From Something To Everything (Bounprem)

119. Frustration 2

Prem's punch caught Fluke off guard, making him topple over. The things that were kept on the table fell to the ground as Fluke fell on the table.

The noise caught the attention of Sammy and Earth who were talking outside. They rushed over to check it out.

"What the hell is wrong with you, Prem?" Fluke hissed holding his chin.

Prem didn't reply. He was enraged. He raised his fists to punch Fluke again. This time Fluke had anticipated the attack and dodged it.

Sammy and Earth wanted to step in and pull Prem back but Fluke motioned them not to get involved.

He threw a punch against Prem's stomach. He managed to hit his target.

After being hit by Fluke, Prem's anger shot up. He started attacking like a crazed bull. He attacked Fluke with all his strength.

Fluke too, didn't hold back anymore. He went all out.

The duo crashed into the glass wall separating Fluke's office from the corridor outside. Still, neither of them backed out. They kept throwing punches and kicks at each other.

During the process, the whole place became a mess. They fought and rolled on the floor.

They moved all the way from the office area to the gym fighting each other.

"What the hell is going on here?" Boun was stunned to see the two best friends tearing each other apart. He had just arrived at the gym with Gillon.

The gym belonged to Prem and was yet to be inaugurated. Both Prem and Fluke had their own offices there.

When they couldn't find a place to practice their dance for their upcoming MV as all the rehearsal studios in their company were occupied, Prem offered to let everyone use the space.

The group of four (Prem, Boun, Fluke and Ohm) was supposed to gather there and practice the whole afternoon.

Gillon could see how fierce the duo's attacks were. He made a mental note not to get into close combat with Prem.

"We have no idea, Phi," Sammy answered Boun. "Prem said that he had something to discuss with Fluke and the next thing we knew was he throwing a fist at Fluke."

"Prem started it?" Boun was bewildered. When he sent Prem off earlier in the morning, the younger was so happy and all smiles. He wondered what on earth had triggered this amount of anger. He knew that Prem was a calm person and never used fists until and unless it was extremely necessary. Especially against Fluke.

The two younger ones nodded.

"Prem has been all worked up since I arrive. I don't know what happened. He didn't utter a word even when I asked several times." Sammy complained.

"Phi, if you guys are going to continue watching. Can you make sure that those two don't get their faces bruised? They have to go to shoot tomorrow." Earth requested and Boun nodded.

"Why are you all so cool about this? Those two are fighting like savages." Gillon saw Prem and Fluke nearly pulling out each other's hair. Both of them were injured.

"You will get used to it, Phi." Earth smiled at Gillon and patted his shoulders before leaving.

"Are they always like this?" Gillon couldn't believe that two friends who always stick together all the time and practically looked like angels could fight each other like this.

"They used to do it all the time. It is one of their ways of communicating. Ordinary people like us won't understand." Sammy answered. "I think Earth might need my help. Let me go check it out. I will excuse myself, phi."

Sammy left in that direction.

"So, are we going to just stand here and watch them?" Gillon asked Boun.

Boun nodded. "What else can we do? If we butt in, we will also get beaten up."

Gillon found it odd. Both the fight between the two and the calm reaction of the three other people in the gym.

On the floor, Prem and Fluke were choking each other. Their faces were red from the heavy exercise.

Splash

"Time out." Earth and Sammy threw buckets of ice-cold water from both sides of the duo which was trying to kill each other.

The duo instantly separated when the icy water hit them. They glared at Earth and Sammy.

"Now, get up and go change. The dance practice is in half an hour." Earth commanded throwing a towel at the two people who were sitting on the floor like drenched chickens.

Prem and Fluke panted heavily. They wiped their sweat with the towel and winced when their body ached.

"Move it. Move it. Quick." Earth lightly kicked them.

They got up from the floor with difficulty. The fight had taken more energy than they expected leaving behind bruises and cuts all over their bodies.

"You two are such an embarrassment. Fighting each other like cats and dogs." Earth put his hands on the hips and lectured.

Neither of the culprits minded Earth's ranting. They took water from Sammy and went in opposite directions.

Earth walked over to Boun. "P' Boun, can you help Prem put medicines on his injuries. I am sure that he has got a lot of bruises and injuries from the fight just now."

"Sure." Boun agreed. As there were no outsiders here, he didn't have to keep his distance from Prem like they did outside.

"Thank you, phi." Earth handed a first aid box to Boun. He knew that Prem wasn't in a good mood and if anyone could approach him at the moment without irritating him, it was Boun alone. He didn't want to go and provoke Prem again.

Boun took the first aid kit and headed to Prem's room.

"Sammy, go help, Fluke. I will go and give the higher-ups a call. I don't think those two are in a condition to dance today." Earth massaged his temples.

Sammy nodded and headed to Fluke.

Boun lightly knocked on the door before opening it and entering. Inside the room, Prem had already changed into a pair of sweatpants and was blow-drying his hair. He was half naked, revealing the bruises on his torso.

Prem halted when he saw Boun enter the room.

"Pao, are you okay? What happen-"

"Can you not ask me, Hia? It is something between me and hum."

Boun hummed. He couldn't do anything if Prem didn't want to talk about it. "Come sit here. We need to treat your wounds."

Prem finally broke out into a smile. "Why are you so cute?" he stole a sniff kiss on Boun's cheeks before sitting down before him.

Boun started cleaning the wounds and applying the medicine "Don't do this again."

"Hmm?"

"Don't fight. I don't like it." Boun wasn't really happy seeing the injuries on Prem.

"Hia, are you mad at me?"

Boun glanced at Prem who was looking at him with innocent puppy eyes. "No. I know that you are not an irrational person. You must have started the fight because of a big reason."

Prem couldn't bring himself to say that he had indeed been irrational; today.