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Kimhan opens the door of his car, smashing it a little too strongly for no damage to happen. He walks rapidly, he doesn’t get how everything could break down this easily. His brother just hired a babysitter, he just happened to cross paths with him, he just needed work advice for his own brother. Kim just needed someone to help him with his cases, nothing leading to this type of consequences.
He doesn’t understand how they could involve someone he wasn’t even that close to, hurting his brothers, hurting Saphyr, as much as he can’t stand thinking about it, it made more sense than attacking someone he was randomly seeing from time to time.
It can only mean that this is a warning, and this might have been the beginning.
“Hi, I am looking for Porchay Kittisawat, a boy who just got admitted, not so long ago.” Kim asks, panting and his hair being a mess.
“Hello, can I ask who you are?”
Kim bites his lips. He knows how hospitals work. He knows what he needs to do for them to let him in.
“I am his boyfriend. I called his brother but he is a little far away, he is on his way but please.” He pleads, and he isn’t bad at acting. He plays the sad mouth trick and the teary eyes. He learnt how to act, he got theatre classes to be able to gain his trials easily. It wasn’t the same type of attitude but he remembers what his training made of him, exactly to be able to use the right amount, at the right time.
“Room 56, but I am not sure that he will be awake, the surgery just ended.”
“Surgery? What happened?”
“A stab.” She explains lazily, as if it was the most usual thing for her. “Sorry, I am used to this type of situation, I might have said it too lightly.” She looks embarrassed. “But from what I heard, it isn’t deadly. He surely is going to just be fine.”
Kimhan nods. He nods and walks away. He doesn’t need more information because he will find them anyway. He has his ways.
The lawyer opens the door, there is only one bed inside, with Porchay apparently sleeping but when he gets closer he opens his eyes lightly.
“You’re already awake.” Kimhan breathes out loudly.
“It wasn’t…deep…”
“Anything cutting inside a skin is already too deep…”
“Are you being worried about me?” Porchay tries to not laugh because he knows it will hurt.
“Porchay…”
“Sorry…”
“Do you know what happened?”
“Not at all…I just walked home…and that’s it…it happened.” He says, looking at one side. He remembers the pain so well, and the way the knife just pierced through his skin, and the blood coming out. He is still a comedian of his own play, he doesn’t feel that it really happened to him.
“I see…” Kimhan knew that he wouldn’t have any clues but he still wanted to try.
“They told me…that it wasn’t deadly…”
“What do you mean, you got stabbed.”
“They said…that it was professional? Or like…that…It was too clean? Or that…I don’t really know how to explain but they stabbed me…the way it wouldn’t kill…”
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🧡 The crafty hug 🦊 ✨️ KIMCHAY AU ✨️
Fanfiction✨️Porchay, a young university student, is taking the job of watching over the young Saphyr in a house where warmth is more hidden than anything. A tenderness Porchay got from his brother and that will surprise more than he can even think Kim, the la...
