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“If I summarise…” Porchay says, looking seriously at Yok who just explained everyone’s ideas. She stayed into Tankhun’s room, where everyone gathered without Jom and without the King to be less suspicious. They all had a heated conversation about everyone’s role in this revolution. They agreed on something, something Porchay is hardly accepting. “So…Tankhun and Hia are going to hide away…I can…ask them to take Twinkle with them…” He whispers for himself. “Kinn and Arm are going there…Gero and Jom will be somewhere as a backup…you stay here…and Kim…Kim is staying but will join Kinn and Arm sooner than later…”
“This is exactly what they decided.” Yok nods, not looking as confident as she can always be.
The king’s thoughts are scattered all over the place. He is desperately hating the fact that he can’t be part of this, he can’t officially, from his position, take the initiative to be part of this war. He can’t condemn his own population to pursue a war which is so personal to him. They don't even want to just abandon it. They know that Gun might want to expand this territory, letting a bad king acting freely when he isn’t even legitimate is too dangerous.
Porchay still hates what he hears. Him staying there while Kim will be in danger. He can’t stand this but he has no choice than to agree. All that they decided look good, too good for it to go well but there is always awful surprising happening in conflicts.
“When are they going?”
“Today.”
“Today? I am…wait…that’s so close I-”
“I will give Twinkle to prince Porsche and prince Tankhun so you won’t have to look suspicious king.”
“Thank you…” He guesses, he only guesses not convinced at all. It was too soon. He doesn’t like this. “Yok, between us, honestly, what do you think about it?”
“I think that something definitely needs to be done…”
And the way she is so vague with her words isn’t reassuring him at all.
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They all went away, they all went away at different hours and by different doors, playing innocent and talking about going to the museum or to the market. It could look suspicious, it could but they didn’t go to see the king. They didn’t try to have a conversation with him as if they were going to be home soon.
It saddened Porchay a lot. He couldn’t even hug Twinkle before Yok found a way to hide him for Porsche and Tankhun to protect him.
“What’s with your aura…” Kimhan says, Porchay back in their room. He doesn’t like at all what he is witnessing. His instinct is kicking again, and he doesn’t know if it is because he is worried for his lover or if it is about what might happen to him.
“I…couldn’t even hug them…” He sighs.
“But you can hug me.” Kimhan playfully says, walking to him and pushing Porchay lightly against the door.
“What are you trying to do?”
“Me? Nothing…” Kimhan shily says, trying to play innocent, his body trapping the King, his hands caressing his waist.
“You’re unstoppable…come here.” Porchay fakely acts annoyed before pulling on Kimhan’s arms and hugging him tightly. The hybrid-cat smile, loving this sudden tenderness. He embraces tightly the king, feeling the earrings’ sound so close to his head. He smirks proudly, taking one in his teeth like he already did.
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🐈⬛Ears to survive, ears to scratch ♥️ KIMCHAY AU ✨️
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...
