**Previously, Arthit met an old man, the late granny's former secretary , at the Kong's company
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At first, Arthit tensed up, wanting to escape but the old man seemed like a generous, caring grandpa.
"......... Nice to meet you, sir.", He politely greeted the man with a Wai.
"Are you waiting for Kong....?"
"....Yes, I, I brought his documents..."
In the very next breath, "Ai'Oon.....?", he heard Kongpob's voice.
"...........Ko, Kongpob. Here are your documents.", Arthit couldn't call him P'Kong because some people in here would obviously know who Arthit was.
"........Thank you, Oon. Boss, you should be in the meeting room."
'..........Boss....?', Arthit quickly looked at the old man again. Only then did he realize the staff around them gave their attention to the old man.
".........Okay, Okay, Stop nagging me please." The boss raised his hands in a gesture of surrender to Kongpob.
"Arthit, This boy used to be cute.", He shrugged as if to say, 'but not cute any more.'
"Sorry, Arthit, I am a little bit busy. I can't....", Kongpob said. "Oh, Kong", The old man disturbed him. "A busy and tiring day. right?", He pulled something out of his pocket: two pieces of candy.
".......Here is Uncle Cherry's special.", He put one in Kongpob's mouth.
"You too, Khun Arthit. It's my small gift for you.", He put the other into Arthit's mouth this time. It was cherry flavored.
"See you again, Khun." As the old man was walking towards the meeting room, everyone made way for him respectfully.
"I'll see you to the elevator, Oon....wait, on your..."
He tried removing an eyelash on Arthit's upper cheek but Arthit avoided his touch, aware of the others' stares.
"I sa, saw the newbie who gave the cookies to you."
"Ah,.....really. ", Kongkob's answer was short, indifferent.
".....Is the newbie his daughter...?", Arthit asked, looking down to the floor.
"Yes.", He Shortly answered again.
"Do you know her well.....?" Arthit faked a casual tone.
"No.", Arthit felt Kongpob not interested in whatever he was saying now.
"The cookies she made were really good. I liked them." Arthit's face was deathly pale.
"Really." He stared at Arthit this time. Arthit managed to avoid his eyes.
"Oon, I can't answer the phone during the meeting, so....text me when you arrive at P'Knott's office.", Kongpob kept getting on Arthit's nerves. 'Do you think I am a little kid you should look after......?', Arthit thought, weakly nodding to him.
On the elevator arriving, Arthit entered it. They faced each other while the door was closing. "Good bye, Oon....", When it completely closed, Arthit felt like an abandoned doll. But in the next moment, the door opened again. "Let me see you to the taxi stand.", Kongpob got in. However, Arthit had already been hurt.
They were alone in there. "Actually, I don't want you to work." said Kongpob. "But.....it's good in that you would not feel alone though I am....not with you.", He said in an emotionless voice.
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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...
