Sotus: For One Last Time

Coming Out

Arthit POV

Saturday 1 pm

I have just finished preparing the fucking snacks, which took forever because Kong literally made me re-make all of them since he burned them all for the ten minutes that I was showering when the first knock on my dorm is heard.

"Kong! Can you get the door? My hands are really greasy"

Rushing from my bedroom which he was cleaning up since he's apparently a neat freak, he opens the door and fucking Bright who's wearing the brightest neon shirt I have seen on earth walks in. Two hours early. He's lucky Kong woke me up early today.

"Kong?!" he says in confusion. "I thought I would be here first... No one dares to wake up Arthit early on the weekends." he continues in surprise wonder.

"Sawadee-krup P'Bright" Kong answers, "I got here earlier..." he pauses while making eye contact with me from the door with a smirk on his fucking knowing face, teasing me with the fact that since we made up on Monday, we have not slept separately, although we haven't done anything...too R rated.

Halting at my train of thoughts, I focus back on Kong who's still talking to Bright "...to help P'Arthit with the snacks".

Gasping, Bright dramatically and annoyingly holds Kong's hand near his face, and dramatically adds "Kong,...you're my new Hero! When he doesn't have a schedule, Arthit never wakes up before 5 pm on Saturdays. I thought I would have to get here earlier to wake up him up, while risking my life, just so he can be conscious enough for a meeting he invited us to"

Not in the least offended, knowing that it's true and I totally deserve my free Saturdays' beauty sleep, I roll my eyes as they close the door and enter the living room area.

"Bright, stop! Don't touch anything before you wash your hands. The flu is really bad this year and almost everyone is getting sick'

While rolling his eyes, and muttering something I couldn't hear, he goes into my bathroom to wash his hands.

"P,...are you nervous?" Kong whispers while walking towards me.

I never really thought too much about today, but the answer comes out automatically, "I thought I would be, maybe I should be, but I'm not. Either they'll accept us and be happy for us or they won't. And in the end, even though their rejection may hurt, when it comes to you, I simply don't care. And I know they wont oust us. But even if they do, it is what it is. It won't matter."

When I glance at him, he's much closer to me than I expected and my breath hitch, but I see a broad, satisfied smile on his face, which just makes the bastard even more mesmerizing.

Inching even closer, so close that our lips are almost touching, he whispers "Me too Oon. I'm never letting you go." Cursing at my hormones which just went into overdrive, I shove him right as the bathroom opens and Bright comes out not having noticed anything.

Walking towards us in the kitchen, he asks "what can I do to help?"

Pointing him towards several tasks, we work in a comfortable companionship with Kong and Bright keeping the conversation going although I should probably stop Bright soon before he gets too carried away with his fascination with Kong. I have never seen him so starstruck, even with me, which annoys me to no end.

"Kong, give me your number before I leave today," he says, "Also take a selfie with me" he adds, "My mom won't believe that I've actually met and talked with KongPob Boonyasit Suthiluck"

At Kong's questioning gaze (it seems like the dude doesn't really know how famous he is), Bright says "Oh! my mom loves your mom. She's the icon of what all women should aspire to be like according to my mom" Bright adds "And I think your mom loves my mom too seeing that since last year, she's been photographed wearing our new line a lot."