The Twisted Fates | First Khaotung

A distraction

"Phi, how long do you have to wear the splint?" Khao asks as he is getting ready on the Monday morning.

"2 more weeks I guess. It's getting better!" First answers as he serves the breakfast on two bowls.

"Owww still two weeks? I thought it's getting better,....you even drove the car to the university yesterday!" Khao asks in concern.

"Yeah it's getting better....I can do most of the things but I have to wear till it heals completely"

"So are you starting to take clients now?" Khao comes and sits at the table, tasting the breakfast. A smile appears on his face as he aknowledges the delicious food. First doesn't miss his reaction and feels good that khao likes his cooking as well. He quickly looks away hiding his smile.

"Not yet. Tattooing still requires steady hand and a lot more precision than other things. Khao tattoo lasts on person's body forever. I don't want to mess up with that for anyone! I need to be extra careful" First replies hoping khao will buy this excuse.

Khao nods in agreement. "When is your next check up? I'll come with you, phi!"

"It's ok khao. You will be at work that time. Anyway, have you sent all applications yet?" First changes the subject as he sits in front of him, eating as well.

"Yes I did. Exactly on the deadline for some of them. I guess my applications will be last in incoming applications list" khao pouts.

"Don't worry about it! I am sure you'll get into most of them. Your profile isn't weak!" First smiles and khao still pouts being still unsure.

"Phi! Did you change the recipe for phek soup? It tasted different than how you make usually!" Khao asks as he finishes his bowl and First coughs immediately. "Oww are you okay?" Khao gets up and hands over a glass of water to him. He rubs his back standing next to him. "Yeah...." First says as he still coughs twice.

"I tried a different recipe this time" First answers and gulps down last sip of from his bowl and then lots of water.

"I see." khao mumbles and even though First can hear it, it's mostly for himself.

First looks at khao with little fear if Khao suspects anything. Both Second and First have different cooking styles. Second learned from the streets while First learned from their hired chefs. Khao furrows his eyebrows. But before he can say anything further, First pulls him close and makes him sit on his lap. Both of their faces facing each other. Khao grasps suddenly as he feels his heart misses a beat. He stares into his eyes. First holds him by his waist with one hand and grabs his neck with the other hand. He loves how Khao's body fits perfectly in his embrace. He loves this control over him.

"phi....what happened?" Khao asks in low voice as he swallows hard. Suddenly he starts to feel so hot. Without answering him, First crashes his lips on Khao's, kissing him so hard that his bottom lip gets bruised. Khao gives in immediately. He always loves when Second kisses him out of nowhere. He kisses him back, giving full access to his mouth. Their saliva mixes as they taste each other.

After a few minutes First realizes that khao is out of breath and his hand without knowing is choking him a little. All he wanted was to distract him so khao won't be suspicious but he himself got distracted as soon as he kissed khao and smelled him and grabbed him. His touch is addictive. He clears his throats as he separates himself, breaking the kiss. He releases his neck from his grip too. What did happen to him? How did he lose his control so easily? Khao breathes out heavily and his eyes look in some sort of trans.

"What happened phi?" He manages to ask in a choked voice. Choking isn't new when it comes to Second but the way he is acting lately, it takes even khao by surprise. "Nothing...Just felt like kissing you" First admits. Khao blushes as he pulls First little down and bites his ear. He licks around it. First feels shivers all over his body.