Kongpob was excited for Arthit's and his 3 year anniversary which was only 3 more days ahead. All through this week and last week though, he had been throwing hits at Arthit to try to make him guess where he would take him for their anniversary.
While Kongpob was excited, Arthit was dreading the 3 days ahead. He didn't want it to come because then he knew what he had to do and he didn't want to.
He was pretty sure the rest of the two days would be the worst days of his life, and so the count down started.
Day 1:
Arthit was ignoring Kong, with the excuse of being too busy or having too much work. Since he was now working, it was hard for Kongpob to see his face so he didn't really think much of it. It only took Kong 10 days to notice that his P' was ignoring him, with him also being bust with Sotus actives. But the signs were very clear. At home, Arthit won't touch him at all, even going as far as not looking at him. He was always gone in the mornings and that saying something because Kongpob gets up before him. Whenever Kongpob was trying to have a conversation, his P' would only reply with a "Yes" or a "No." Whenever Kong want to visit him, he was also with female employees, flirting, touching them slightly. He even talked about one of his female colleague when he come home one day for the rest of the day, not even taking not Kongpob's Jealous face. But It was soon forgotten was he emembered what tomorrow was.
Day 2:
Kong was excited because today was his and his P's third Anniversary. They have been planning it since they started dating. even there friends knew not to bother them on this day. Arthit even planned in advance to have this day off since he started working. This was a special day for them and for some of their friends, they felt that it was a special day for them too since they got to watch the relationship grow and blossom.
First thing Kong did when he go home was decorate their whole apartment. He had balloons up, He brought a cake, he had streamers, poppers, drinks, and presents. Let's not forget the lube and condoms. He had every thing and was ready fhe staror his P' to come home.
When an hour passed, then two, he get a call from his P'. He was a little mad, but maybe his P was just getting him something nice, that took two hours. It made sense that he would take that long since he P is still so shy. He pressed the call button happily, ready to greet his P' when he was stopped, "Sorry Kong, I won't be home today, I was called in today to do a project and it'll take all night" Kong was angry, "P', I thought you requested this day off in advance. Why did they call you to work instead of somebody else?" He said with clenched teeth's, "I volunteered to do this project, it would really look go when I go for a promotion, besides it's not like today was important. I don't even know why I requested this day off" Kong was absolutely fuming. The vain on his forehead was throbbing, he could feel it, "Whatever P'. Goodbye" Before Arthit could say anything more, Kong hanged up.
All his angry was still there, but he felt more like crying instead and he didn't know what to do. His P' had been so distance lately, but this was the last strew. How could he forget there three year like that? Like it was just another day for them? Like they weren't planning since they starting dating? Did any of their relationship mean nothing at all? With no answers to his questions, he knew when he had to do. He packed his bag, he looked around the room once more. He debating upon leaving a note or not? Did His P' even deserve a note? in the end he did leave one before he walked out of his P', no not his anymore, but of P' life.
on the other side of town, Arthit was sitting on a couch, with tears down his cheeks, sobbing till he was choking on his tears, with his friends all beside him, not knowing how to help him, how to clam him down, all they could do was just sit there and watch as their best friend's heart was being ripped apart by him. Arthit held the phone to his chest, his breathing becoming irregular, his face red and botchy with tears. He did not even think before he jumped up from his friend's couch and ran all the way across town to their apartment. when he opened the door, the light was off, but he could make out the outline of a balloon. he looked their apartment door and turned on the light. He could see the steamers, presents, and balloons. he walked inside, just touching everything while he cried more and on the table, in Kong's lovely, messy handwriting, was a note that said:
I don't know you anymore
He walked over to their bed and curled up into a ball. he held the note to his chest, next to his broken heart.
I was his apartment now and it never felt more lonely.
