Unapologetic[Completed]

ArthKong

How do you speak your feelings?

Why is it that the truer it is, the harder it is to say?

How do you make the time go slow, or better, stop it?

How do you stop a person from leaving?

These thoughts were plaguing Arthit ever since that day.

Nowadays, he was not subtle at all. He knew he was being reckless.

But consequences be damned.

He thought as he openly stared at Kongpob through the rear view mirror. Not caring of another person sitting in the front.

They were stuck at a traffic jam on the way to their meeting, and Arthit was getting annoyed by the minute.

Irritated, he got out and started walking.

With Kongpob soon following him.

He resumed his place of walking behind him, holding an umbrella.

But Arthit stopped abruptly and stepped back.

"What....", Kongpob started.

"Don't"

Kong shut his mouth.

Arthit surprised even himself when he found himself buying drinks for both of them and sipping it and walking together, sharing an umbrella.

It almost felt like a date, an impromptu one.

It was like a drop of water to a thirsty man. A man who had been craving water for so so long.

How do you quench your thirst, with just a single drop, knowing, it was the only one you will get?

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Kongpob placed the last of his stuff into the bag and closed it. He was done packing.

So that's it, huh?

That's the end?

With neither of them speaking anything, even acknowledging that something existed between them?

Well, that's how he had planned, right? So why was it hurting so much.

And what's with this tears? Lately, they had a will of their own. Appearing whenever they wanted.

Roughly he wiped his tears away. He would not regret it. He must not regret it.

It's better that way.

But, atleast now, he should let his heart beat freely for awhile.

He let the tears roll silently.

His phone beeped with a message.

'open the door'

He quickly opened it and saw Arthit standing there, looking like a mad man.

His hair disheveled, shirt untucked and crumpled, tie crooked, eyes swollen and red and tear stains on his face.

Arthit rushed forward and hugged him tightly, very tightly. He started dropping kisses on his neck, then on his face.

"Kong I lo...."

"No!! Don't say it!!", Kong exclaimed covering Arthit's mouth.

Arthit removed it,

"No, I must say it. I will say it. I should be allowed atleast this much. I should have atleast this much liberty.
Kong, I love you"

Then kissed him, and kissed him and kissed him, without stopping. With Kong giving in too.

Pouring out their bottled feelings, things left unsaid, and things which could be, but never will be.

When they stopped, they already found themselves on bed.

" Why are you crying?"

"Because you are crying"

"Idiot"

"You are idiot"

"Arthit"

"Hmm?"

"I love you too"

And they continued kissing and crying.

When they held each other again and again that night, they threw out all their inhibition.

Arthit might be cheating on his fiancée.

Kongpob might be having an affair with a taken man.

But why did it felt so right that time, when they were morally wrong.

Just one night, just for this one night, they'll be sinners.

But since when did falling in love became a sin?

It's not like you could control whom you fall in love with.

Maybe this is the fault of this unfair world with Thier twisted rules, which make such a pure emotion feel dirty.

Because their love for each other was just that, pure and beautiful.

And they felt just like that as they embraced each other tightly.

What if Arthit was a taken man, to be wedded in few months.

And what if Kongpob will disappear the next day, like a cat leaving his master when dying.

They wanted to create just one beautiful memory of their love.

Their first and last.

And for this night, and their love,

they remain unapologetic.

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That's the end. Thanks for sticking by.

And guys, I don't support cheating. 😓 It's just a story and was necessary for the plot.