First was sitting in his morning class, he was extremely bored since he had already finished everything he was assigned to do. First is an engineering major at Kasetsart University in Bangkok, Thailand. As First sat there trying not to fall asleep, his phone went off. It was a text from his best friend, Joong.
"Hey! I just met the new kid in my class! He invited me and a few of our friends to a party at his house. He's filthy rich dude. Wanna come?"
"Sure, what time is it? And is who is all going" First texted Joong back, he wasn't really interested in going to a party, but he knew his friends wouldn't stop bugging him if he didn't go. First grabbed his stuff and left class early.
First lived with his uncle since he didn't have the money to live on the campus in a dorm. First walked 16 minutes everyday from his uncle's house to the university. First left the university and went to his uncle's house, he opened the door and was met with a familiar scent of alcohol and cigarettes. His uncle was a big alcoholic, he always had to go and clean up after his uncle. First walked in and went straight up to his room, he opened his door and saw that his uncle was waiting for him, he was sitting on First's bed.
"What the fuck are you doing home so early?! Your teacher called me and said you were sick, did you fucking lie?!" His uncle was always screaming at him, it was really nothing new.
"No, I actually wasnt feeling good. I wanted to just come and lay on my bed" First knew his uncle didn't believe him, but he was still going to try and lie his way out of this. He knew that if his uncle caught him lying, he'd beat the shit out of him. First went to open his mouth to say something else, but was met with a loud crash. First's uncle had thrown his beer bottle at the wall next to where First was standing. First flinched and closed his eyes, and didn't open them, not even when he heard his uncle stomp towards him. First took a deep breath and then felt the wind on his back from his door being slammed shut by his uncle. First opened his eyes and turned around. He locked his door before falling to his knees. He tried to hold back his tears, but he just couldn't. He reached into his back pocket and saw he had a text from Joong, instead of texting him back, he called him.
"Joong....send me the location of the party" First's voice was shaky and the fear could be heard even if he was Miles away from the phone.
"Okay, I'll send it now...but, are you okay? You sound a bit off" Joong was the only person that knew what his uncle was like. He had been over when his uncle was drunk, Joong saw first hand what First went through
"Joong....just send me the fucking address. I'll be there soon"
Joong sent the address of the party and First saved it into his phone. First sat at his desk in the corner of his room, and started to work on his project for class. He worked on his project until it was about 6:45 at night. First grabbed his stuff, and his keys. He made sure his bedroom door was locked before opening his window. He got out of the house through his window and ran straight to his car. He got in his car and Once he got his stuff ready, he turned on his car and sped off. While he was driving, he didn't notice the tears running down his face until his vision got blurry and then started to feel the tears on his neck and his shirt. He pulled over to the side of the road and calmed himself down
"It's okay...I'll go to this party, then I'll stay the night and Joong's place. I don't have to go back home until tomorrow night"
First grabbed his phone and put the address for the party into his GPS. It was almost 30 minutes away, he did not want to drive all that way, but he also didn't want to turn back and go home so he just dealt with it. First got to the party and texted Joong.
"Hey, I'm here. Where you at?"
"I'll be there very soon. I'm picking up Dunk and Phuwin right now"
"Joong, why are you picking Phuwin up? You could have texted me, I was already driving past his house"
"No offense, but we don't really trust your driving"
"What the hell does that mean?" To say that First was irritated was an understatement.
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"Fuck you, I'm just going to go in. Let me know when you're done being an ass"
"I'm joking! Phuwin just wanted me and Dunk to pick him up so he could talk to Dunk, that's all"
"Okay, let me know when you guys get here. I'm already ready to leave" First put his phone in his pocket and went into the house.
First went into the house and was absolutely stunned. He remembered that Joong said this was the new kid's house. Joong really wasn't lying when he said this kid was filthy rich. First went in and looked around, there was at least a hundred people in just the area be was in, and more coming in. First was approached by a guy who looked like he used hundred dollar bills to wipe his bratty ass.
"Hello there....What's your name?" The guy asks First.
"Oh, hi. I'm First." He tried to walk away, but was stopped by the guy's voice.
"Oh! You must be the one Joong was telling me about. Well I'm Neo, the new kid. I'm the owner of this house"
First nodded and walked off. He didn't really care too much about Neo or the damn house. He just wanted to drink and maybe smoke a bit once Mark and Khao got there.
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Golden Boy
FanfictionThis is a fanfic about FirstKhao, I'm turning this into an actual book (hopefully) and I'll be using different names. lots of smut, fluffy, angst, ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️MAJOR TRIGGER WARNINGS OF ABUSE AND ALCOHOLISM⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ THERE WILL ALSO BE MORE SHIPS AND...