THE LAWYER Part 1

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Italic : Arthit's thought 

Arthit should have known that it was a bad omen when Namtarn want to meet him in a short notice, an hour past the time Arthit had agreed to meet him at the XXX restaurant "Damn, I'm so sorry, Namtarn" Arthit said, sliding into the seat across her "There was some crisis that been issues with the license agreement-"

"Stop it, Arthit" Namtarn said while pushing her empty beer bottle away, glaring at him. Her eyes were sparkling and her brows draw tight with anger. She looked as gorgeous as he had the day they'd met the school registration day. Arthit wants very much to continue his explanation despite shutting his mouth "Namtarn, please understand me-"

"You know what, Arthit??" Namtarn didn't wait for Arthis's respond before continued. "The only thing that is worse than having you ignoring me for work is having you talk about work, and since those are the only things that you do in your life, I'm done. I kept on thinking that this relationship was worth it because you're hot, but it turns out that I'm can never be more wrong in my life"

"Namtarn-"

"Put this in whatever computer system you use instead of a brain: looking pretty is not enough to get you in a relationship. And I'm glad we never had sex before this, because I'll totally regret it if we did" Namtarn stood up so absurdly her chain rocked and then she was walking away, exiting the restaurant.

Arthit slowly sat back in his seat, as he failed to reach out his hand to Namtarn. Arthit trying his best to not look around to see people who's had witnessed his utter humiliation. He could feel his skin reddening and kind of hoped to burst into flames right there when he phone suddenly buzzed loudly on the table.

No much luck

This probably P'Perawit whose might call him to know if he already incorporated the changes from his tax into the latest draft of the contract. Ironically, Arthit desperately wanted Namtarn to like him and he even thought that P'Perawit was an ass, but yet he'd allowed himself to be used and spend eighty hours in the past ten days on P'Perawit contract. Arthit let out a heavy sighed.

I am such a loser

One girl, who's once a friend, once a girlfriend for 2 freaking years eventually become a rebellion against Arthit's workaholic tendencies. Arthit tugged at the knot of his tie before a female waiter came "Excuse me, sir. Will you be ordering something?"

Arthit pinched the bridge of his nose in exasperation and shook his head. He wasn't up to being even more of an asshole than he already is- but then again, he didn't even want to talk right now, so he made the universal 'check please' hand gesture.

He'd really thought that Namtarn would liked him, and his job. Yes, P'Perawit was an ass, all right. But Arthit was good at his job as lawyer, no matter how intense he got over his works, figuring out the tangles made by words and how to straighten them out and curl them up again to serve the client. He'd thought that Namtarn would share the same intensity, they been friend for 3 fucking years. Apparently Namtarn had seen was Arthit's face.

He gave a weak smiled toward the waiter before left a big tip, along with what felt like a chunk of his heart.

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Arthit took another sip of his beer. It actually tasted more like soapy water than anything he'd actually want to drink. He was considering it anyway – he's single as fuck now. After been in a relationship with Namtarn for almost two years, he's going to admit that he's totally are stupid bastard for not having sex with her. He wanted to get laid. Really, he did. But, there's no point anymore.

But, considering this scenario – if he was lucky maybe a hot guy would careen into him and then be honor-bound to offer to buy him another. Yeah, a hot guy. He's in a bar. Gay bar to exact. He didn't care anymore, He's come out to his parent as bi anyways, he can do both. Male or females. He's just being one of those minorities whose believe in sex after marriage. But not anymore, he'd even dressed up better than usual, tight jeans and tighter shirt, product in his hair and maybe (not that he'd admit it) a little gloss and eyeliner. His shirt practically had the slogan 'Keep calm and Love me instead' on it.

But then again, he'd already turned down three come-ons, not counting the hands he'd removed from various parts of his body. Two more guys tried their shots by leaned in to yell in his ears before Arthit finally had enough, he decided that there were always a better ways to use his night off than to lose his hearing and watch other people hook up. He shook his head one last time and turned to walk towards the exit.

That was the moments when the hottest guy Arthit had ever seen in the place, ever, planted himself in front of him. He was wearing a suit - a well-cut as any worn by the equity partner in Arthit's firm, except that all his equity partner didn't generally look as good as the guy in front of him now. Arthit bite his lip to keep himself from blushing, and forced his eyes to look up enough to look at the guy's face. Short dark hair, strands stuck together with sweat, and slanted eyes glimmering with humor. 

Fucking say something, Arthit. He told himself. Arthit was about to formulate a sentences when the guy leaned down near his ear. His lips brushed Arthit's ear as he said "Come with me right now and I'll pay twice your regular rate."

A/N: Hai, guys

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A/N: Hai, guys. This is my new fanfiction. The idea of my Fanfiction actually come when I read 'Fifty shades of grey', but less kinky (Hopefully, it is less kinky compared to the actual novel. I mean who can beat 'Fifty shades of Grey') and more romantic. 

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