As the days passed, Arthit found himself immersed in a whirlwind of mishaps and chaos, courtesy of Anurak and Kongpob's unique quirks and misadventures.
The Kongpob who never had any interest in household chores or what was famously called life skills by omegas, after seeing 16 year old Anurak better skilled than him, had suddenly become extremely curious, competetive and eager to gain the skill. That means ..lot of mishaps.
One morning, Arthit awoke to the sound of crashing pots and pans coming from the kitchen. Rushing downstairs, he discovered Kong attempting to cook breakfast—an ambitious endeavor that had resulted in a culinary catastrophe.
Flour coated the countertops, eggs dripped from the ceiling, and smoke billowed from the stove where a forgotten pan of burnt toast smoldered ominously. Kong, oblivious to the chaos he had caused, beamed proudly at his creation. "How is this phi?" Kong asked. " looks better than last time, right?"
Arthit nodded "Yeah...its lighter shade than coal black. "
"I know right." KOng beamed proudly," I am sure, I will get that sunset orange next time."
Anurak who has woken up thinking the house caught fire, peaked from his spot behind Arthit " Phi Thit can I exchange my kitchen cleaning duty with yours? Please."
"Mine is washroom cleaning today, Nong"
"Better than cleaning this world war site."
"I am improving" Kong said slightly hurt . Arthit instantly agreed " Yeah, see its better than last toast he made. You are improving Kong."
"I agree" Anurak nodded " and until you are completely improved , I claim washroom cleaning."
"For that cheeky comment, you will only be served toast and not this" Kong put the bowl of salad in front of Arthit. " Hmm.." Arthit put forth his best pleased expression " This looks delicious"
"Really?" Kong asked. Arthit nodded, smiling " You have got the salad game on"
"Anu? " Kong turned to Anurak. Arthit glared at the omega to keep his sharp tongue in check.
"Yeah...looks, nice" Anurak nodded. Kong looked at him in suspicion "I count on you to be truthful. You are telling truth, right?"
"It does look good but the amount of chilly you have put in the dressing is already burning hairs in my nose" Anurak commented, closing his eyes to avoid seeing Arthit's murderous expressions.
"What do you mean you count on him to be truthful?" Arthit complained "So, you think I always lie?"
"No..but you omit the truth which will hurt me phi or make me sad phi"
"Do you mean to say, I hurt you?" Anurak asked tearing " I just want you to improve phi"
"And I don't?" Arthit asked.
Kongpob was locked between his love and his son and he didn't know what to do.
"I cut my hand while preparing salad" he mock winced " It's hurting so much."
Arthit instantly took out a band aid out of the pocket in his shorts " At this rate, I think investing in band aid will save my fortune." he commented.
"Why are you even carrying one in your shorts?"
"The level of clumsy you are...I am thankful, I don't have to carry whole first aid box, Kongpob!"
"How many times did I tell you, I have no problem cooking food for us, phi" Anurak hugged Kong " Why don't you listen? See..you hurt yourself"
"Nor do I" Arthit added, rubbing both the omega's back to soothe them " Between Anu and I, we will manage."
