Choice

Chapter 5

Finished it yesterday but I forgot to publish it.. lol! 😂
Anyway guys.. dont call me author but call me Ai. Author sounds like there's a gap between us and I dont like it.

Three weeks had passed and Arthit was working hard as he had promised with his lover boy to go to Gam's concert. Though the concert will be held on Saturday, there was still a possibility of him coming to the office last minute if he did not double check everything based on his past experience. It had been three weeks and he had yet to confront Kongpob with the issue. He left it unattended and pretending as if nothing had happened.

Two more days before the date with Kongpob and he went home with a sullen face. He unlocked the door of his apartment and was greeted with a pair of shoes, neatly laid at the wall. He found no one in the living room and went into the bedroom. A 5'8" lad wore his sweatshirt that looked a bit tight on him was sprawling on the bed. Arthit was tip-toeing around his room to set aside his stuff. He pulled up the blanket a bit higher to cover Kongpob when the man shifted in his sleep. His eyes were half opened and sluggishly sat while rubbing off his sleepiness.

"P'Arthit, you're back."

"Yeah. Sorry, did I wake you up?" Kongpob shook his head.

"What time is it now, P'?"

"Just a little past 7. Why're you here? Don't you have classes tomorrow?"

"It's in the afternoon and I miss you so much that I can't wait till weekend,"

"Stop right there! It's too early for your cheesiness. Go and wash your face while I'll cook something for us,"

"Your company is weird. Isn't the working hour is 9am to 5pm?" Arthit just chortled at his whiny boyfriend.

He went to the kitchen and started to prepare dinner for them both. After checking the ingredients that he had, he can only afford to make a fried rice for them. Being swamped with his work, he forgot to buy the groceries. Arthit was about to cook after he had done cutting the sausage when Kongpob emerged in the kitchen. But before he could take another step, Arthit forbade him from doing so.

Kongpob heeded the warning and went to the living room to set the table. He smiled in triumph looking at the perfect position of the cutlery. He waited for the other at the table while playing with his phone. After several minutes, Arthit came with two plates and took a seat in front of Kongpob. As they were eating, the Head Hazer started to rant about his day to the senior.

"What about you P'Arthit?"

"Hmmmm... it's quite hectic lately,"

"Why does it sounds like a trouble to me?"

"Well..." Arthit paused a bit and looked at his expression; the younger waited for him to continue.

"P'John made some troubles with our supplier from China and P'Danai had ordered the team to clean up the mess,"

"How are you guys gonna solve it?" he stopped eating at that moment.

"We've to go to China and persuade them face to face," Kongpob's eyes hardened at the answer.

"How long?"

"Probably a week?"

The room fell in a complete silence for a minute. Kongpob's body was tensed as he was alarmed with the answer that he was going to receive when he threw the 'when' question.

"It's..." Arthit felt dreadful to finish his sentence. "the day after tomorrow."

The sound of metal hitting the plate filled the air. Kongpob got up with a stoic expression and slamming the door as he stormed out from the apartment. Leaving a bewildered Arthit behind with a guilt.