A Book Called Desire

XV. Defining Us (6)

The ride and flight to the motherland are filled with worry. The lunch is untouched.

Vegas had said he might be exaggerating by bringing them all home just because there was no movement from Chay all morning. But he also stated that he had been worried for days now, as Porchay displayed some abnormalities in his behavior but wouldn't say anything or confide to anyone.

He just likes to think for the worst and good thing happens then to think for the best and bad things happen.

Macau doesn't say anything during them. He lets Kai hold him and does the conversation with Vegas and Pete in his state.

Vegas has just got off the phone and his face has worry to death written all over it. Even Pete moves in discomfort. "He didn't touch his lunch. Dean had asked around. A maid brought it back."

"So is there confirmation from the main house?" he hears Kai asking Vegas while he is sleeping on Kai's lap. His hands don't stop brushing Mac's hair and caressing his back.

Vegas shakes his head. "Chay has never been like this. No one in the house can come into his room. Tankhun, Kinn, Kim, and Porsche are all out."

"Khun Noo?" asks Pete, surprised that his former boss is going out of the house.

Vegas nods. "He wants to launch a fashion brand. Kim agreed to fund it and said he could go crazy on it. It's a good thing. It's been years since he confined himself in that house."

"Can we authorize someone to open it?" Pete asks again.

Vegas shakes his head. "Unless you want Kim on your ass."

"Well, can he authorize someone to open it?" Pete sounds frustrated.

"You know how paranoid Kim is, especially when it comes to Porchay. He rather have Porchay locked up in his room until he gets home than let someone in his boyfriend's personal space."

"If the London thing happens again ..."

"He doesn't know about London."

"Well, maybe you should let him know!"

Vegas sighs and is on his phone again. "He doesn't pick up."

Pete lets out a frustrated breath. After a minute, he too picks up his phone. "Hello, Khun Noo? Where are you? Can you go home this instant? Yeah. I need you to check up on Porchay. Yes. We're already on the plane. We'll arrive in Bangkok in about an hour or so. Ok."

Vegas looks at him, asking without a word. "He's on his way. But Bangkok in this hour is a bitch."

Then Vegas's phone dings with a text. "Kim is out of the meeting. I think he heads home." All the people on that plane sigh a relief.

The plane finally touched down. As soon as his feet hit the land, bad news comes. "He's unconscious. Kim has already rolled him in."

Macau bursts into tears and buries himself on Kai's chest, asking for solace and comfort. He stays like that for a good five minutes, wrapping himself around Kai until he comes down. "He's gonna be ok, Baby. Don't worry too much."

Macau nods, but in his heart, he knows Porchay is far from ok. He regrets not checking on Chay for the past week. He knew something was off when he invited Chay to come with him to Japan and Chay refused, saying something about Kim being a clingy baby. His laugh and body language weren't the same. He should've insisted. That way he can keep him safe with him.

Then Kai's father calls and asks him to come home. There's an urgent matter that his father needs him to be there. Macau doesn't want Kai to go and leave, but he knows he can't be selfish.