Boreas' Obssession

Chapter 8

A/N:  Happy 1K reads! Hello sweeties! Thank you for all the support that I received last chapter. And thank you for all the reads! Honestly, when I thought of writing this story, I was thinking of making my first work to be MingKit, my favourite couple and bias in the 2 moons trilogy. But then I find it more appealing first to give recognition to the power couple of the book, PhaYo. Anyway, Happy reading!

P.S. Is it just me or I find Nine (Kit, 2 moons 2) adorable and cute. Come on! He, for a guy was very beautiful! And Joong (Ming, 2 moons 2), he was really handsome and sexy! (Especially his tan colour). Anyway so much for my opinion. I just saw a photo of the two. ( I think I wanted to write a story about them because both look adorable.) Though my first love will still be KimCop. Hahaha

The drive to the university was actually interesting. His P’Beam starts immediately his rant about how stupid and careless his ideas was. How it will be hard for both of them to let go of their favourite brother. How their morning will never be the same without Wayo lighting the mood. He begins to pacify this crazy brother of him. Sometimes, this oldest brother of him was really coming to the extent of being the overprotected one.

How this P’Beam of them always been their protector for the past year, even with P’Kit. It was still fresh in his memories on how his P’Beam became overly protected of his P’Kit among all its male colleagues. It was a very funny memory, remembering the tomato faced his dimpled older brother was emitting in those moment. Well, he can’t blame them. P’Kit was really attractive, emitting an adorable and kind personality, with a slight grumpiness to spice things up.

He really laugh out loud at that moment, that they went home and without wasting any second, he find his oldest brother being strangled to death by his dimpled brother. How different curses were emitting on that cute kitten mouth, how ignorant of P’Beam for pissing the hell out of the grumpy doctor!

“Am I right Kit?”

His thoughts was been cut off to the voice of his brother. His eyes were diverted to his other brother sitting in the passenger seat of the car, being silent from the moment they left their house. This brother of him was just staring outside the window of the car.

“Hey Kit? You okay?”
“P? Why are you not speaking? Something’s wrong?”

His P’Kit will always be the one who will sense something wrong with him. Plus, he will always be there with him, helping him to face every problems being thrown at his ways. This older brother of him served as him confidant in his entire life. He recalls how supported Kit was all his days, pushing and encouraging him to just do what he wants, and they will always be there at his back to support him whatever decisions he make. So seeing the cute kitten silent as a lamb, he can’t help but feel a bit of worry entering his system.

In his entire life, upsetting his brothers and parents would be the least thing he wanted to do. Lying was one of the things that he hate to do to his brothers, that makes him to be open about whatever he was feeling at the first place. Also, his family should always be aware of what was happening to him. But, just like any other boy at his age, he can’t help but at least hide a tiny bitsy secret along the way. He knows that the moment his family knows about this, all of this will definitely not turn right.

Especially that it involves about those dreams with his own fantasy. His family had hired one of the best psychiatrist that they can find just to drive those nightmares away from him. He knows that they are only afraid, that it might trigger something to him that may ended up getting himself hurt, but he can’t help but be drawn day by day to that beautiful trauma. Every encounter that they have feels like addicting, it seems that the stranger was emitting such highly addictive drugs that was capable of making him drive nuts. It’s like dealing with an altogether existence of heroin and morphine. Feeling his bloodstream full, driving him all in edge and enveloping his entire being with it.