The Price For A Kiss

Scene 12

A/N : This is more like.. a filler? I think this one look blasé, because nothing is going on. But trust me, it has some meaning! Orz

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..that's not my ceiling..

Arthit blinked.

Huh?

He is awake now. His body jolted upright to sit on the soft bed, the blanket that was once wrapped around him now slipping down to his lap. His eyes searching for something that would make sense to him, and widened once it stumbled on the sight of the lump beside of him; he saw Kong sleeping soundly on his stomach.

Arthit immediately look down to himself, and took a sigh of relief because he is fully clothed.

..wait. why the hell would he think that he would sleep naked, anyway?

He shook his head to straightened his mind.

There's a small alarm clock on the bedside table on Kong's side, showing that it was already past 7 am. Although he is not in hurry to go to work, he chose to silently crept out from the bed trying to not waking the other man.

"..phi?"

Shit.

"Ah.. did I wake you, Kong?" Arthit awkwardly asked. His body shifting from foot to foot right beside the bed. He looks suspicious as hell.

"Nn.. it's okay na, Phi." Kong said, stretching his arms over his head after changing his position to sit on the bed. "What time do you need to go? Let me drive you."

"It's okay! I'll just go with taxi!" Arthit's answer was met with a look from the younger man. "..fine.. i have to go to the mall in the afternoon.."

"Ah. There's plenty of time for breakfast then." Kong smiled, getting up from the bed.

"Is that okay? Don't you have to go to work too?" Arthit blinked. He doesn't want to bother the younger man any longer.

"I don't have work till night, Phi. Ah, you can use the bathroom here, I'll go prepare the breakfast na." Kong insisted and then went away to do exactly that. Arthit sighed at how willful Kong is.

It doesn't take too long, Kong only make something simple for their breakfast. Arthit sipped his hot chocolate leisurely when Kong asked him again after they finished their meal.

"Phi, do you have to go back to your apartment? You can borrow my clothes, you know. It's simpler like that."

"Aw." Arthit frowned, the mug stopped right in front of his mouth. "Do you think it will be alright? I already impose too much."

"Of course not, Phi! How can you say it like that? You can borrow any clothes I own as you please!" Kong affronted.

After some persuasion, Arthit agreed to borrow some clothes as he already have everything to go to work. The younger man also insist of him to use the master bathroom, he reasoned that way it's easier for Arthit to choose whatever clothes he want to wear.

Arthit stood in front of the huge closet inside of Kong's room with chin propped on his hand. He look that way, feels the clothes material with his hand a little bit, and brings some of it out to take a closer look. In the end, he decided to wear a black sweatshirt. It has little zippers on the cuffs and the v of the collar. The alphabet 'K' as the its logo is inconspicuous enough. Arthit likes it.

"Aw!" Kong exclaimed once he saw what Arthit wear, the younger man's eyes widened.

"Ugh.. is this clothes no good?" Arthit feel conscious of what he is wearing now.

"No no! on the contrary, it looks so good on you!" the younger man grinned, seeming pleased at what he sees. "It looks better than when I wore it last time. and the darker jeans you have really goes right with it." he continued to compliment, much to Arthit's embarrassment.

"Well.. I just think this one looks good and casual. So.."

"It's good that you like it." Kong interjected. "Do you want to go now or wait a little bit?"

"Now would be better." Arthit said. the younger man nodded and reached for his keys.

"Ah. Wait, Kong. I better LINE Knot about this." Arthit remembered in last minute. The smile Kong gave him was a little bit suspicious, but Arthit shrugged it off.

"Better do that, Phi." The younger man said.

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