Broken Memories

Unwelcome Feelings and Explanations

A/N: Okay everyone! I'm sorry again for taking so long! Also, apologies for the length of the chapter. I had to stop it where I did. It's been a crazy few months at work so I hadn't been able to do much writing. But I pegged and pegged away at this and I hope everyone enjoys!

There were many voices Arthit has heard throughout his life and a decent amount of them could be categorized as ones he'd wish to never hear again. This was one of them. The chill down his spine is almost noticeable as he grips his leftover napkin to the point his knuckles rival the white material.

"P'Arthit, are you okay?"

Arthit finds he can't answer Kongpob because the definition of 'okay' he knows Kongpob has in mind is not anywhere near close to what Arthit is feeling right now. But he knows he can't leave his boyfriend hanging, "I will be," He says quietly.

Kongpob, he knows can read his body language and can tell he is uncomfortable with the newcomer, "I'm sorry but do you know P'Arthit?"

The stranger walks around the table to look at Arthit, arms crossed in front of their chest a permanent scowl on a rather handsome face, "Let us just say we go way back."

Knowing he is not going to be able to get out of this Arthit speaks up, "I thought I told you to stay away from me, Nariong."

"That's P'Nairong to you, Arthit,"

At this point Kongpob as reached for Arthit's hand and squeezes it reassuringly, "Unless you have official business with P'Arthit, please excuse us, we have school work to do."

Nairong narrows his gaze towards the joined hands, "I see your expectations for love interests have decreased rather rapidly, Arthit. Then again no one would ever be on par with me. Namtarn didn't want you either."

Arthit bites his lip as his grip on Kongpob's hand tightens, "Namtarn knew of my crush on her and she thanked me but said she could not return my feelings because she was already in love with Jay. At least I had the guts to tell her, unlike you."

Nairong spat, "I never wanted Namtarn,"

"No you wanted me and you're pissed off that I did not want you back," Arthit responds knowing he's going to have a lot of explaining to do when they get back to the dorms, "Now like my boyfriend said, unless you have official business with me, I'd suggest you keep your distance."

Nairong's face morphs into a smirk, "You can't keep me away anymore, Arthit."

Unable to handle any more of the confrontation Arthit finds himself wishing for an interruption. His wish is granted when Kongpob's phone goes off.

"Hello? Yes, P'Arthit's with me, yeah we're heading back to the dorms now, okay, thank you P' Knott," Kongpob ends the call, "That was P'Knott, one of your professors was looking for you on campus."

Arthit knows Kongpob is lying but he uses the lie to his advantage and nods before turning to look at Nairong, "My presence is needed elsewhere," Without waiting for an answer he pulls Kongpob to his feet and the two of them head out of the restaurant, bill already paid for and make their way back to the campus.

When they are a decent distance away and out of eyeshot, Kongpob pulls Arthit into a deserted alley and yanks the slightly shorter man into his arms, "I don't know who that was P'Arthit, but I need to do this,"

Arthit surprisingly does not argue as Kongpob pulls him into a deep kiss. Their arms finding themselves around the waist and shoulders of the other, the embrace, tight welcoming, secure. Arthit deepens the kiss but only just. After a moment they break apart breathing hard, "I needed it too," He confesses softly, "And I promise I will explain everything, just not here, and I need to talk to Knott and the others too. They need to hear this."