Unplanned Marriage

Chapter 2

Arthit came to himself and immediately felt the pain in the back of his forehead. Did he have a fight the previous day? He couldn't remember a thing. His eyes hurt too much for him to open them yet. He instinctively searched for Mary in his bed, some cuddling after rough night was the best. Once he felt her naked back, Arthit scooted over and hugged her from behind.

Was she always this muscular? He hadn't felt her naked body in a while now, something felt off though. Arthit slowly moved his hand from her stomach a bit up, searching for two soft clouds. Once he thought he found one, he squeezed lightly just to be more confused by its firmness.

His other hand quickly slid down between her legs. Arthit's body froze when he felt something that shouldn't be there. Something hard.

"Jane, what are you... SHIT!" Kongpob turned around confused, awakened by weird moves and touches. Once he spotted a strange man, his jaw dropped.

"What the fuck?!"Arthit yelled. "Who the hell are you? Why are you in my bed?!"

"Who the hell are you?! And why are you in my bed?!" Kongpob yelled back. They both tried to cover themselves with a blanket, checking how much they've got on.

"This is my house!" Arthit declared, pulling the blanket from Kong's hands.

"No, this is my house!" He pulled back. It took them a while to realize there was only one huge cover for both of them. Kongpob coughed on purpose to hide his embarrassment.

"Let's calm down." He suggested, looking around for his clothes. Only then he noticed he doesn't recognize his surroundings.

"This is... this is not my house." Arthit breathed out slowly.

"Mine either. Looks like we're in a hotel." Kongpob said as he picked up his shirt from the floor. Something shiny was on his left hand that caught his attention.

"Do you remember anything?" Arthit asked, scratching the back of his head. He'd let down the boundaries and threw the blanket he was holding on the floor. He was glad to find out he was wearing his pants.

"Nothing. I'm sorry, but I don't even know you. This is ridiculous." Kong started buttoning up his shirt, still looking at the shiny thing.

"Hey, why are you..." Arthit also noticed the ring. The ring that was meant for Mary.

"Hm?" Kongpob looked up and then on stranger's left hand. "Oi, why do you have that?" He asked once he saw the ring that was meant for Jane on his hand. They exchanged looks and laughed.

"Man, what did we do last night?" Arthit asked, trying to slide off the ring.

"I don't want to know." Kong smirked, struggling with the ring. "My name is Kongpop, Kongpob Prachaya." He introduced himself and extended his hand towards the stranger.

"Arthit Perawat." He smiled and accepted his hand.

"How do you take this off?" He asked after a while, having his finger all swollen and red.

"Wish I would know." Kong replied, being in the same situation. They've tried it few more times, but the rings felt stuck to their skin.

"This is impossible!" Arthit panted, still with his ring on.

"Let's try it later. Do you not recall anything?" Kongpob asked, curious how a stranger man ended up with his engagement ring. Or why was he wearing one himself? Or why they were in the same bed.

"I met you in a club and then... I don't know the rest." Arthit tried his best. "I usually remember after a while, so I think I will be able to tell you in the next few hours."

"The last thing I remember is my girlf-... ex-girlfriend telling me she is pregnant." Kongpob sighed, sitting down on the bed. He buried his face in his palms, slowly recalling yesterday's events. "Damn." He cursed quietly.

"I remember walking on my girlfriend sleeping with my best friend." Arthit said to himself, sitting down as well. They were leaning against each other with their backs, both of them going over their painful memories.

Kongpob rubbed his eyes to get back to reality when he noticed a paper on the bedside table. A word marriage caught his attention and made him read it.

"Oh, I remember you asking me jokingly if I want to marry you. That's probably why we have each other's rings on our hands." Arthit laughed suddenly, recalling new bits of memories.

"Oi... I don't think it was a joke." Kongpob breathed, feeling the shivers running down his spine. This definitely didn't look like a prank.

"What are you talking about?" Arthit turned around to face him, still smiling. Once he saw the headline of the paper in another man's hands, his smile froze.