Kongpob stepped out of Arthit's cabin. He didn't know whether to feel happy or cry. He had always been Arthit's Omega. He had dreamt of Arthit asking him to be his mate. His life partner. He had dreamt of a white picket fence with Arthit.
Those dreams were not yet vanished. He still had a large portion of his heart and life occupied by one charming yet daft alpha, Arthit Rojanapat, who even in games never let Kong become anyone else's mate or Omega. And never became anyone else's mate or Omega. Kongpob was reserved for Arthit and Arthit for Kongpob.
When they played Thief and Police Game, he made sure Kong was always made a police. Even if he were to be a thief, Arthit made sure no kid would dare even pretend to beat him. If anyone even tried as a joke, they had to meet with Arthit's fury for real.
When they were children, Arthit had each year - one or other concerning remark about being impatient and inciting violence - all of those fights were started because someone tried to bully Kongpob. It had made Kong feel special. But soon, he came to know it was Arthit's nature to stand for those who cannot stand for themselves. Still, there was a hope that for Arthit, he differed from other omegas.
His illusion was ruptured on the first day of Arthit's college.
As Arthit entered the bustling college campus, his excitement for the first day of classes was palpable. He had his schedule in hand and was ready to take on the challenges of higher education. However, his enthusiasm was momentarily dampened when he noticed a commotion near the mini-bank on campus.
Curious, Arthit approached and saw a chubby omega, whom he recognized as Toota, a fellow student, being denied access to his bank account. The omega looked flustered and frustrated as he tried to reason with the bank officer behind the counter.
"What's going on?" Arthit asked, stepping closer to the scene.
Toota turned to Arthit, his expression one of desperation. "They won't let me withdraw my cash because I don't have an alpha caretaker or guarantor," he explained, his voice tinged with frustration.
Arthit frowned. It was unfair that omegas were subjected to such discriminatory practices simply because they lacked an alpha's oversight.
Without hesitation, Arthit stepped forward, determination blazing in his eyes. "I'll be Toota's guarantor," he declared firmly, turning to the bank officer.
The officer blinked in surprise at Arthit's sudden declaration. "Sir, are you sure?" he asked, taken aback by Arthit's offer.
"Absolutely," Arthit replied, his voice unwavering. "You can register Toota as my charge. Deduct his fee from my card. And..." He took Toota's hand and made him stand in front of him. "He must not be denied to withdraw from his account even if he comes alone."
Toota's eyes widened in disbelief at Arthit's gesture. "You don't have to do this," he protested.Arthit shook his head, offering Toota a reassuring smile as he turned back to the bank officer.
"Now, can we proceed with the withdrawal?"
The bank officer hesitated for a moment before nodding, clearly impressed by Arthit's determination and sense of justice. With Arthit now acting as Toota's guarantor, the omega was finally able to access his funds without any further obstacles.
