You're Mine, I'm Yours

Part 14

It was 3:55 when Khaotung slowly opened his eyes. He groaned and felt a sharp pain in his wrists and back.

"Fuck, Not again," he cursed inside his head. He wasn't planning to sleep with First again, especially not expecting he would be the one starting it.

He turned around and found First asleep next to him, sleeping so peacefully. His face looked so much softer with his hair down, like he couldn't hurt anyone. Khaotung stared at his face for too long. There was a mole on his chin that he had never noticed, as he had never paid attention to his face before. His lashes were big and his mouth, if he could smile more, he would look so pretty and more attractive. But what a shame, he had only seen him frowning.

He sits up and slowly removes the blanket from his body, trying not to wake up the other person. He looks around for his clothes, but they were all discarded. He walks towards the bathroom, cleans himself then looked himself in mirror all marked up by First on his body, the man had not left any place not to mark him, he then looked at his wrists which was bruised from the leather belt.

First was the person he slept with not once but twice, the person he is attracted to, who makes his body feel shivers. His touch is addicting; he is violent, rough, and it hurts, which Khaotung doesn't know he would like. Khaotung has never submitted to anyone, and he can't believe, but he admits that this person has an effect on him which can be dangerous.

And In his somewhat twisted mind First satisfies him, it makes him feel  complete, it's as if something he was searching for and now he finally got it which he doesn't want to let go.

Khaotung had always wanted to run away from danger, but now he wants to feel the danger. The thrill was getting him excited; he wants to risk it all and see how far it can go. Maybe it was in his blood after all, passed down from his family, always seeking danger.

"Guess I got the bad blood in me too"

He comes out from the bathroom. First was still sleeping. He walks towards First's closet and wears his t-shirt, which was a bit longer on him and he smell exactly like him that minty scent he likes so much, and wore his trousers.

He went downstairs and opened the tap in the kitchen, filled his glass with water, drank the water, and took some painkillers and swiped to open his phone, the notifications shows 10 missed calls From Ohm and 4 messages.

"Khao, where are you? I couldn't find you in the bar."

"Is everything okay?"

"Are you alright?"

"Respond to me when you see this"

Khaotung had forgotten about Ohm after David's people trying to kidnap him and First rescued, he smiled and type to message him back.

"Hey, sorry I couldn't find you. Something came up urgently that I had to attend to."

" I will make it up to you next time :)"

Then he went to Mark's bedroom. He found Mark sleeping peacefully, snoring with his favorite stuffed toy, and the blanket kicked onto the floor in his sleep. Khaotung smiled at the boy sleeping. He bent down, grabbed his blanket, and covered Mark's body with it. He was worried that he might catch cold like this.

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It was already morning when First opened his eyes and found the other side empty. Khaotung was gone, and that made him frown. The boy was too stubborn; he didn't know how to make him stay anymore. A big question wondered: why the heck was he trying so hard to keep the boy to stay? He should leave him to die. Why does he care if David finds him? It will make his work easy if David handles it himself, as he doesn't have time for this. His head was already messed up with so much going on: the mole in the family, the rivals staking their business, and now David going after Khaotung. The boy was driving him crazy.