Emotions

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"Mmh~" First whined through the stinging sharp pain in his leg while sitting up on his elbows. The mattress under him was too firm for comfort. While his brows furrowed, his eyes flickered open, there he was met with the same eyes from his dreams. Much like a dream, there was no words exchange between the two.

First eyes wondered down from Khaotung's eyes to his palm that was reached out towards him. A lump appeared in his throat from this gesture. It sent him into flashbacks of the fighting and screaming happened that night they go home.

Shakily, he reached his hand out and cuffed it over the others. He felt a gift of some sort being placed in his own palm, from there he retracted his hand and what he saw made his lump worsen.

"W-what is it Tung?" First voice trembled as he asked.

The weight on the bed dissappeared as Khaotung rose from it, pushing his hair back in the process. "Pain killers, for your leg"

First dry lips parted while his eyes studied the small capsule pills that laid flat in his palm.

"What? Why are you making that face?" The deep but also soothing voice from over him asked.

Each second that passed his lips become dryer, he almost run his tounge over them, but for some reason, even that was frozen.

"Tsk~Fine, if you don't fucking want them, then give it back."

There was a harsh tug on First wrist, yet he clenched onto the pills in his hold, not letting Khaotung have them.

"I said give them back, you're so ungrateful! I went out that night just to buy it for you because your leg was hurting right? And this is how you act! You fucking didn't even feed vaanjoy! You didn't cook food for us fucking useless!"

The boy continued on, rambling hurtful and occasionally shouting degrading words.

First chocked a sob to that and instead of answering that he was hurt. He just looked down making sure his expression was hidden as Khaotung who doesn't fucking care even though he knows First was crying he just held the wrist of it more tightly in the air.

And now even though Khaotung was still speaking, First heard nothing but the sound of water filling his ears, he saw nothing but his own tears keeps on falling, and as for feelings, There was nothing left.

"Just take the damn pills already." There was a sigh and a release of presser off his wrist.

With no drink needed, First raised his hand to his lips, from there he placed the pills into his mouth. It burned going down his throat, it was too dry, he was sure it will caused him to choke, but deep down, perhaps that was his plan.

"You're fucking crazy shit." Khaotung who was standing clicked his tounge smiling while shaking his head.

First didn't care, he didn't care what Khaotung said to him that he was crazy shit. He didn't care anymore. First leg was aching so much that all he ever want is to sleep. Hide under the covers and sleep.