Peraya One Shot

Shifters Lover Pt. 2

 **this takes place when still in university three months after the flashback from PT 1 **

Kongpob looked at his phone a slight pout on his face. P'Arthit was avoiding him presa, but wasn't responding back to him, or seeking him out either. The last time his boyfriend was like this, he was hiding being a shifter. Was his P'Arthit hiding something else from him?

"Hey Kong why do you look so gloomy?" a soft yet muscular voice spoke from behind him. A voice he knew too well. His best friend.

"P'Arthit hasn't responded back to me. Since yesterday." Kong told him looking up at Aim as he sat down beside him.

It was Saturday afternoon, and they were in the library studying. It was the end of their first year, and their finals were right around the corner.

The plan was to study for a few hours, then go back to their dorms, before going to a gaming center, then to the bar. The seniors were supposed to meet them there too. A rule Arthit had put into place when they started dating. Kong was not allowed at any bar or club without him. At first Kongpob scuffed at the rule, finding it ridiculous, and Arthit control and possessive, but later understood why. Arthit shifter scent was all over him and other shifters could smell it.

Aim questions had made a lot more sense after Kongpob found out the seniors were shifters. Aim had been able to smell Arthit shifter on Kongpob and the first year didn't even know it. When Aim asked if Arthit was a shifter Kongpob didn't deny or confirm it. His P'Arthit had asked him not to tell anyone.

"Why not go to his dorm? Maybe he is sick." Aim stated opening his books.

Kongpob blinked a few times looking at his best friend. Arthit being sick never crossed his mind. His boyfriend had always been healthy. They had only been together six months, but in those six months Arthit had not even got a sniffle.

"You think?" Kongpob asked softly looking down at his phone, now more worried. He didn't know the first thing about taken care of a sick shifter. Would normal cold medicine work for him? Was there special medicine for shifters? Who did they go to for their sickness? A normal hospital or where there ones for shifter specifically?

"Or he is in rut." Aim whispered.

Kongpob head snapped to his best friend who was still looking at his book. "Rut?" he knew what rut was, Aim went through it once every three months. Aim had explained it to Kongpob after his first one, only after Kongpob grilled him on why he had missed three days of school. "But...how did...?"

Aim looked up sighing. He crossed his arms over his book leaning forward. "You are always covered in his scent. You should know by now that P'Arthit marks you. Not just physically. He scents you. Marks you as his own. Something only other shifters can smell. It wasn't hard me to figure out what he was."

"Do you...know what kind?"

Aim shook his head. "No. I just know he is one. The other seniors are too."

"Please don't tell anyone Aim. P'Arthit doesn't want anyone to know."

Aim shook his head. "Why would I? I know better than anyone what happens if people find out. There is a lot of cruelty in this world when it comes to shifters."

Kongpob nodded understandingly. He wasn't a shifter, so he didn't understand the full impact of those words, but he understood and emphasized enough.

"Do you really think...that is why he isn't answering me?"

"What was the last thing he sent to you?"

"Just okay." Kongpob mumbled looking down at this phone, at the screen that had since gone dark.