You're Mine, I'm Yours

Part 19

Warning : muture contents ⚠️🚫

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Khaotung's life had never made much sense to him. He grew up in a family where his father has always treated him with a certain amount of indifference. His father always hated him and never treated him like his own son.

Nothing in his life made sense to him: the way his mother never protected him when his father was beating him or shouting at him, getting drunk, or when he turned 16, how his mother killed herself infront of him, leaving him alone with his abusive father.

His father was so lovesick with his mother that he started to blame Khaotung for his mother's death. Until one day, his father came home drunk and almost strangled Khaotung in his sleep. He was 18 when he ran away from home.

After running and hiding from Song, a few months later a man came claiming to be his real father, entering his life out of nowhere. The only thing he knew was his father's name, which made him realize why his last name was different from his parents.

Song had never given him his own name because of the hate he felt towards the person his wife cheated with. Khaotung was so angry about this revelation of his parentage that he didn't want to deal with it. He didn't want to know who his real father was or why he came looking for him. He thought he was doing fine without them and ran away, hiding once again.

When he went to university, he made pretty good friends, and luckily Neo was his best friend who made his days worthwhile in some way. He will be grateful for it his whole life. He had stopped wondering about making sense in his life anymore.

Until he met First, he hated him for the way he used his power over him, threatening him. He hated everything about him and wanted to make him suffer and step on his pride like he did to Khaotung. First was a person he would never yield to. First was violent, which he hated in people, but there was something about him that made his head a total mess when he was with him.

With First, he felt like he belonged, worthy of something. He felt complete, like something he had been looking for for so long. The huge void inside of him was filled. The way First touches him and calls his name making his heart tingles and his stomach filling with butterflies.

The way he can't resist him, the way he shows ownership, looks after him, and protects him, everything makes sense; it made him feel alive.

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Khaotung slowly opens his eyes and meets First's eyes. Khaotung groans and looks at First's face. First holds his face gently with his soft gaze.

"Khaotung?" he calls softly, and Khaotung mumbles,

"Mmm." First's full lips twitch, almost suppressing a smile.

"You scared me, you know that," First says, feeling relieved that Khaotung is fine now.

"Really? I thought nothing could scare you," Khaotung questions him mockingly, getting up from a laying position and sitting on the couch.

"I'm serious," he says. First's eyes meet Khaotung's again, behind them were hiding an unrecognizable emotions that it was hard for khaotung to read.

"Who did this to you, Khaotung?" he speaks vigorously.

"Who was he?" His jaw hardens, and his grip tightens on Khaotung's hand. Khaotung sits frozen and stares at First as his hand was still holding his hand tightly. The boy parts his lips and lowers his head.

"No one," he merely whispered. First's brows furrowed like they do whenever Khaotung gets stubborn.

"Tell me, don't make it harder for me, Khaotung," First said. Khaotung couldn't believe this guy anymore; a few seconds before, he was so gentle, and now he was so authoritative.