Hold My Hand

Valentines Day Special Part 2

he couldn’t believe he did it.

    arthit can’t believe he just kissed his boyfriend on the cheeks in public. he thinks no one recognized him aside from his boyfriend. he woke up with a good morning text from kongpob as usual and another one telling him the mess his boyfriend managed to get in.

    of course he knows about the kissing booth, it’s present every year and arthit knows what cause the science faculty is doing it for – they’ve actually helped a lot of stray dogs and cats already. he had fallen in line every year to support their faculty’s moon and star, and also support the faculty of science’s cause.

    but this year was different. arthit kind of saw this coming – his boyfriend is the campus’ moon after all. so, he knows somehow that kongpob will participate in the kissing booth but didn’t tell him, but it doesn’t erase the fact that kongpob will be kissing, or be kissed, by a lot of people that’s not him. and there’s this rush of jealousy that came through him the moment he realized that after he woke up.

    arthit rushed his shower before heading out to the campus. he thought of grabbing a bite at the field. he sends multiple texts to kongpob but his boyfriend is not answering which means he already started smooching other people’s cheeks.

    and now he’s briskly walking, tugging his cap to hide his eyes. he’s wearing kongpob’s hoodie which probably gave away his identity to his boyfriend from the smile on kongpob’s face earlier.

    he’s flushing red, and arthit is starting to sweat. that was a bold move for him.

    he buys his pink milk from one of the stalls and takes a seat. arthit needs to cool down. he takes a deep breath and sends kongpob a text of his whereabouts. there are other messages from his friends and arthit is glad at the thought of his friends coming over after lunch to visit the festival. all of them made excuses to just to be here.

    now that he’s situated, arthit notices all the red and pink decorations around him which reminds him that it’s valentine’s day. he and kongpob haven’t really talked about what they’re going to do for this day because of that miscommunication they had a couple of days ago, but arthit wants to spend this day with his boyfriend.

    he just doesn’t know how.

    there’s no single romantic bone in his body. arthit thinks of buying flowers from one of the stalls but he thinks he’ll combust with embarrassment before he can even give it to his boyfriend, and that goes the same to chocolates and teddy bears.

    he has no idea what to do, so he turns to the only person he trusts to give concrete answers.

    “i need your help.” he types before sending it to knott.

    knott calls after a couple of minutes and they have a talk about dates and whatnot. it took another couple of minutes before arthit articulates what he really wants to say, and knott gave him the time to do so. by the end of the call he has an idea on what to do and just by thinking about it arthit fights a shiver from the cheesiness of it.

    kongpob will surely like it.

    someone flicks his cap and arthit looks up to see his boyfriend smirking at him. his lips are red and arthit blushes hard.

    “hello, p’arthit.” his junior greets before sitting across him.

    “is it over?” he asks without preamble.

    “yes, p’,” kongpob nods, “thank you for dropping by, p’arthit.”

    “i –