SOTUS: The University Days (and Other Universes)

Secrets

"Let's play a game," Kongpob says, as if he is a child.

As if he isn't 20 kilometers away from the apartment Arthit is staying at.

His boyfriend laughs. Arthit's too tired from his internship work, but he indulges his boyfriend. "Okay, what are the rules?"

"Tell me a secret, anything you haven't told me before, and I'll do the same."

"Alright," Arthit says and squeezes the phone so tightly that his ear would be red in a while. "Tell me a secret."

"I miss the glares of the seniors in the university," Kongpob says, and Arthit laughs again. "Your turn."

"I stole two shirts from your closet before I left," Arthit said.

Kongpob gasps in a mock outrage. He knew it all along.

"You were not answering when I called last week, so I called P'Prem and asked if you were alright," Kongpob continues.

Arthit takes a breath, slowly, in and out.
"Sometimes, I stare at my phone and think about calling you first," Arthit says, "but then I never do."

Kongpob is silent for a moment, so long that Arthit thought he should hang up.

"I sat in my dorm and cried yesterday because I miss you so much."

"Kongpob..."

"How about you? What do you miss?"
Arthit is silent.

"P'Arthit?"

"You."

"Not pink milk?"

Arthit laughs. "No, not pink milk. You."

Kongpob closes his eyes and smiles. They stay silent for a while.

"P'Arthit," he said, "tell me another secret."

Arthit knows what to say. It isn't a secret, not really, but it is something he rarely tells Kongpob.

"I love you."

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a/n: if you've read my other oneshots collection, you might recognize this short fic. this is the original one, which i reworked since the ldr situation fits more.