fame

Thirty-seven

"Hey,bro focus."

"Nah i don't wanna play anymore,my fingers are bleeding you dummy."

Archen was teaching naravit playing electric guitar just like any domestic sundays.Naravit leaned his body lazily on the chair.Archen chuckled as he found him charming.Naravit pretended to yawn and closed his eyes.As the minutes turned quiet he opened one of his eyes to peek at Archen,it was just Archen staring at him.

"Bro quit playing don't stare at me like that." Naravit giggled,he felt ticklish.

Archen got up and towered over Naravit as he put both of his hands on the hand rest.Archen continued staring at him without saying anything but a smile on his face.

"What?"

"you— i—nevermind." Archen chuckled and went to get some plasters for Nara's fingers.

"Bro?"

"What bro?" Archen couldn't stop smiling when he spent time with Naravit.Naravit was so bestfriend to him,or more.He wasn't sure.He was never sure.Did he love him just because he never had a friend that matched him like Naravit did?

While Archen was bandaging his fingers,he grinned looking at Archen.

"Were you finally going to say you love me?" Naravit grinned as he brought his face closer to him,trying to be playful.
"Fuck everyday but no i love you?" Naravit raised his eyebrow,teasing him more.

Archen couldnt help himself he pulled Naravit in and kissed him passionately,he was in pure bliss,his heart felt full.Naravit's paco rabbane cologne entered his nostril.Archen loved paco rabbane,he used the exact same cologne as Naravit too but on that guy it smelt different,it smelt sweeter.

He woke up from his dream for the thousands time.Dreams of flashbacks.He jolted up from his bed and went to get his cologne on the dresser.he sprayed some of it on the air desperately trying to get a hint of the way Naravit smelt.The cold breezy air of the Positano Beach blew their curtain flowing and flew away bringing the particles of the cologne altogether.As he couldn't sense the smell anymore,his eyes pooled with tears and he broke down.Naravit,the guy of his dreams.

After years of being together,he never even said 'i love you' once to Naravit,nothing indicating love.It's either Naravit was his sex doll or bestfriend.And now 3 weeks in Italy he was losing his mind.It repeated again,the vicious cycle of him dreaming about Naravit every lonely night.

"For fuck sake,call him chen." Dunk sat on his bed,woken up by the faint sound of crying.

"He hates me." Archen whispered trying not to wake phuwin up,he had class the next day.Dunk got up from the bed and went to the balcony.The whiff of the cold breeze blew his soft hair,he was shivering as he just wearing a robe.Archen went to take a blanket on the bed and his cigs from the bedside table.He handed the blanket over to his husband.As he lits his cigarette and took a puff he coughed hard,his health level declined so much since he got here.Dunk had furrowed eyebrows as he took the cig away from Archen's lips.He took some puffs himself and blew it up to the starry sky and he watched the big waves of the sea hitting the sandy beach.

"let's go get your health checked tomorrow." Dunk looked at him in distress.

"nah baby am fine." Archen gave him a reassuring smile.

"No.listen to me." Dunk looked away and continued to watch the soothing sea.He felt like crying and he didn't even know for who.