GAP (Way to our happiness)

10.

" I am not here to hurt you. "

"Really?"

"I promise..."Kongpobe said as he tried to touch the younger's face where he had a cut on his lips and swollen eyes turning black. But he stopped as the boy infront of him still had doubts about his intentions.

"Umm.....I am Kongpobe and you?"

"Ar--Arthit"

"Nice name." Kongpobe offered him one of his eye dazzling smile." What happened to you?" Kongpobe asked trying to touch the boys face again and succeed but the boy hissed when he touched the little cut on his cheek.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Kongpobe knew it was a stupid question but what else can he do to make the comfortable with him.

Arthit slowly nodded without saying anything.

"Then let's go inside I will tell someone to treat your wounds and give you some medicine." Kongpobe said but the boy shook his head in disagreement.

"Why--?" Kongpobe was about to ask something when the boy's stomach growled in hunger.

"Come with me." Kongpobe pulled the boy up and dragged him to the guest house where he will staying with his father.

As the orphanage was out of town his always spent some days there with the kids and this time he was also staying there.

"Come in" Kongpobe said while looking back as he felt the boy stopping.

"Umm..." Arthit was looking at his feet not knowing what to do.

"How old are you?" Kongpobe suddenly asked out of nowhere.

"Huh! What?" Arthit looked up a bit confused with the question.

"I asked you what is your age?" This time Kongpobe raised one of the brow.

"Umm... fif--fifteen." Arthit replied.

" I'm eighteen so that makes me your P' and you should listen to me like a good nong."
Arthit nodded then followed Kongpobe in the guest house.

"Sit there I will be right back" Kongpobe said leaving the boy in the living room.

Kongpobe went to the kitchen first and took some milk too warm and made his way to the room where he will be staying a searched for the first-aid box. He soon found it and made his way to downstairs.

" I think I told you to sit. Why are you still standing?" saying Kongpobe made the boy sit on couch and kept the first-aid box on the table and went to the kitchen again.

Kongpobe came back with some bread, milk and placed it in front of the boy.

"Eat something I haven't started making dinner yet but you can eat at orphanage or you stay here and have dinner with us if you want." Kongpobe said looking down at the boy.

The boy just stared at Kongpobe while there was water in his eyes.

"Hey don't cry. If you want I can make you something right now but let me treat your wounds first." Kongpobe said wiping the fresh tear fell on the boys cheeks. He was amazed how the boy's skin felt so smooth under his touch.

"No P' it's enough. Thank you." Arthit said in a low voice but it was enough for Kongpobe to hear the younger.

Arthit took a bread and nibbled on it, he was amazed how the plain bread felt good on his tongue which didn't get to taste anything but water the past two days. Kongpobe was carefully cleaning the wounds and applying medicine. He sometimes stole glances of the latter and he felt this warm feeling every time the younger would take a little sip of the milk and closed his eyes. And when he opened them there was a certain shine that made Kongpobe's heart beat faster.

"Let me clean the wounds on your face." Kongpobe said sitting closer to the boy.

Arthit didn't said anything just nodded but his heart was beating fast because of the closeness. There was foreign feeling Arthit was feeling as Kongpobe was treating his wounds so gently as if he was some fragile thing that would break if treated harshly. He was never treated like this so it felt like something impossible cause he was already broken and he believed there is no point and no one to treat him like that until now.

"Isss" Arthit hissed as Kongpobe was applying medicine on his swollen eye.

"Oh sorry!! Does it hurt or burn?" Kongpobe gently blew his eyes to reduce the hurt or burning feeling the younger felt.

They didn't notice but soon they were staring in each others eyes as they were saying everything through them.

Their faces were inches apart and Kongpobe's left hand was on Arthit's right cheek. Kongpobe's didn't notice when he was caressing the younger's cheek with his thumb and Arthit didn't notice when he started to enjoy the elder's gentle touch on his skin.

They were feeling an unknown pull towards the other and their lips almost touched when they heard a click form the door and the noise of the door opening.

Kongpobe jerked his hand way and Arthit looked way not knowing what to do.

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Kongpobe chuckled remembering their first meeting and Almost first kiss.
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To be continued
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AN: Finally getting a girp and the chapters are getting longer.

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