CRUSHED GOLA

He suits me

Mew was little pissed off when Arthit presented himself in his campus.   He felt that Arthit being a Robin Hood for others, was a mafia leader when it came to his friends.  Very stingy in sharing his treat or money with his friends.  On other hand, always demanded or forced in such a gullible way all the booties especially  from his friends like  free food and drink, not alcohols, but his  pink milk, because of his sweet talk, illogical reasoning and also his lion heart, which always was ever ready to help his friends in crisis, even monetary help.  He was a real star on the verge of any  real calamity, be it natural or parents' made, or girlfriends' or friends' made.

Arthit was already fretting and fuming at Mew beyond his friend's  capacity to withstand.   So he dragged him to college canteen and calmed him with his favourite drink.  Sipping his stress reliever he confessed that he had a crush, no, no, no, he liked him, no, no, no adored him, no he loved Kongpob Suthiluck of Second year engineering student, aged 19, tall, handsome, no, no, very handsome, body like a wrought iron, blah, blah, blah..................

Mew was already  irritated by that so ever confusing confession that finally he asked him in a rather tricky way  to know about his obsession for  that boy with a question, that whether he had any plans to have kids with him, and Arthit nodded positively stating two, one boy and one girl, sometimes Arthit would be  taking off from his office to take care of them and sometimes Kong to look after them.  He had decided their names as well, Arko and Hing, deriving the names from theirs since both of them cannot procreate their biological ones, that way at least they could.  Mew understood his seriousness and further asked him whether he really wanted Kong in his life, then or after his graduation.  

For which Arthit gave one emotional and sentimental speech,

"  No, no, no, now this very minute, who knows any one might propose him or he get interested in somebody.   Kong really suits me well, he can take care of me, he can lust me, he can cook for me, he can tidy for me, he can bring pink milk for me, he can cuddle me, he can love me, flirt with me and I can happily spend my life sleeping, drinking, mind  you, not alcohol, but my pink milk.   Towering all , I do not have to produce children or take care of the wife during pregnancy or carry the shopping bags or hear nagging. Above all, he will be the topper and me the bottom, only the receiver and nothing to give in return.

Mew had enough of that suiting me stuff and asked  him that he was selfish, since Kong too would have some desires and wishes about his future guy or girl, what if Arthit did not suit him well, wait, was he straight or gay.

"  I do not know, that is why I am here for you to find out and fix my relation with him".  Arthit chirped happily feeling his burden had lessened since his messiah would sail his boat named 'Kong'  to the shore called ' Marriage', no love as of then but direct wedding.

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