Peraya One Shot

Paparazzi Pt. 2

Kongpob lounged on the couch watching edits of his husband laughing. Some of the edits his P'Arthit fan made were hilarious.

"What has you smiling and laughing like that?" Arthit asked walking out of their bedroom, towel drying his hair.

"IG and X. Some of the edits your fans have made of you." Kongpob told him not looking up from his phone. "they are hilarious."

"You really going to sit there and make fun of your husband like that?" Arthit asked pouting. He picked Kongpob feet up siting down laying them on his lap.

"I mean I do it anyways?" Kongpob smirked at his husband winking before going back to his phone.

Arthit groaned as he started rubbing Kongpob calf softly. "Tutah has really corrupted you."

Kongpob threw his head back laughing. "No baby he hasn't. I have always been this way. If anyone corrupted me, it would have been Bright. I have known him the longest."

"Damn I completely forgot about him." Arthit shook his head.

Kongpob looked at his boyfriend for a moment before laughing. "I'm going to tell him you said that and he is going to be so mad at you.

"Snitch." Arthit mumbled pitching Kongpob calf lightly, making the younger man laugh.

Arthit smiled at Kongpob, his heart melting. It's been four years since they became official, almost two years since they married. Arthit will never lie and say their relationship was prefect, that everything was sunshine and rainbows because it wasn't. They fought, sometimes screaming and yelling at each other, sometimes over petty things. Once he even walked out and ghosted Kongpob for a week, thinking their whole relationship was over.

Lucky they worked through everything, eventually talking everything out. Sometimes it ended in laughter, sometimes in tears, but no matter how it ended they were always in each other arms.

After the last major fight they had just two months ago, Arthit sat down and wrote a song pouring his heart into the lyric. He had planned to give it to Kongpob to make up for the fight but decided against it. Not that he was ashamed of the song, but he had other plans.

"Baby are you going to be there at my concert?" Arthit asked breaking the comfortable silence they had fallen into.

"Which day?" Kongpob asked putting his phone down. "I don't think I can make it on day one or two. They have me working over events those days."

Arthit pouted. "but...but...I wanted you there."

Kongpob sat up, moving to sit on Arthit lap. "I wanted to be in the crowed too, but they have me working a movie premiere the first day, and a few fan meets the next day."

Arthit huffed. "I thought having you work at the same company as me, I would be able to see you more and have you work my events."

Kongpob cooed at his pouty husband. "I thought so too, but they are determine to keep me away from you." Kongpob sighed. "I should resign and go back being your stalker."

"Fuck that." Arthit sneered wrapping his arms around Kongpob waist pulling him closer. Kongpob laughed wrapping his arms around his husband neck. "I like you working in the same company as me. I get to watch over you better that way."

"My big protector." Kongpob whispered smiling softly.

"Hell yeah! I need to protect my little hubby."

Kongpob threw his head back laughing, Arthit was something else and he loved it. "Why don't you do some protecting right now?" he asked winking running his hands down Arthit chest.