Arthit carried around a baggage of his past he tried to run away from. He learned to walled his heart from ever letting anyone in. At least until a certain guy comes along.
Kong's mind just went frozen when his eyes bore into two of the most beauti...
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A/N: This the closes design I could find the choker and the ring that Arthit was wearing.
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Arthit stood looking at the man in front of him. He was led to this rundown gym. Sadness filled him but he quelled them instantly. Putting his cold feature and expressionless face to the front, he swept his eye around the room and saw what he was looking for. P'Knock being held down on his knees by two brawny while P'Korn was flat of his stomach, pinned down by a goon's foot on his back.
"I know you will visit me, if I invited your boyfriend over, little slut." Knott drawled menacingly. Knott's face had darkened into an eerie smirk as he noticed Arthit eyes looking at both captured men.
"I'm the one that you want, let them go, now!" Arthit demanded in a calm unhurried way that the other man laughed out loud.
"What.. and let my only leverage to tame you, go?" Knott sneered, running his eyes along Arthit's body from head to feet, obnoxiously. He walked over to Arthit slowly, one step at the time almost deliberately as if to instill a certain feeling of doom into the way, too calm facade in the shorter man. Arthit never gave Knott the satisfaction as he stood there unflinching almost haughty at his approach.
As if expecting the other man's sudden move, Knott was actually surprised at how easy it was for Arthit to deflect his hands as he went to grab the smaller man's arms. Arthit had twisted his body sideways and bend out of the outstretched arms before giving Knott a kick right on his hip bone. It certainly hurt but Knott didn't show it. Grimacing, as he hopped in his toes to steady himself.
"Well...well.. little slut, you certainly have turned feisty in the eight years of my absence, haven't you." Knott chuckled, his eyes shining eccentrically in anticipation. Knott felt suddenly all his imagination on taking this insanely beautiful man doubled into some very satisfyingly different approach as he created many other images on how he will subjugate this new fiery creature to his will.
Arthit never said a word, quietly defending himself from all the attack that Knott flung to him and effectively giving blows, hitting Knott at all the right places, weakening him. Five years was ample enough time for Arthit to learn this secret technique from his Shifu. Arthit, send a silent prayer of thanks to his Shifu, for allowing him to lean it even though he was young and weak at the time. Right now, he was utilizing the technique to distract the enemy to wait for reinforcement that he knew will come soon.
Please Kong, hurry!!
Arthit, sent another silent prayer, for the man that he knew will come after him as soon as he realizes Arthit had gone missing. Arthit trusted, Kong more than Kong knew and by today Arthit will make sure, this threat will be gone forever. Suddenly, a familiar scream reverberates from a place that Arthit saw his friends were and stopped frozen onto the floor. His eyes widened as he saw four goons stripping Knock on a bunch of worn dirty gym mats.
