SOTUS: Make The Best Of It (The Graduation Series)

Chapter 18: Never A Dull Moment

Note: Because there never is a dull moment when you have these kind of friends! #squadgoals

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After the whole chaos with the ice pick and repeated threats from Arthit that he'll ''find something sharper and shove it up your fucking ass'', all of them finally got ready and traipsed off towards the beach.

Everyone just stared pointedly at Bright when he came bounding down the stairs in a shirt with pineapple prints all over it.

''What? It's summer-themed!''

The weather was pleasantly warm with the sun peeking from behind the oddly shaped clouds, the water beneath glittering temptingly beneath the sun rays. There was a hint of an afternoon breeze carrying the salty tang of seawater as well. Knot, Bright and Prem started setting up the volleyball net that they they had found in the storeroom while Tew, Wad and Rome got round to laying out the plastic sheets on the sand.

Kongpob sat down on one of the plastic chairs and motioned for Arthit to do so as well, holding up a tube of sunscreen lotion, ''I'll help you do your back, P'Arthit.''

It was honestly cute how his boyfriend pinked so easily when exposed to the heat and Kongpob knew that the older male was going to be a grumpy mess if his skin started peeling off.

''I think I'm the only one who actually needs a shit ton of sunscreen just so I can play under the sun.'' Arthit grumped as he rolled his singlet up, exposing the smooth, milky expanse of his back.

Kongpob fumbled with the cap of the sunscreen, nearly dropping the tube and getting the lotion all over himself instead. Rome caught his little blunder and wriggled his eyebrows suggestively, which was exactly what Bright would have done if he was the one who had seen it instead.

(They were just starting to find out that Rome wasn't as innocent as how he had portrayed himself to be)

He squeezed a dollop of sunscreen into his palm and rubbed his palms together to warm it up before evenly rubbing it all over Arthit's back, making sure that every single inch was covered. The older male flinched when Kongpob's fingers grazed over his sides, hands dipping lower and lower until the tip of his fingers brushed against the waistband of his boyfriend's shorts.

''You know what this scene looks like?'' Toota remarked as Wad and he carried the cooler over to where they had spread out their mat. ''The start of a low budget softcore porn.''

Arthit lazily lifted his head up and slid his sunglasses on, ''Yeah, you would know. How many budget films have you been in? Oh wait, you've probably lost count.''

Toota replied with his right middle finger.

Kongpob shook his head at their childish exchange and drizzled more lotion on his boyfriend's arms and sides, spreading it evenly over the male's skin. Of course, Kongpob being his usual self, couldn't resist the opportunity to tease Arthit. Maintaining an innocent expression, he smoothly slid his slightly calloused palms along Arthit's sides, ''accidentally' brushing his fingers against his boyfriend's nipples.

''Kongpob!!!'' Arthit slapped Kongpob's hands away and glared accusingly over his shoulder at his straight-faced boyfriend, his entire face resembling the colour of an rosy apple. ''You did that on purpose!''

He twisted around and snatched the tube from Kongpob, hunching his shoulders while he rubbed the lotion all over his front, much to his boyfriend's amusement. Ugh, he couldn't trust Kongpob to keep his hands to himself for one damn second.

Kongpob snuggled up against Arthit's back and tucked his chin on the male's shoulder, ''I did yours. So now you have to help me, P'Arthit.'' He shivered at the low timbre of Kongpob's voice.