Sweetness

Chapter 4

Phana didn't know what to say.

When Kit called him and said "Stat", he just grabbed his key and went to their apartment. Yeah, it's in the next street but even with his long legs and no elevator, it's still damn tiring.

He was out of breath when he reached his destination.

For Kit to use "Stat", it meaned something badly urgent had happened. Knowing Beam's luck, it could be anything. But honestly? Pha never thought this kind of situation could happened.

He observed Beam from head to toe.

Ok, anyone with sane mind, functional eyes and healthy libido could see that Beam is good loo.. no, beautiful. Pha knew what beauty was and for him, Beam is a beautiful human being. He's handsome, Kit 's cutely handsome but Beam? Beautiful.

Pha remember several things he did to thwart somethings some people wanted to do to Beam that he'd rather keep by himself. No one mess with his best friends, period. And now this.

Prink was a friend but this kind of behaviour? Now he's surprised. Kit, even though he was the one saying the code, was keeping his mouth shut. Beam already retell what Prink's offer were to him and kept fiddling with his fingers. He looked tired. Hell, if Pha were in Beam position, he'll definitely feel tired too.

"Ai Beam. What do you want to do then? Do you want to accept Prink proposal or.. what?"

Beam saw him eye to eye.

"I don't know, Ai Pha. But my saving was indeed in critical condition. I do need the money and this is holiday season. Almost all good part time job will be on hold until next month. And the due date to pay the installment of my home mortgage is getting nearer. Without the salary and the tip from the cafe, I couldn't pay for it. The money is not enough. I don't want to lose my home, Pha, no matter how small the place is."

Pha locked eyes with Kit. Kit's jaws were set so tight that Pha pitied his molars. He started to think how to approach this situation. Being an escort were risky. Way too risky in his opinion. But Beam already frown so hard when Pha said he will lend Beam money. Hell, he got nothying more to spare than money anyway.

"If we are the one who select your.. ah, client, will you be ok with that?"

Kit's voice sounds like sniper bullet. It's low and deadly. Pha didn't believe what he's hearing. Beam turned towards Kit.

He's serious. Kit was serious about what he said. But where in seven layer hell Kit will find him a client anyway?! Beam turned his face toward Pha which face getting darker like lurking thundercloud.

"What do you have in mind, Kit?"

"Well, rather than handing over Beam to Prink for God knows what, I'm calling Ging."

Surprisingly, Pha's face getting calmer. He seemed thinking about the pro and contra about asking the faculty of science moon's help. Pha saw the looked at Beam's face. He rather chose someone they're comfortable with.

"Ok, let's ask for his help. I do believe it's better than the other option."

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Forth looked around his apartment with zero interest. He bought this condo because his company gave him special employee discount. Well, at least he built it. This complex were one of his projects, back then when he was merely a fresh graduate engineer, still free to galavanting from project to project around the world.

His discussion (more like shouting match) with P'Tee ended in a brutal reality. Instead of new age life changing inspiration, he got brain tumor. It was small, only as big as his little finger's nail, but could be deadly. Now he understand the urgency.

God, he's tired.

The sofa looked inviting but he dragged his body and his rucksack toward the master bedroom. His king size bed, with it's blue duvet and big fluffy pillow looked inviting. The shades were up, allowing fading sunlight to put a glow in the room. It was bare, only adorned with bed side tables. The wardrobe were neat; full with towel, comfy T-shirt, old jeans and whatever he need to function. Even the master bathroom were immaculate. The cleaning service were excellent.

P'Tee gave him this weekend to familiarize his self with this city once again. Then he will be slaving at finishing paper work, attending meeting and sweet-talking clients-investors-shareholders-vendors. Forth scowled when he remembered that part. He despised it, big time.

A ring broke the silence. Forth pulled out his phone. A name flashing on the phone, an incoming call. He smiled then answered the phone.

"Hey, N'Yo, how are you, little man?"

"Hello P'Forth! Are you in Bangkok right now? Dad told me that you will come back and your plane landed this morning! When will you get here? Ming is now your junior! We got accepted at your almamater! Please come, I miss you!"

Forth smiled, letting Yo chattered on his ear. His youngest cousin were a cute chubby kid. The last time he saw him, Yo were 15, wore braces on his teeth, bold chunky glasses, pimpled and plump. Such a cute kid. He was shy, gentle-spoken and soft-hearted but together with Ming, they made a frustrating prankster duo.

Unlike Yo, his best friend, Ming, were good looking since he were a young kid. Where Yo's being a cute kid, Ming got the seeds of being handsome. From their last photograph which Yo's mom sent, it seemed both already grew up to be good looking young men.

"Calm down, calm down na Yo. You'll get choked if you keep going that fast. I'll try to visit as soon as I can, Ok? Of course I wanna meet up with you two but I have more urgent matter to do this weekend. My place, especially the fridge, is empty like barren land so I need to do some fast check and shopping first."

"Do you want me to accompany you, P'Forth? Bangkok changed a lot from 3 years ago you know, are you sure you won't get lost?"

Forth rolled his eyes. Youngsters this day. Did Yo think he couldn't use Google?

"It's ok, Yo. I like the adventure anyway. So say my hello to Aunt & Uncle, na and I'll see you soon."

"Alright P'Forth, see you when I see you, na!"

Forth ended the call then checked his watch. It's almost dinner time. He only need to make one last call and he's done for today.

He searched that person's phone number at his contacts and touch dial.

"Hello? Good evening, N', it's P' Forth speaking."