Self Rival • Completed

xvii. the kiss

Now this is where the real plot comes... I think.

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Arthit had been pacing back and forth for an hour, with his cellphone clutched in his hand and a worried façade.

"Come on... please pick, please pick up your phone Kong" Arthit chewed on his bottom lip when it went straight to Kong's voice mail. "Hey Kong, please call me if you get this, I've been worried sick for you... please"

Knot shook his head and sighed. "Maybe he's hiding from you because you look like a madman right now"

Arthit glared at him. Knot raised his two hands when he saw Arthit clutching his pencil case. "I'm joking Oon, it's a joke. Maybe something happened again like the last time? Yeah? Stop worrying Arthit, Kong's fine, he should be here anytime soon"

"No Knot, the last time he was late, it was just like 10 minutes only. Now, an hour had already passed and he's still not here" Arthit's shoulders slumped. "Knot, I don't want to stress out myself but I can't help but to think gruesome thoughts again"

"Okay okay before you invent another psycho story, stop thinking about Kong, he's fine, you said he was fine yesterday, right?"

"Yeah. We were so happy at the amusement park and then I asked him if he wanted me to accompany him and then he said no, maybe I should've accompanied him, what if some thieves robbed him? Knot, this is all my fault if only I should have insisted-"

"Okay now you're really over thinking his absence" Knot pulled Arthit back to his swivel chair and massaged his tensed shoulders. "Everything's fine, Kong is probably doing his nerdy things with his nerdy friends"

"What if... he was scared of me because I hugged him last night before we left each other? That's possible, right?"

Knot snorted. "It was just a hug and you said he instigated it"

"Yeah but I was the one who acted out first... oh god, what if I smelt really really bad? Like a rotten fruit or something and now he wanted to be away from me before I defile his pleasant smell?"

"Wait, you sniffed him?"

"I didn't, I have nose, of course I'd smell how fragrant he is"

"I'm going to pretend what you did isn't creepy. Okay how about this, if after an hour, he's still not here, you take a half-day and go to his apartment? That will rest your mind"

Arthit nodded. "Yeah. I'll do that"

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Kongpob groaned and buried himself deeper on his bed when he felt another wave of dizziness.

Last night, he arrived at the apartment, wet from the rain. He felt like an idiot when he slept through thinking it wouldn't harm him but he regretted it big time when he woke up with a terrible headache and a very high fever.

He also regretted coming straight to the cheap apartment rather than resting on his own soft bed. In there, Mr. Khan would take care of him and cook for him his favorite foods contrary to what his state at the moment, sweating and dying alone.

"Oh shit" Kongpob groaned when he felt his stomach grumbling.

So he's hungry, dizzy, exhausted, excessively sweating, very sleepy and dying alone. What a sad sad life for Kongpob.

Kongpob just hope he was able to say I love you to his family. Or he should've bought Aim a gift other than a pink boxers printed with leopard prints. Or he should've asked Mr. Khan to take care of his gold fish... except that Kongpob didn't have a gold fish so he needed to buy that first...