SOTUS: Even in the past, present and future, I'll still love you 2 (Completed)

Chapter 6

So this is the new chapter of this story. It's a little bit long so I aplogize beforehand (And sorry for any grammatical errors, am I writing it half asleef) Now I'm going to enjoy my holiday *.*

The song is It'd be good/You belong to my world by Roy Kim (OST of While you were sleeping)

Enjoy while reading it

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30 minutes already passed as the little Sun was taking into a room of the emergency room after hitting his head in the kitchen in Arthit's presence. Meanwhile Arthit was sitting on the chair in the waiting room, his eyes specially fixed on a certain person. The special man was his former fiance. Kongpob was crouching down in front of him, holding his hand, gazing deep in the latter's round eyes that were filled with despair. The taller man tried to calm down the shorter man by telling him the accidents that happened to Sun while being in the nanny's, his parents and his care. Once the little boy struggled too much and fell out of his arms as he was holding him and trying to take something in the closet. The funny but sad stories showed that everything begin with little by little, every fail and success would be a lesson for him that could help him grow and be experienced later. Somehow to listen to the experiences everyone went thtough, helped the older man to calm down a little bit since he finally ceased with the crying. Together they were waiting for the doctor to tell them that Sun was safe.

„Why does it take so long?", Arthit asked, feeling desperate for waiting for so long.

Whenever a doctor approached them, they would stand up, asking if the 2 years old child was out of danger. But when the doctors they spoke to, declined that they weren't the one treating Sun, Arthit would make a sad expression, his worry rising again.

Arthit took his eyes from the younger man to keep them on the door of the treatment room Sun was. „Shouldn't they let us to him while treating his wound... After all, we're his par...", he wanted to call Kongpob and himself Sun's parents but he cut the words when remembering that he wasn't the boy's real mommy. Yeah, I'm not his mom like he think of me. Dalika's his mother... He clenched his hands on his lap, swallowing hard, the words Dalika being the bright Sun's mother tasted bitter in his mouth just like the bitter taste of a medicine he don't like to take but had to to stay healthy. He really hated the fact that his enemy who seperated him from his fiance and tortured him, gave birth to the sweet boy.

The room he was staring at, got open. A male doctor stepped out, coming closer to them whereupon they immediately stood up. Kongpob waited for the doctor to speak to them first but Arthit was too worried, too nervous too so he asked about Sun before the older man could even come to words.

The older man chuckled at Arthit's sweet reaction, it showed his sincerity and how much he cared for the child. „He's fine... He didn't break anything either but we just sent him in the CAT scanner to conclude any fracture. We'll stitch his wound now but his parents have to be beside him if we have to treat him since he's too young. He's asking for his father as I asked him who he preferred to see...", the man looked at Arthit than at Kongpob, now he stared at both of them. „Uhm who actually is the father?"

Arthit had to swallow hard as soon as he heard that Sun asked for his father instead of him. Ever since the little boy saw him and mistook him as his mommy, he never let go of him anymore. Whenever he saw him, he would run behind him and insist of him coming with them just like he did the first time they met. Because of his persistent nature, he allowed Kongpob to get close to him again. Because of the little boy, he began to let Kongpob in his life, even taking care of his son. Sun even always said that he preferred his mommy over his daddy but now he wanted his father beside him in the difficult time. Only now was Arthit really aware of the fact that he wasn't blood related to the little boy but Kongpob was. Every child would ask for his real parents if he was hurt. Blood's thicker as water after all... But it could be that Sun was angry at him because he let him get hurt. I see, he's angry at me. He's disappointed in me. Arthit was in doubt again, many questions swirling in his mind.