6 Years After • Completed

vii. Day 3 (part 2)

"What.The.Hell?!" Irish whisper-shouts. "Arthit, I thought you told me you were going to tell him to make him leave. Now, what was that I see back there?"

Arthit looks back at the table where Kongpob and Faye are to check what they are doing. When Kongpob sees him, he smiles, Arthit smiles back and looks back at his cousin with a frown. "Shut up, he's going to hear you."

"Let him hear me. Do you want me to march there and tell him everything just so this can be over and done with?"

Arthit rolls his eyes. "You don't need to. I've already told you Ish, I will tell him."

Irish raises her eyebrow. "When?"

"Earlier, I told you, we weren't doing anything. You see, I was about to tell him my reason but he saw parasailing and since he knows I don't want it, he teased me and pulled me towards that place but then he fell and he accidentally pulled me with him and that's when you and Faye saw us so really, we weren't doing anything wrong."

Irish shakes her head in dismay. "You know Arthit, the more he stays here with you, the more you two sinned."

Arthit sighs. "I'm already guilty holding him back here than I should be so don't add any more, please? I'll tell him, I promise you, I just need a perfect time," Arthit looks back at the two again and although he can see Kongpob and Faye laughing while talking, Arthit can see that based on Kongpob not focusing on Faye anymore and how his eyes turn towards Arthit's way every second, he's beginning to get curious. "Can we just go back there already? I don't want him to get suspicious that we are talking about him."

A while ago, even before they even got the chance to order, Irish immediately pulled Arthit by the side and well, nags at him.

Irish nods.

Before the two walked back to their table, Arthit pulls Irish back. "Can you not act weird around him? Please? Be normal and please don't roll your eyes at him, he doesn't know anything."

Irish rolls her eyes and sighs exasperatedly. "Okay. Fine. Whatever."

"Oh and one more thing, can we act like we're together because that's what he knows."

"You're really going to do anything for him?"

"Please?"

Irish smirks and intertwines her hands with Arthit's. "Okay, honey."

Arthit groans. "Stop calling me honey"

"No can do, honey. Now, come on, they're waiting for us."

"Wait, can we laugh while we walk there? You know, just so Kongpob would think we're talking something really fun."

Irish laughs. "We're so fake, I love it. Don't worry Arthit, I'll nail this."

As planned, Irish and Arthit walk towards Kongpob and Faye laughing, although Irish's laugh is obviously fake because of its high pitch even Arthit is cringing at his cousin so he squeezes her hand tight to make her stop.

Arthit sits beside Kongpob and Irish beside Faye.

Faye smiles at them. "You two seem to be having fun, as Kongpob and I here, care to share?"

"Well, my boyfriend here," Irish holds Arthit's hand and squeezes it as well. Arthit mentally groans because he almost feels his bones cracking. "Is just telling me this funny thing he saw on the internet and you know the two of us, we always share every funny thing we see on the internet, that's how we love each other, right honey?"

Arthit cringes mentally. Irish is a bad actress. "Yeah, like what she said."

Faye nods, under the table, she has her hand intertwined with Irish. "Kongpob's also telling me he knows Arthit in the past and he's here because of an ex? What a coincidence that they see each other again." It's really a coincidence.