The Whole Nine Yards

Chapter 27

Kong was still pondering on what Kai really said, when M came in.

' Oi M.'
' You okay now? What happened?'
' Just tired. How come you're here?' Kong evaded.
'P'Arthit.....called me. ' M replied but he wasn't looking at Kong.

'M, you okay?'
' Why wouldn't I be okay? Let's go home Kong.' he prodded his friend.

'I'll go with you.' Kai said.
'No, we will tend your face first ' the nurse said.
'But...' he was about to argue when

'It's alright Kai, thank you for today.'

Kai nodded.

When they were in the cab, M was restless and fidgeting which is making Kong's head hurt.

' M, what's with you?' he asked his friend.
' Koooong.' he whined
' Why M? Stop fidgeting please.'
'Tell your fann to stop scaring me.' he pleaded.
'What?' Of all the reasons why Kong thought M was fidgeting, he never expected it to involve PArthit.

' He used his head hazer voice to demand and order me to go pick you up. He even made me feel guilty for so many times you saved me.' M confessed to his friend. P'Arthit is easily the scariest person he ever met.

Kong blinked at what M said. PArthit did that for him?

M looked at Kong, hoping his friend will understand his situation but he saw that Kong is grinning.

'Oi Kong! Don't feel so touched at my expense. Your fann screamed at me!' he reminded him.

'He did, yes.' Kong agreed in a daze.

'He is hopeless.' M muttered as Kong still looks giddy.

_---_

Arthit groaned as his alarm went off. Who wakes up at bloody 6 am on a Saturday? He really wanted go back to sleep but he needs to do something.

'I'd like to order the usual, please add porridge,rice with chicken basil and omelet. Iced coffee and pink milk. I'd like them to go.' he ordered still yawning.

He went up to Kong's apartment and knocked. The young man opened the door but is still sleepy.

'P....'
'You just woke up? he raised his brow at him.
' I'm still recovering. You, why are you up so early?' Kong asked in return.

The senior is notorious for waking up late. There must be a very important reason why he's up so early.

Arthit is stumped by the question so he just claimed...

' I was hungry so I grabbed food to eat.' For Arthit, the last thing he needs is for Kong to know that he woke up early for him.

'Oh...'
'How are you feeling now?
'Better but I'd like to stay in today.' Kong replied.
'What do you want to do?' Arthit asked.

Kong was surpised by the question. P'Arthit will accompany him today?

'Why P, what is a bedroom for?' he slyly asked the older guy.
'Sleeping.' Arthit hastily answered.

Kong reached to trace and touch Arthit's arm as he asked,

'Really P? Just sleep or other activities?' he asked.

Arthit felt a tingling sensation where Kong was touching him so it took him a few seconds before he understood what Kong was trying to ask,

'No way! Stop it. This early and you are thinking about that?' he pulled his arm.
'It's always on my mind. You and me umpphshsh----'

Kong mumbled as Arthit shoved the iced coffee's straw to his mouth to cut off whatever he is saying. Kong almost choked.

'P.!' he glared at the senior
'You deserve it. Your mind is already in the gutter this early.'

Kong smiled. PArthit is blushing and thought, ' Darn it, sick and all, Kong can still rattle him.'

He was thrown off his thoughts when he felt a touch on his left knuckle.

'It's sore.' Kong traced the reddened skin, Arthit flinched.
'You got Kai, his face was sore too'
'Good' Arthit said.
'P...'
'He's a meddler.'

Should I tell P'Arthit about what I heard? I'm not even sure if I heard it correctly. Kong pondered.

As Kong showered, Arthit put away everything.

When Kong was done, the sophomore smiled at him but Arthit just turned away. A freshly showered Kong is a sight he doesn't need to see. But darn it, he peeked and Kong was staring at him. He turned after getting caught.

'You know you can stare all you want P.' Kong teased.
'Who wants to stare at you? Yuck.' he countered.

Kong just grinned. His boyfriend's red cheeks betray his own words though.
He got the medicine kit and tended Arthit's knuckle.

'When will you tell me what happened to this? Why was it a mess before?' Kong inquired.

Arthit looked away. He knew he can not evade this anymore.
'P.' Kong pleaded.
'I punched my wall mirror. After you walked out.'
'What?'
'I was so angry. At myself, you, us.' Arthit explained.
'P, don't be violent'
'I learned my lesson when I saw the horror in your eyes when I lash out.' Arthit assured the younger man.

Kong smiled and held his hand. Arthit pulled it.

'You know P, no one is around here, right' Kong said.
'Yes, so?'
'We can do whatever we want.' Kong whispered.
' You are sick.' Arthit told Kong and thought, This guy is too rowdy for someone who is sick.
' I'm almost well, speed it up?'
'Stop it Kong!' Arthit protested.

When Kong didn't reply. He turned and met Kong's stare. Uh oh. That stare like he is devouring me is bad news. He moved back but Kong blocked his sides.

He pushed him but the guy held on.

' And I can still do his P.' He bent to nibble on Arthit's jaw. Kong missed this soft and pale skin and his fann's intoxicating scent.

Arthit was stunned when Kong dived for his jaw. Spurred by so many things happening to them, their fight, his Uncle and even that Kai, Arthit felt like he needed more of Kong, that he is his. Arthit arched his neck.

At the silent invitation, Kong smiled and his lips are on Arthit's sexy neck. He tasted PArthit with his tongue, he heard him moan as he is licking the slender column of his neck with brief and consuming kisses, teasing and devouring him alternately.

Kong's hand found their way inside Arthit's shirt. Both of them moaned when their skins touched.

Kong moved his hand up and down the senior's back, on the strong muscles that P'Arthit was using to keep himself propped as they continued.

Arthit felt Kong's hand on his back and his mouth is now on Arthit's pulse point on the juncture of his neck and shoulder.

Kong buried his face and kissed that sweet spot. He then pulled back the collar of PArthit's shirt and devoured those gorgeous collar bones, savoring soft and smooth skin there.

When Kong's hands moved down into the top of his shorts and slightly carressing the top of his ass, the senior stiffened and pushed his fann for real this time.

'Kong..Kongpob!' He breathlessly called.

Kong, who is also trying to recover from that charged encounter managed to say, 'I think I'm not sick anymore, P.'

A flying pillow landed on Kong's face.

---

Author's Note:

🤤🤤🤤