They were speechlessly looking out the bus window. The streets of downtown were full of the colorful neon-signs and energetic people. Only two of them on the bus might feel tired now. Bits and pieces of thoughts coursed through each of their minds.
Arthit started dozing off at some point, and leaned his head on Kongpob's shoulder despite himself. 'Oon...You should be tired today.' Few minutes later, Kongpop's eyes began to grow heavy and he was also conquered by sleep. The lights at the back of the bus went out as if they helped these two tired men sleep peacefully.
When Arthit became awake, he was still leaning against Kongpob's shoulder. Kongpob was sleeping, putting his head on the top of Arthit's head. Arthit carefully sat up more straight and let Kongpob's head rest on his shoulder not to slide down.
"Sorry.......", Arthit whispered to Kongpob sleeping with a tired face. Kongpob had the dark circles around his eyes and his one eyelid twitched a few times. He must have been busy working before looking for Arthit.
He put his chin on the top of Kongpob's head. "I felt myself a monster today....Nobody welcomed me.", Arthit was close to tears. Keeping back his tears, he saw beads of sweat on Kongpob's forehead. Arthit put his hand into his pocket to take the handkerchief out. However, he gave it up. He was not brave enough to wipe off this man's sweat.
"Thank you...for coming.", He whispered against Kongpob's soft hair.
"But don't be too proud of yourself." While Arthit was whispering, Kongpob already woke up from his sleep. Soon later, Kongpob finally lifted his head up from Arthit's shoulder.
"Did you hear me....?" asked Arthit in embarrassment.
"No. I woke up just now." said Kongpob. Their eyes met in an awkward mood. Just the small noise of the bus engine surrounded them for a while.
And all of a sudden, Arthit grabbed Kongpob's arm and shouted, "P! Look at that, I love that Christmas tree over there!'" He seemed to forget what he had just said but Kongpob didn't miss that Arthit's face became light pink.
"Oh P'! I forgot it's already close to Christmas!", He rarely guessed what Arthit was going to say afterwards. However, it amused him much to be with Arthit and hear the excitement in his voice.
"P'Kong.....I think the accident made me an airhead. How come I forgot it...?" Moreover, this teenage Arthit made Kongpob refreshed and lively.
"What about getting off at the next stop? We can enjoy the Christmas decorations. Of course, You can witness how different they are now from thirteen years ago."
"But........"
"We can also buy something for your mother."
"I have only 50 Bart."
"As long as you have me, you don't need to worry about money, N'."
"..........You are spoiling me now."
"Let me spoil you, Oon."
Although Arthit avoided Kongpob's teasing stare, they got off the bus and walked through the crowded street.
"Arthit, keep close to my side."
Kongpob wrapped his arm around Arthit's shoulders. Arthit slowly gave his puzzled stare at Kongpob's hand on his right shoulder. He was in two minds about whether or not to get this man to hold him. However, instead of saying something mean, Arthit changed the topic.
"P', Let me buy you iced coffee."
"...........?"
"I think that's all I can get for you."
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SOTUS: SevenTeen Again
FanfictionArthit is 30 and Kongpob is 28. They are a couple living together for almost 5 years already. One day, Arthit got in a car accident, his brain damaged. He became 17 again and lost all his memories of Kongpob... 'Obstacles in our path would lead u...
