A Book of Nursery Rhymes (GodtBas Fanfic)

Chapter 3: Little bo beep (1)

Bas' PoV

Is he serious?

"Khob khun na! I can't wait to find the necklace!" I said. Of course what I have said is true. I can't wait to find the necklace because I can't wait to get out of this book.

"Then, it's good." He said.

"Godt! Bas! Come and join us here!" A woman shouted.

They started to play their instruments.

"Come and let's have some fun for tonight!" I said. I rushed to the villagers and Godt followed.

A woman reached me a mug of a drink. I sniffed the smell of it to know what kind of drink was it.

"That beer tastes so good Nong Bas! Try it!" An old woman says.

I don't know which era this story was set. I just noticed that the designs of their houses isn't a match for their celebration. It kinda gives me a middle ages vibe because of the polka sound they're playing.

I started to drink the beer. It is kinda sweet but I've tasted the bitterness of it lately. An acrid after-taste rather.

"Drink more Nong! Let's get wasted tonight!" A man said.

I lookd at Godt. He's having fun with other group.

"Do you like him?" A boy which is about my age asked me.

"Me? Me like who?" I 'm confused.

"That guy you were with." He answered.

"No, it's not what you think."

"Why are you holding back?"

"I'm not holding back! And there's nothing. For real."

"It doesn't matter if two guys like each other. If it's love, then it's love. Love doesn't have to do anything with gender. And I'll leave that to you."

I just gulped another beer in. If he would really know about my real world, then he would eat his own words. The world of judgments held by the eyes of people around you.

I started to feel the dizziness as I have more beer. I am now out of control and of myself.

I danced with the polka music playing. Turn here, turn there, turns everywhere.

"Can you still dance Nong Bas?" Godt asked. I'm certain that  it was Godt even though I'm drunk.

"Oh! That's you! Come on let's dance!" I know my speech isn't normal anymore. My cognitive response is slowing gradually.

We circled around like crazy until I did something even more crazy.

"Carry me up!" I jumped onto him so he won't have a chance to decline my crazy idea. Now, I was like a baby hanging onto his daddy's arms and neck.

"Wooooaaaahhh! This is fun!" I shouted.

Everything's blurry. I can't go further. I tried to raise my head but I'm totally wasted. I rested my head on Godt's shoulder until I fell asleep.

•••

The sunlight's been striking my face.

It's morning already and Godt is in front of me. We're hugging each other and… whut?

I moved his arm away from my hips. I don't know what will happen if he'll be disturbed sleeping. I'm afraid he'll kill me if that will happen.

I didn't make it. I failed moving his arm because he pulled me in closer.

His face is now nearer than earlier to me. I can feel his breath. It smells so good though it is weird. We were both drunk last night and he still has this talent to make his breath smell pleasant.