lovesick ~ Kimchay

Extra : The beginning

Past

The bloody dance was about to start in a few days. Vegas really took the big step. He was about to attack the Main family.
Porsche on the other hand stressed roaming around. He would gladly die by Kinn's side but he has responsibility. He can't leave him alone like other times. He was stressed making Kinn who was sitting on the sofa stressed.
He got up and placed his hand on Porsche's waist. Hugging from behind. Softly placing his head on his crook.
Porsche relaxed a bit. Looking at the scenery of Bangkok from the top of the window. Buildings cars bike all listening with different coloured lights.
"You Should sleep, love. We don't know When we are getting it anytime soon. Vegas is Like a Hyana with an unpredictable mindset he can attack anytime. You should rest." kinn said closing his eyes. Porsche gripped his hand on Kinn's.
"That's exactly why I am worrying. Not about myself but for my brother who still doesn't know about this kind of world"
Porsche's eyes started to numb with fear.
"He is already Safe you wouldn't have to worry now" Kinn hummed and soothed him.

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Sun was shining brightly. Birds were chirping. In the haze of yellow light. Two individuals stepped out of an expensive car. Heading inside the studio. After giving keys to a black-suited person. Tall building stand in the crowded city of Bangkok. In front of everyone. But still secured. With bodyguards. With a gun or without. In disguise roaming around or in formal waiting for Boss. Owned by Kimhan

"WoW P'Kim this studio is huge"
Porchay clamoured in excitement. Fascination took over him. He threw his bag on the floor and started Running in a corridor. Like a five-year-old. Exploring the place.

With the order of his big brother Kim has taken Chay to safety. The most secure place. His parameter. His Fortress. Porchay was too small to understand. Why would a high schooler need to know about some mafia or their damn business?
With this thing kept in mind, Porsche informed Kinn and Kim not to tell anything to his little brother.
He couldn't afford to lose his brother's teenage years in amidst of a damn war.

"Slow Down Boy you will fall. And scrape your knee"
Kim yelled from behind eyeing the boy with an intense gaze to sense something in his actions or expressions. As if the lad was hiding some bitter truth from mighty Kimhan. He took the bent and took the bag in his own hands frowning.

"Ok P'Kim sorry" Chay slowed down his pace while looking at the big gate in front of him. Still Scouring the surroundings.

Kim walked beside Chay and took out the keys from the pocket and opened the gate.

They walked inside. The room was big and spacious. Containing several musical equipment. On the corner, there was a recording studio.

"P'Kim this studio is huge are you that rich"
Chay naively asked. The richest person in Bangkok was standing just behind him holding his laughter to himself.

"No little one, that's where I rent"
Kim grinned.

"No P'Kim I know it is yours"
Chay started to get confused he knew the Youngest son of any mafia family would be rich but why was Kim lying?

"Seriously I am not that rich. Does that break your dreams Little one"
He was trying so hard not to chuckle but that innocent Bambi was adorably tilting his head by being puzzled.

"P'Kim If you are broke then why do you have such an expensive car"
He questioned. Putting an accusing finger at him.

"Oh, N'Chay Does anybody told you? you are so cute!"
Kim was filled with adoration as he pinched Chay's Nose. Making him whine. His ears turned red.
"Oi P'Kim Now I will sneeze"
He rubbed his red Nose.

"Ha Ha So now Enough of the Fun time. Why do you wanna learn Music"
Kim sat on the couch while Chay was still standing at the same place.

"Because It's my hobby Duh?"
Chay responded sassily.

Kim looked at him with a surprised expression. And sighed.

"No I mean what made you interested"
Damn this GenZ. Kimhan was old to debate with him on silly matters.

"I just have a good voice so I thought I should lead the instrument too, and my brother recommend you then why not take this opportunity to the fullest Mr. Theerapanyakul?"
Kim scoffed boy really got some nerve playing with the mob.

"then let's start this session hmm"
"And you ain't get no way easy"
He smirked.

Kim picked up the guitar beside the couch and strummed. His eyes subconsciously shut as he got lost in harmony. Making Chay look in awe. His eyes brighten. It was new. New to him. He was fascinated. How those long slender fingers were working perfectly on strings. Creating a perfect melody.

Kim hummed. Chay got distracted by his voice. It was soulful. Kim opened his eyes and saw Chay gazing at him with full determination.

"Oh boy Sorry I got lost"
Kim immediately apologized to the standing figure.

"It's okay P'Kim. You sang very well even though it was just humming."
Chay praised him with a bright smile.

Kim examined His brown orbs they were saying the truth. He smiled and tapped on the empty space on the side for him to sit. Chay quickly sit and took the guitar from him eagerly.

"Woah patience Sunflower"
Kim was happy at least someone was treating him normally like a Human.

Chay touched the strings they were not too hard not too soft. It was perfectly tuned up.

"Let's Start with basic open Chords ok" Kim smiled showing his gummy smile. Chay nodded enthusiastically.

He explained to him what are guitar charts and frets and how to read them.

Kim took the guitar on his lap and Played A major and A minor chord.

Chay took the guitar and tried to press the strings. But he couldn't. "Ahhh this is hard" he whined.

Kim sighed and reached his hand on Chay's placing it above. He guided Chay's hand.

Kim's Mind halted working when it came in contact with a warm feeling. His heartbeat started to rise. Ears and Cheeks were turning crimson red. Proximity with the little boy was making him flush. He was so close to his face. He couldn't help but notice his soft features. Long lases and mole next to the eye. Suddenly his throat felt dry.

Unaware Chay who still trying to press his soft fingers felt hot breath on his face. The older man was inches apart. He quickly lowered his head. Feeling shy.

They just continued to practice basic chords for hours. Not wanting to let go of Fingers that were laced together in a comforting position.

(So this is going to be fluff. Until Kim you know what he becomes.🚫 No constant updates🚫)

17 Aug 2023