Friends, benefits....and more! [Complete]

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Kong's POV

"Is that P'Arthit over there? Fuck he looks hot!"

Kong turned in the direction May was looking as the pulsing nightclub buzzed with electric energy. It wasn't often he made his way to the club, what with classes and homework and a hundred different things constantly beating down on them, but tonight was one of the rare occasions where Kong was more than prepared to let loose.

It was hard to really make out everyone on the other side of the dance floor but it was sure as hell impossible to miss a man like P'Arthit. Especially when he was dressed the way he was. It wasn't really a secret he was one of the more popular seniors on our campus, with more than few girls, and boys, having tried to break his impenetrable wall to get close to him. He was also famously not interested. Having rejected a string of confessions in the few months that Kong had even known about him it wasn't really that surprising to Kong why he harbored a tiny little secret crush on the man. You don't really need to stretch your imagination as to why an immensely good looking, mysteriously private, a very hard to attain guy gave a little flutter to the butterflies in Kong's stomach.

The real shocking part was when the man is question actually locked eyes with Kong. His dimpled smile beckoning him closer. The words practically stuck in Kong's mouth, unable to formulate coherent sentences when he found himself dancing with him. Perhaps the alcohol helped, maybe it hindered. Kong wasn't entirely sure. It did help him shed all his inhibitions though as he found himself leaning close to P'Arthit's ear. Whispering exactly the things he imagined doing to him more than once.

Who kissed whom first isn't a question Kong would ever be able to answer himself. All he knew was one second they were running their hands across each other's bodies, lips fused like their life depended on it, and the next moment he found them tumbling on a bed while he proceeded to make most of his fantasies about the man come true.

"Don't look now, but P'Arthit  just entered the cafeteria. Damn! how does he always look so good!"

It wasn't really meant for Kong, but he discretely turned his head towards the entrance anyway. It had been two whole weeks since that fateful night and it took nearly all of Kong's will power to not break into the widest grin as he fist pumped, announcing to the entire campus that he had actually slept with the man.

Obviously he had no real intention to tell anyone about it and looking at the brief glance P'Arthit gave him it turns out the feeling was rather mutual. Both intensely private in their personal lives to have ever discussed with anyone their night of passion.

To be entirely honest it had pinched him slightly when P'Arthit hadn't called him, but one look at the soft blush on his face as their eyes accidentally met across the café told him all he needed to know. It was nothing more than a one night stand and frankly Kong really didn't have much to complaint about anyway.

Cause holy fuck he had a one night stand with P'Arthit! If that didn't qualify as a total win in his book he didn't know what did.

Although that didn't really stop him from paying a little more attention to his gossiping friends than he would have normally done. If there was anything interesting to know about P' they were probably in the know how. Which meant exactly a month later Kong timed his second trip to the night club perfectly to overlap with P'Arthit's plans. Who knows, perhaps he might get lucky once again.

"Ok spill already. Which girl is messaging you? You always get that weird expression on your face when you are reading her texts."

Oak wiggled his eyebrows at Kong suggestively as he pulled out his phone from his pocket, a mysterious smile shaping up on his lips as he read the now common text.