Having taken a firm decision, Arthit dragged himself slowly very slowly to hell. Finally after taking 20 minutes to cover 5 minutes destination, he finally planted his feet in front of Kong's dorm and started debating in his mind whether Kong would be there or not. First he thought to call him and announce his arrival, he gave up the idea as he was not the train which was about to depart, but already arrived. He thought of knocking and what if he was sleeping, probably he would not be, at that time of the day. Then he thought of asking his neighbour whether Kong was in or out. As if his neighbours were his personal secretary to know his whereabouts. Arthit again was debating to do it or not to do it. Actually, his heart had already signed off his feelings and without heart, his mind was going haywire and that's what the mind confused him to the core.
Having stood in front of Kong's door for more than 15 minutes, he decided to knock at his door. The door opened and Kong stood in front of him in shorts and T-shirt. He was looking so, so, so, so handsome that he wanted to keep him for HIMSELF ALONE, the mind resolved Arthit's dilemma but the heart, which betrayed few minutes ago, again started sending signals to brain that Kong, sorry Kongpob Suthiluck belonged to his cousin Nobitha.
"No, this cannot be, why my heart have to fall for Kong, only Kong, why, why, and why even Nobitha love him, only him, is he the only man in whole of Bangkok, to date, to love and to marry, why Knot and Prem are after me and why Kong is gay for only that one lucky person, and why Maprang is in love with Knot and why Mew has to suffer at the hands of his own lover............why?, battled Arthit in his mind".
Kong was shocked seeing Arthit standing at his door in a trance and the way he was staring at him, he felt that as if Arthit had lost the important organ of his body part in a war. Kong cleared his throat and signaled Arthit to come inside. Kong did not move even an inch to let him pass and Arthit had to brush him and move in. Arthit felt a spark when his shoulder rubbed with Kong's. Kong smirked looking at Arthit's state of confusion. He knew very well that Nobitha had schooled Arthit to present the case on his behalf. Well, Kong was the judge and he would decide. He waited to see how would Nobitha's advocate plead the case.
"Kong, please listen to me, please, please, first listen to me".
"P Arthit, you have only two minutes to talk about Nobitha, and I will listen to you only because it is you.
" Thank you, Kong. Nobitha has a troubled life and she is a little immatured. But believe me, she is a lovely, beautiful, intelligent and dependable sister".
"Ok, she wants to be my sister. Well, then gladly, I will accept her".
"You asshole, listen, to me she is a lovely sister to me , to you, she is your lover, please accept her since today is her last day in this campus, please accept her love, you are her first and sincere love. She will mend her ways for you if you are in her life".
Kong knew that Arthit had failed his arguments for his client. Arthit was staring at Kong. Kong moved closer to Arthit so close that Arthit was forced to retrace his steps back to the wall where he was walled by Kong's two arms firmly. Arthit was already foolishly ogling Kong and the nearness of Kong face, his lips and his voice made Arthit abandon his hearts which were fighting between them, one for Nobitha and the other one, which truly belonged to Kong murdered Nobitha's one and sent the passionate and lusty nerves to Arthit's mind.
Kong huskily said , "Then what will happen to my love for my lover, I cannot betray him, I have become gay for him, what will happen to his heart, tell me my Arthit".
Kong brushed his lips on Arthit's cheeks, nose, forehead and finally glued his lips on Arthit's. Arthit was so much into Kong that he brought his hands near Kong's waist and moved him closer to him. Kong went on kissing, kissing, kissing, kissing...................................................and kissing and kissing. Kong had bitten Arthit's lips and went on until the six enemies marched in to the room banging the door, which was kept ajar to separate their moments of kissing.
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CRUSHED GOLA
RomanceHOW A CRUSH REMAINS A CRUSH THROUGHOUT HIS LIFE, BUT IF GIVEN A CHANCE, HE WILL MAKE HIM HIS LOVE.