Daily Interactions

Mine

Slam.

He automatically flinch from the loud slam across the room, his eyes rise to meet the irate ones. Kong did not bother to mutter apologies for startling everyone in the library as he walks off cursing under his breath.

"So rude. Who is that?"

Arthit remove the finger which is trailing on his forearm with distaste as he gathers his books and stands up.

"My junior."

He left his classmate whom he is giving tuition with, it is too apparent that she did not need any but instead just needed to scratch some itch she have with all her grabby fingers on him.

Arthit left the library, reaching to pull his phone from his pocket but he couldn't find it. Stumped for a second, he groans when he recall that he left it charging on the table this morning in his rush to class.

"Ai'Oon. Let's go for class now." Bright slings an arm around his shoulder as he pulls Arthit along who still cranes his head around looking for Kong.

*****

His eyes seek for the lean figure in the mass of hungry students in the canteen when a loud voice calls for him and waves him over. He walks to Tutah who had reserved a seat for him in their usual table, his eyes still looking for that one elusive person. In his inattention, he accidentally walk into his classmates which he quickly mutters his apologies as he smiles when he catch sight of Kong who sits not one table away with his friends looking at him. Before he can leave, one of them caught his sleeve, surprising him.

"Ai'Oon."

He turn to look up at the girl, surprised at how she called him and also her forwardness.

"My friend here have something to say to you."

She gestures to the other girl who looks down at her feet, her head so low that he could barely see her face. He had a bad premonition to this and wanted to nip it at the bud by escaping but the other girl refuses to let go of his sleeve despite his tugging at it.

"Please go out with me!" The girl squeaked out but it is a loud enough squeak that the tables surrounding them did a collective Oooh and Prem who come up next to Arthit start to catcall.

"What the fuck!"

That loud curse draw Arthit's eyes to Kong who stood at his table.

"What's wrong Kongpob?" Oak asks, this side of Kong strange and foreign to him. Kong shakes his head, still glaring at Arthit before passing the excuse of forgetting something and escapes the canteen. Arthit groans softly. He is so doubly fucked.

"Ai'Oon?"
"It is Arthit to you. I am sorry but I cannot."

That itself is an answer to all around them as Arthit firmly declined and walks off to again find that junior of his who is perfecting the disappearing act much to his frustration.

"Stupid Kong." He mutters under his breath as he heads for his next and last class of the day before he have to go for his hazing activities, his stomach rumbling from hunger from the missed meal.

*****

He feels the sweat beading and rolling down his temple from the fiery sun blazing down at him. It did not feel fair if he stand in the shade when the juniors are doing cheers in the sun. What type of example will he set? He can see Kong briefly looking at him before turning away, barely acknowledging him. Arthit's mouth turn down slightly, knowing the other is disgruntled with him. The usual Kong would have came up with his flirty comments and also ask him to stay away from the sun in concern. No signs of that Kong today.