Enjoy the ride with Arthit as he delves into the dangerous world of the underground mafia... and possibly something more.
Disclaimer:
I do not own the characters. BitterSweet is the master behind our Kong and A'Ioon, Chiffon_Cake for baby Wayo, Ming...
The click clacking of shoes echoes thru the empty halls. Lights flicker back and forth as two figures made their way to the end of the hall where an antique door was waiting; the only door on the very long hall.
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The taller of the two opened the door, motioning for the smaller one to enter first before following the latter inside. As soon the door shuts, it vanished into thin air, as if nothing was actually there.
Inside reveals to be more eerie than the outside. High ceilings old chandeliers and a bookcase; a sofa and a study table. At the very end is a round table where four ethereal beings are already seated; all of them wearing black.
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Yiwha was seated on Wayo's right; who in turn is across Tew, while in the middle of the two is Mr. K.
"You're late."
A flying scalpel pass thru Mr. K, yet the other man did not even flinch. The scalpel merely pierced the post at the back of K.
"You missed." Mr. K taunted, looking directly at the smaller man
Said man merely removed his hood revealing an irate doctor.
"Fuck you." his voice filled with venom "If it weren't for a fact that you are Arthit's..."
"Calm my love." the taller man, Forth said, placing his hand at Beam's back "We can't resolve anything if we choose anger."
"Fuck you Forth, you're going to be the babysitter." Beam said, glaring at his beloved before plopping down on one of the chairs. "And you're sleeping on the couch for a week."
Forth merely rolled his eyes. Trying to be the mediator between his bonded and his brother is quite tiring yet he has to do it. Yiwha won't do it, Tew would merely laugh and say something crazy; Princess would merely add fuel to the fire (the asshole), so it is up to Forth, the oldest of them to act mature and control these children.
He sat beside his bonded, quite confident that with a few sweet words, he'll be sleeping with his husband on their bed... hopefully. Once he did, the relaxed atmosphere of the room changed into being pensive.
