Arthit groaned as he woke up. There was a familiar music playing softly in the background. He looked around and realised that he was not at Kong's house. And then he heard Yo's voice. He sighed. They were at Yo's place. In fact, he remembered that after placing Chiara back to bed, they went to sit in the living room where Yo had asked about Arthit's kidnapping. To narrate what happened these past days was difficult. It was painful. Kongpob shook his head. "You don't have to.", he said. Arthit smiled and got up to sit on his lap. And as Kongpob placed his arms around his waist, he felt better feeling his soulmate's warmth around him. Yo was smiling at their cuteness. Who knew Adrestia would be tamed by a human?
Then Arthit had started to tell him how Pha tried to get information. How he poisoned Kongpob using a demon poison. How later Arthit had to look after his soulmate. All that vomiting, high fever. He trembled in his soulmate's arms as he revived these moments. Kongpob tightened his hold and in tandem, Slate and Kongpob said to Arthit: "I am sorry." Arthit lifted Kongpob's hand and kissed the back of him. "It's fine. You are both fine now." Yo was crying. He said in a trembling voice: "I am so sorry. I never intended for this to happen like this." Arthit got up and hugged him, rubbing his back: "It's okay. They are fine and you succeeded to get your answers. This is all that counts for now." He smiled at Yo as he leaned back. He then said in a cold voice: "Just don't expect me to forgive your mate that easily."
Yo nodded. He figured that much. Slate said to Kongpob whose mouth was hanging open in shock: "This is so embarrassing. Shut your damn mouth, Kongpob." Kongpob snapped out of it and realised that both Arthit and Yo were looking at him. He smiled sheepishly at them, his eyes full of wonder as they lingered a little more on Arthit's face. Yo said: "I am sorry P'Kong. I messed up and you had to suffer because of it." Kongpob focused on his brother and moved to kneel in front of him: "It's over now. Stop thinking about it, okay?" Kongpob ruffled his hair as he asked again: "Okay?" And Yo finally nodded as Kongpob wiped away his tears. They continued talking and Arthit went back on Kongpob's lap, feeling frustrated. He was brooding. Slate shook his head, amused. Poor Kongpob. Arthit listened to them talking when suddenly he asked Kongpob telepathically: "Why did you get so shocked earlier?"
Kongpob said: "I was not shocked, just slightly surprised." Slate rolled his eyes. Slightly surprised, his ass. Arthit said: "Don't try to get away with it, Kong. Why were you so shocked with the fact that I am very angry on your behalf with Pha??" Kongpob said: "Because no one tried to protect me like you just did or had done on that day, Arthit." Arthit buried his face into Kongpob's chest and said: "Slate was right, you are an ass. You are mine, Kong. And when someone hurts my people, I hurt them right back." Kongpob bit back a smile at his words and he rubbed his soulmate's back gently. "Don't ever forget that, Kong." "Yes, baby." And Arthit smiled as he closed his eyes. He was sleepy.
Arthit smiled as he remembered that baby from his soulmate and got out of the bed to find him. And when he finally found him, he sighed. He leaned at the door and said: "I am standing right of him. And still his eyes are glued on my performance on the screen." Indeed, Kongpob was watching the performance with adoring eyes. He was so into it. Arthit tapped his foot in annoyance as he walked into the room with Kongpob still not noticing him. Getting jealous of yourself was absurd, Arthit knew but still he stood in front of the screen and said: "The real thing is right here!" Kongpob instantly blushed and he nodded: "I... Y..yes.." Slate facepalmed. "Not again Kongpob. Not again."
Arthit glared at Kongpob and said: "I have been standing at the door for about five minutes now." Kongpob opened his mouth to speak when a little Chiara with soap still on her face and dishevelled hair came running into the room. "You are still here, Uncle Kong!!" She ran to her uncle and jumped on his lap. Yo came running into the room next and exclaimed: "Chiara there is still soap on your face. Come and wash your face properly." But Chiara was not listening. She was staring at that person standing near the television in shock. Arthit tentatively waved his hand at her and she pointed at the screen and back at Arthit. She stammered out: "I- I- VARIAN!!!!" She stood up again, slowly walked to Arthit and tentatively touched his arm. The whole house's electricity flickered several times as Chiara tried to contain her excitement.

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The ruthless assassin and his gentle prince
FanfictionMay the fittest survive!! The whole galaxy lives upon that law. A world where no one is allowed to show his weakness to anyone. You are weak, you are dead! And there is an assassin who made himself a legend among all the assassins in the galaxy. Eve...