SOTUS: SevenTeen Again

Prologue - A Bad Hair Day

This year Arthit turned 30 and Kongpob became 28. They are a couple living together for almost five years already.

Christmas  was just a month away. Twinkling lights and Christmas trees already started flooding over the department stores and gift shops in downtown. Unlike the Christmas moods, Arthit was usually busy with his work around this time of the year. He hadn't been able to spend  Christmas with Kongpob for the last two years, which would not be exceptional this year.

As Arthit was supposed to go on a business trip tomorrow, he would have a lot of work to deal with at work today. However, a total disaster started for both Arthit and Kongpob from the beginning of the day.

Arthit woke up later than usual. The facet handle in the shower booth suddenly broke off while he was taking a shower right after Kongpob  had done it. When he stopped the water, his hair was full of shampoo bubbles, dripping down from his hair to his chest to belly to 'his treasure' to all the way below the thighs. He was totally pissed off.

"Kong!"

"........."

"Kong!"

"..........Yes?"

"What the f**k did you do in the shower?", Arthit shouted, holding the broken facet handle.

"..........I did nothing, honey."

"How come this f***k****handle....hfoehiehfowhii...you...hfhfhhehe.....!"

"Please, don't be upset, Oon."

"Damn it! fjfhifhifhifhsfhsifeisfeififi! How can I not be upset! I am already late! What the fuck!"

He ended up having a trivial fight with Kongpob, the calm soul only for Arthit. Kongpob had no responsibility for his oversleeping and the broken facet. He even had set the alarm for Arthit for a repeat performance before bed. It was Arthit that ignored the alarm sounds repeatedly filling the air. He himself had overslept, covering his one ear with Kong's hand, clinging to Kong in Kong's arms, rubbing his face against Kong's chest and resting his one leg on Kong's belly, as always. Since they slept together, Kongpob had been a perfect sleep package for Arthit. So, his oversleeping must have been partly caused by Kongpob's presence itself. Of course, Arthit already knew his oversleeping had surely been one of his disadvantages since high school.

"I'll drive you to work, honey."

"Let me catch a cap. and you know? I am just angry with myself, not you, Kong!"

"Honey! bring your sandwich with you."

"Sorry, I have no time! See you tonight!"

He took a taxi in anger towards himself. To make matters worse, he met the heavy traffic jam on his way to work. He, though, regretted refusing his partner's kindness, it was already too late. He strongly sealed his lips to relieve himself from a sudden stomachache and suppress his temper. Then his phone displayed a message from Kongpob.

[honey, everything will be okay. Send my morning kiss.]

Kongpob texted first and comforted him during the taxi ride.

[I'll cook dinner for you tonight. Take care.]

A half smile crossed his lips when another one arrived on. It was going to be Arthit's turn for dinner tonight. Arthit thought Kong knew too much about him. Something irritating him disappeared, thinking of Kong's gentle smile. His mood became less intense, just Okay.

However, the other disasters at work had occurred in a row. First, a company newbie made a few mistakes while confirming his business trip itinerary. Second, his boss suddenly demanded him to change the core of his presentation he had prepared for the biz assignment for the last three months. Last, for those reasons, he couldn't have any food even a glass of water and had to work without a break until late afternoon.