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Ps: there is some physical disability mental health reaction in this chapter about Tankhun’s legs, please be careful 💗)
Arm doesn’t know what to do. He doesn’t know how he just got frozen staring at Tankhun. He doesn’t know but he feels that he is just unaware of how much he can overstep the prince’s boundaries. How much he can stop this hybrid-cat’s suffering. He didn’t even realise that Tankhun would suddenly just try to stand up. Try to stand up but ended up sliding on the ground, his legs unable to support his weight, unable of just working like legs. But he still tries, on the cold ground he still tries to get up but he can’t and he is losing any sanity. He is realising what he couldn’t even stare at those past days.
“Prin-ce…” Arm murmurs, staying far away from him. He kinda understood that he had been the one Tankhun wasn’t scared to cry in front of because he had nothing to lose with him. He had nothing to sacrifice from his image, Arm wasn’t even that important in this kingdom. He still thinks that he will soon be either pushed back in his kingdom or just abandoned by them. Even with those emotions, witnessing him like this hurts. It hurts a lot.
“I am going to- do it…I- Arm…come help me.” He says confidently and he has no other choices now.
He does as he wants. He helps him to stand, he can feel that he is the one to pull up his whole weight and that he is the one to support his body straight. He can’t do it alone but he can’t afford to argue with Tankhun or to try to convince him. He can feel and see how hopeless he is.
“Great, great.” Tankhun smiles crazily. “Now you can let go.”
“Prince?”
“Let go Arm.”
“But-” He doesn’t think that telling him that he will fall is a good thing to do.
“Arm!” Tankhun says a little harshly and he just does it. He lets go. He does what he was told to do and the hybrid-cat just falls again on the ground. Harshly, coldly, his body is hurt, in pain, but what hurts the most is the way he couldn’t even stand. He couldn’t stand.
Tankhun begins to sob and to tremble. He wasn’t able to stand, he can’t do it and it is insufferable for his mental health. All those days he had hoped, with rest it will work again, it will. There were no possibilities now, not any possibilities. And Arm doesn’t know what to do. Here he is stuck. It looks too personal to come closer and yet he doesn’t want to just let him be alone. He kneels next to him and puts his hand on his back and Tankhun looks at him with so much despair that he is glad, so glad that the door is suddenly opened.
“Why- why are you here!” He screams, wanting to just disappear. He doesn’t want them to see him this way. However, when Kimhan takes him in his arms and caresses his back. When he feels the reassuring smell and warmth of his younger brother, when he can hide his face in his chest, his anger is disappearing.
“We’re here.” He hears Kinn whispering and he just wants to let go of everything he had thought of always hiding.
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“Will he be okay?” Porchay asks Porsche after they walked to the king’s working room. They didn’t feel that they had the right to be around them in such a situation. They wanted to be sure that Tankhun didn’t mind them, even Arm just closed the door and was waiting in front of it. Porchay told him that he could just walk freely but he rejected, he can wait.
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Fanfiction🐈⬛ Kimhan Theerapanyakul, third son of the hybrid cats kingdom, is going to live with Porchay Kittisawat, second son of the human kingdom. They made this deal, not as a real marriage but as a political strategy to be ally and to soothe their popul...
