Peraya One Shot

Mistaken Identity Pt. 2

Kong so desperately wanted to roll his eyes at the man who sat next to him but couldn't as his father and his new girlfriend sat across from them. His father didn't trust him to not show up to this date, even though it was the sixth on they had been on.

P'Nicky was fifteen years older than him, half Chinese, half Thai. The man was into body building and built like a tree. He was the oldest son of one of Kerkkrai investors. Kerkkrai thought it would make sense for them to date, as it would be a good business opportunity. Kong nearly rolled his eyes at that but thought better of it. There was nothing wrong with P'Nicky perse he seem like a nice enough guy, but Kong just wasn't interested in him. Yet trying to tell his father that never went well.

Now, Kong was sitting here bored out of his mind as his father, his girlfriend and P'Nicky talk business. He thought back to the last time he had a date, and he felt like crying.

It's been close to three months since the last time he saw P'Arthit. After he stormed out of Arthit apartment, Arthit would message him every day. At first it was begging Kong to listen to him, to let him explain. When Kong didn't answer those messages Arthit resorted to saying good morning, telling Kong about his day at work, his life. When Kong didn't answer those, Arthit just stopped, and what did Kong expect? For the man to keep pining for him? Arthit was handsome, funny, a great listener. There would be no way he would pin for Kong. Someone must have caught his attention.

"Kong are you listening?" Kerkkrai asked. Kong snapped out of his thoughts looking at his father.

"Yes por, you were talking about the upcoming Rojanapt charity event." Kong answer hopping he was right. Truth be told he was so lost in his own thought he didn't know what they were talking about.

"You work there right Kongpob?" P'Nicky asked. Kong nodded his head stopping himself from sighing.

"Yes. I just started. I've been employed there for three months." He answer truthfully.

"Is everyone invited to the charity event?" Kong looked at his date eyebrow raised.

"Why?" he asked. There was no way in hell this man was going to ask to be his date.

"Kong be nice." Kerkkrai said sternly. This time Kong did roll his eyes.

"I was just wondering if I could be your date if you were going." Nicky smiled wide at Kong placing his hand on the inside of Kong upper thigh. Kong glared at the man roughly pushing his hand away. How fucking dare, he!

"Since the event is two months away, I doubt I'm invited. I've overheard that only upper management and directors are invited to it." Kong stood up giving a wai. "excuse me." He said heading to the bathroom.

Kong splashed water on his face trying to get his anger under control. How dare that fucker touch him there! Kong thought he was a nice enough guy, but he was wrong. He was just a fucking perve waiting for his chance. Every date they had been on so far. Kong had sat across from Nicky, with his father. He was never alone or close enough to Nicky for this to happen. If Kong was honest with himself though Nicky was a nice enough guy, there had been something in his eyes when he looked at Kong.

"Fucking asshole." Kong mumbled to himself, scrubbing his face. He wanted to leave and go take a shower.

"Who is an asshole?" Kong removed his hands from his face, looking at the man who was standing behind him sneering. Thinking quickly Kong reached into his pocket pulling out his phone. He watched Nicky though the mirror to make sure he wasn't paying attention to his hands. He quickly turned on his camera and started a video recording. He placed the phone on the sink face down. He didn't trust this man anymore.