on his cheeks.

"Are you having a fever?"

Tiwson smacked his hands away and walked out of the store. Tiwson followed behind chuckling loudly. He held his hand and Por not knowing what got to him, held back.