The Price For A Kiss

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A/N : Ohh.. for the love (hah!) of.. please, if you're looking for a recommendation to watch something, please do try watching "A.I Love You", a unique Japanese movie which is about a woman who wants to be a patisserie and have an A.I helping her make her dream come true.

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"Ok. That'll be all for today, guys!" the producer informed everyone once he listened to the recording they had done just before this. Arthit finally heaved a deep breath, because it means everything is done as schedule and tomorrow will be the last day for his recording. Then, off he goes to start filming the drama with Mook and Kongphob. Speaking of which.. Arthit glance at the outside recording room through the glass door, and lo behold, there Kongphob sat.

The younger man has a habit to drop by since Arthit started his recording session. Always with pinkmilk in his hand, ready to be given to the tired Arthit. It got to the point where Arthit expected the younger man to be there everyday to see him. it was a strange feeling.

"So, how long is your break today?" he asked as he sipped the pinkmilk Kongphob brought to him. the younger man grins before replying.

"I've finished for today. Just like yours."

"Hmm." Arthit was too exhausted to ask about what the younger man's doing for today, or even asking about what time it is now. The only thing in his mind since the morning came and he woke up from his little sleep was finishing the scheduled recording after all. So he was so surprised when he accidentally look at the clock and it showed that now is already ten pm.

"Euy! Why the hell are you still here then when it's already this late?!" he immediately admonished Kongphob who grins sheepishly back at him.

"Really. I just finished working." The younger man tried to make Arthit believe him.

"Humph. I don't understand you." Arthit frowned and chose to finish his pinkmilk instead. As he drink, Arthit took a glance at the younger man who fiddled with his hands, smiling in resignation.

..is it only Arthit imagination that Kongphob seems to have something in his mind?

"Out with it." he finally ordered. He placed the now empty bottle to the table in front of him and crossed his hands on his chest, waiting Kongphob to confess already.

"I.." the younger man seems unable to grasp his speech to start talking. His eyes seem fleeting and avoiding Arthit's gaze. And now Arthit has an inkling about what Kongphob worried about.

"Is it about the start of the filming?" Kongphob immediately looks relieved and nodded his head. "What about it?"

"Well.." Kongphob smiled helplessly. "I'm just a little bit nervous if I'll be good enough when the camera starts rolling."

Oh. The jitters for the first job, it seems. Arthit feels nostalgic. It's been a long time since his debut after all. He is already accustomed by it. But the model Kongphob who only ever experienced being the director instead of the actor when he studied finally has some fear. Arthit smiled a little bit to Kongphob, to ease the younger man's mind.

"Don't be too worried about it. just be yourself, Kong." He advised. The younger man seems to jolt in surprise at the nickname he gave. The helpless smile turned genuine and more cheerful than before.

"Don't be too uptight about what should happen and what not. Just do what you feel is right. We're there to help you."

"Phi.."

"Well. If you ended up doing it badly, of course I'll also be there to laugh at you." Arthit shrugged as he teased the younger man. Kongphob immediately chuckled.

"Of course, Phi. You can admonish me when it happens." The younger man promised.

"Un."

"Thank you na, P' Arthit." Kongphob said, face inching closer to Arthit. The older man is now immune to his antics and only slap the younger man's head lightly.

"But of course. We're in there together after all." Was Arthit's reply.

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