SOTUS: The University Days (and Other Universes)

Hold Me, Asshole

Arthit is so exhausted. This is not the usual exhaustion he gets from his job. The entire week, he had to extend his work hours, and now, Saturday, he's still working from home. There's a big project he and Tod are working on, and his extra hours are needed right now.

Kongpob, on his bed, watches him worriedly. Stress is evident in his boyfriend's body, but he knows he won't be able to stop him. However, that doesn't mean he won't check on him from time to time and try.

"P'Arthit, you need to take a break. I'm sure P'Tod won't be mad if you would submit the document a few hours late."

Arthit, while typing on his laptop, listens. He always does. A break should be nice, but he cannot afford that, not right now. Instead, he has a different thing in mind.

"You know I can't do that, Kong. Tod's been waiting for this since this morning. Now, stop telling me what to do about my job and hold me."

Kongpob turns his head at that.

"Please."

"What was that?" Kongpob playfully asks, though he's already getting out of the bed. Arthit doesn't always ask for attention, not verbally, at least. He's very subtle when he's needy, and Kongpob cannot remember if there was a time Arthit verbally asked for his affection.

This is a historic moment in their relationship.

"You heard me," Arthit answers in a flat tone.

"Hmm, not sure I did, darling," Kongpob says as he moves his face to Arthit's neck, which he's so addicted to. He kisses it, and Arthit whines in protest.

"Kongpob!" Arthit pouts, lifting his head to glare at him. "I'm tired, and I'm still working even though I'm supposed to be resting. I just want a few seconds of being fucking held by my boyfriend, okay?"

Kongpob grins and wraps his arms around Arthit from the back, grinning more when Arthit lifts his face again, now with a smile. Kongpob plants a kiss on his forehead.

"All you had to do was ask, P'Arthit."

Arthit changes his expression. "You're an asshole."

"Yes, your asshole. And you want this asshole to hold you."

Arthit almost shakes his body to get rid of Kongpob and leave just to spite him, but the better-thinking part of his brain doesn't want him to move. Of course, he wants Kongpob to hold him. He wants Kongpob not to let go because with all the stress surrounding him, he's desperately yearning for his affection.

But, instead of admitting that, he just nestles deeper into Kongpob's embrace and whispers, "Shut up, asshole."

And Kongpob doesn't stop smiling.