Emotions

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Erotic was playing on the background.

For Khaotung listening to Erotic soothe his soul.

And seeing First like this crying while being push down to the ground was the most erotic and also saddest scene he saw from his entire life.

He loves and hate it at the same time. He was disgusted but also liking it in a strange way.

Erotic but at the same time sad that's how Khaotung felt.

If only Khaotung didn't receive the news of his parents getting divorced maybe this tragic thing will not happen. Khaotung don't know how to cope about the news he received, he wanted to cry but he can't and he don't know why.

"What are you waiting for Khao. Just do it. You wanted to enjoy yourself and forget about the pain right?" Khaotung's friend name jerry said with a grin, he ruffled First hair which cause the younger one to silently cry begging for them to stop all of this.

A wave of fear washed over First body, he shivered and tried to stand up but they held him down more tightly, "Whoa there, stay still," Shin said smiling he was holding First wrist more tightly making their other friends to laugh.

"Please, don't do this..." First tightly whispered shutting his eyes. First thought Khaotung change as the older let him go back to school and visit his parents house but now he don't understand why Khaotung drag him back to a motel room.

"Okay! You all want me to have fun." Khaotung smirked, "What kind of fun?" Khaotung asked while walking towards First, leaning down and lifted First chin. Khaotung locked gazes with First teary doe eyes, it was begging for him, begging for them to stop.

"We brought...." Shin said smiling, a tinge of thrill in his voice as he brought up a big plastic and pens. ".... plastic balloons with water in the inside!" He wiggled his brows.

"Now that's call fun!" Khaotung grinned and grabbed a balloon from plastic bag along with pens.

"No, no, please stop this. S-stop." First pleaded as he was dragged harshly to the bed while forcing him to take off his uniform.

The weather was cold, and he was crying so loud making for Khao's friends to punch his face repeatedly making him to cry more while watching khaotung writing erotic words to his neck, legs and even near his private parts.

Then after that he throw a fucking balloon to First naked body making some of the words he wrote barely erased but still Khaotung didn't stop and just write more.

"K-khao please stop.." First could ever do was beg , all he ever did was beg but Khaotung never listened, they never listened. Their eyes, ears, and hearts were shut when it comes to him.

"Fucking shut up and just take it! A thing like you have no right to cry! Fucking whore!" Khaotung shouted and threw a balloon at First. freezing liquid streaming down First skin make him shiver in an instant.

"You hear me! You're just my thing." Khaotung said coldly and threw another balloon right on First face. First could feel the pain that slapped his cheek, it brought a stinging sensation to his sensitive skin. He wanted to cry again. This was too much.

It went on and on. First stop begging now. Besides, they won't stop even if he pleads and beg on his knees. He just cried silently.

And just like a song playing on the background after Erotic.

First ask himself what if the wound doesn't heal. He knows every wound should have healed it had to.. but what if instead of healing the wound grows wider and wider. What if the whole body become one big wound? Can we still revive..

Can i still revive..

First felt another tears suddenly fall from his eyes. His heart ache painfully thinking that just like a wound he knew he don't deserve of healing. Khaotung punch his face again and it aches but First can't do anything he just shut his eyes tightly and cried when he felt Khaotung touch him inappropriately again.