Autumn is a second spring

46. Father

"Can I just put you in my pocket and take you along?" Ohm wiggled his eyebrows at his boyfriend.

Fluke giggled and playfully smacked his boyfriend. "Stop messing around." 

He had brought Ohm to the Rose Stone estate, the estate where his parents were staying during their visit to Bangkok. He had officially introduced Ohm to his parents as his boyfriend, even though the latter knew of it.

The four of them had lunch together and it was time for Ohm to leave. Fluke was staying back as he rarely got to stay with his parents.

"I don't want to go," Ohm whined, holding his boyfriend's little hands. He had to go to Nonthaburi for the shooting of a historical drama.

He was in a mood to play clingy with his boyfriend because neither Thas nor Remi had said anything to oppose their relationship. The meal had been pretty peaceful too. This was quite contrary to what he had anticipated.

"But you have to na" Fluke chuckled as his boyfriend acted like a big puppy. "P' Mil has been waiting for you for more than an hour."

Ohm was going to be gone for two whole weeks. He knew that he was going to miss his boyfriend.

Seeing the prominent pout on Ohm's lips, Fluke gave him a quick peck on his cheek. "Now, get going." He pushed his boyfriend towards the RV.

"This is not fair. I want one on the lips," Ohm protested.

"You are getting nothing more, Khun. You are already late" Fluke pushed him into the open RV.

Ohm looked at him pitifully, hoping to get one last kiss before he went off to the shoot in another city.

As always, the puppy eyes worked. Fluke gave a quick peck on his lips before shutting the RV door. 

The RV started moving the moment the door was shut.

Ohm rolled down the glasses and put his head and hands out. "I will call you once I am settled in." He made a calling sign with his hand. "Don't forget to miss me." He sent a flying kiss to his boyfriend.

Fluke was blushing profusely. He mirrored his boyfriend's actions, sending flying kisses back and waving farewell happily.

He didn't lower his hands till the RV was completely out of sight.

"First Young Master, Master is summoning you to his study," August, his father's secretary informed him.

The smile on Fluke's face vanished without a trace. An obnoxious feeling that he got during the dinner was back. 

"Please lead the way," He said politely.

August led him to the study. He opened the door for Fluke to enter.

Just as Fluke entered the room, a book flew his way, hit the left side of his forehead and fell to the floor. 

He looked up and saw his enraged father.

"HOW DARE YOU!" Thas was completely angered. "I ALREADY TOLD YOU THAT I WILL NOT APPROVE OF YOUR PERVERTED RELATIONSHIP. HOW DARE YOU BRING HIM HERE?"

Blood started trickling down the injured area on Fluke's forehead, but his face remained expressionless. "Our relationship is not perverted, Dad. We love each other sincerely."

"Love you say?" Thas scoffed. "How long do you think that this 'love' is going to last? It is only a matter of time before he grows sick of you and leaves you. You homosexuals don't experience what love is. You all are driven by lust and lust alone."

"I don't know how long our love is going to last. But now, at this moment, I love P' Ohm more than anyone else in this world. That is why I brought him here and formally introduced him to you as well. He is the person I want to spend the rest of my life with, Dad." Fluke stated firmly.

"Preposterous!" Thas slammed his hand on his desk, making his son flinch.

"How is wanting to spend my life with the person I love preposterous, Dad?" Fluke questioned.

"Fluke, we have had this conversation several times now!"

"No, Dad. We never had any 'conversation'. It was always your one-sided monologue on how you despised my sexuality." Fluke was trembling as he spoke. He was trying his best not to let his emotions burst out.

"Have I been too lenient to you nowadays that you are talking back to me now?"

"Dad, what you wanted was a grandchild, an heir to the business empire in your hands. And I have already agreed to your arrangements. The surrogate has already been contacted. P' Ohm chose her himself. The agreement is being signed as soon as possible."

"Surrogate?" Thas huffed. "What are you going to do with the baby once the surrogate has given birth to it? Are you planning to raise the child with the other guy?"

"Khrab. As long as P' Ohm is willing, we will raise the child together."

"As long as he is willing? What if he is not willing?"

"Then, I will make my own arrangements."

"Make your own arrangements? Fluke, children need their parents to be there with them during their childhood. The parent plays an important role in their children's lives."

"I never had you two by my side when I grew up. Didn't I turn out fine, Dad?" Fluke retorted coldly. 

"NATOUCH SIRIPONGTHON! YOU ARE CROSSING YOUR LIMITS TODAY!" Thas roared in anger.

"Please don't get too worked up, Dad. I am only stating the facts. Whatever I am today, I made it myself. My business is ten times bigger than the one you had when you were my age, Dad."

Gulping down the painful lump in his throat, Fluke continued. "The business I had built from my blood and sweat. I have never taken a single penny from you. Not even from the pocket money you used to transfer to my bank account every month as if you were paying tax for giving birth to me. Every single penny I invested into my business in the beginning came from my part-time work."

He held his father's stare. "Still, I do have to thank you for giving me my amazing genetics though."

Thas's hands were clenched tightly into a fist, his knuckles were turning white. 

"Great, Natouch! You~"

THUD

Fluke fell unconscious on the floor due to excessive blood loss.

Thas pressed the buzzer and August, who had been waiting outside the room, entered.

"Take him away!" Thas commanded.

"Khrab," August answered, before gesturing two male servants to come in and pick Fluke up from the floor.

Once everyone was gone, Thas leaned back on his chair, massaging his aching forehead.

His eyes fell on the photo frame on the desk. It was a family photo of them. He picked it up.

"Don't you realize how tough it is going to survive the society as a gay?" His fingers caressed the smiling face of his eldest son in the photo. "Why do you always have to take the difficult path when I am trying to make things easier for you? Will you ever try to understand my intentions? I don't want you to undergo the pain that most homosexual couples undergo in this society, Fluke. You can see me as the bad guy. But I will not let you jump into the fire pit like this."