Devoir, Devotion

Obfuscate

"No! You don't understand at all!"

P' Porsche yelling drunkenly and insistently in Khun Kinn's bedroom hallway was a headache the guard standing in the hallway had experienced countless times before, each time his ears getting closer to bleeding out and his head on the verge of exploding.

The poor guy was still scared shitless, almost traumatized by the whole ordeal of his two drunk seniors.

But that does not make him respect them any less!

'The pure friendship of P' Porsche and P' Pete... It's definitely enough to make a grown man cry...' The guard thought, biting on his fist to stop the sobs ready to erupt from his throat. A single, fat tear roughly the size of chicken poop rolls down the side of his cheek, disappearing into his dark stubble.

So manly.

Though it is indeed very appreciable, the person actively dealing with the mess on the other side of the doors definitely does not think so at the moment. So Kinn would beg to differ...

If he knew how to beg, that is...

But the previously spoiled Second Young Lord of the Main Theerapanyakun Family was pretty much defenseless against his lover.

You see, being an asshole is difficult when the person you are against is your lover. And also an asshole. Plus drunk.

A deadly combo.

"Porsche, I seriously beg you, just calm down and listen to me once-"

Suddenly, begging seemed way too easy.

A shame that Porsche was drunk and inebriated enough to not register this historic moment. Else he would have done the thing he does best...

"You think I'll fucking believe you?! I know that bitch will go and kidnap Pete! And you dare to tell me that you have your security there?!" Porsche flailed around, each hand equipped with a pillow, a desperate attempt to get across Kinn who was guarding the bedroom door like a wrestler about to tackle his opponent into submission.

Ah, it seems like Porsche does not need to be sober to mock the shit out of Kinn's failure of protecting his friend.

It happened once, Porsche! Once!! God-fucking-damn it!

"My love, my Porsche, believe me- I have a guard stationed right at the door to Pete's dorm room and one at the end of the corridor. No one's gonna take him away..."

Porsche shook his head, eyes watering as he stared at Kinn with hopelessness.

Kinn watched his lover slump down to the floor before the bed, clutching the pillows to his chest.

He did feel a bit bad seeing how much Porsche cared for Pete. If honest, he will even say that he was kinda jealous of the bond they had. They were almost inseparable before Pete resigned. And he understood. Pete had thrown himself into the lion's den when he knew he would get ripped apart, just for Porsche's sake- Pete wanted to prove Porsche's innocence. And if what Tankhun said was correct, which he miraculously is in most cases, then Porsche was there to protect Pete when he escaped Vegas.

Seeing Porsche look so miserable tugged at Kinn's heart.

"My little child... You- You just threw my kid into the hands of that snake..." The lament in Porsche's voice could be heard all across Thailand from how he was weeping.

And even if Kinn wanted to point out the fact that Pete was most probably older than Porsche and technically his senior, he knew better than to open his mouth and let loose words that could potentially cause havoc no level 5 tsunami could dare mimic.