Chapter 62

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Arthit's POV

I'm still not used to waking up next to him, and I'm definitely not used to being just as naked. Kongpob insisted that I needed to get comfortable with myself. He told me that I was perfect the way I was, but if I wasn't happy with what I saw in the mirror, then only I can make those changes.

That's easy for him to say. I'm not in bad shape per se, but my abs and everywhere else are nowhere near as defined as his body. So, I'm planning to start working out more regularly. Kongpob jokingly said our nightly activities should count too.

Laying so close next to him makes me feel so warm, like I really belong here with him. His tan skin is flawless. It's so soft and smooth. When he sleeps, he has this peaceful innocent boyish look. His lashes are real long laying against his cheeks. And then those very kissable inviting pink lips. I love watching him sleep.

It's almost time for him to wake up. I barely slept all night, but I'm not tired at all. I guess I'm too happy to sleep.

"Arthit, it took ten years for me to love again. My love is not made of glass, and I don't love in haste. I mean it when I say I love you."

Those words keep repeating in my mind over and over again, and I can't stop myself from feeling giddy. When he first said he loved me, I think I still couldn't really believe it. Maybe I was holding my breath because of his date with Mild. But last night, I realized how hurt he was that I didn't believe him.

He made me promise to never go along with Nina's crazy ideas again. I saw all those texts that she sent from my phone too. I don't even know when she got a hold of my phone during dinner. How did she even unlock my phone? I need to change my passcode later.

Kongpob has casually introduced me to his whole world with no reservations. But I must say, it must be tiring being him. There's something going on everyday on top of just work for this man. He is so busy, it's ridiculous. No wonder he likes privacy. He barely has any. I've known him for less than two months, and I feel like there's enough material for a novel.

Everyday he runs from one company to another, meetings after meetings. He is constantly putting out fires and closing deals. He has been telling me about some of his plans at night, and I know he is just sharing, but sometimes I give him my input too. I get excited sometimes when he tells me he took my advice.

Kongpob barely ever eats lunch. At least not a real meal. That's also why he thinks we were destined to meet. Because on the day we met, he was actually supposed to have a lunch meeting with someone at the cafe, but that person got a flat tire on the way, so he couldn't make it. For the first time in a very long time, he was actually going to eat lunch. He stayed at the cafe, and ended up with a boyfriend. So both of our unfortunate day, has brought us together. Mine more tragic than his of course. However, it surprised me when he told me what he thought of our first encounter. Who would have pegged him for a romanticist?

How can you not fall in love with this man? He is like a whirlwind that came and knocked me off my feet, and then sucked me into his world. For so many years, I've gotten used to just living for the sake of living. I haven't thought about whether I was happy or not, or what kind of future I wanted. But now, I want to be greedy. I want to be happy, and I want a future with him in it. I don't know how realistic it is, but if I've wasted five years being lifeless, then I can at least see how far I can go in pursuit of happiness.

Today, I've decided to take this relationship a step further. I know I have put doubts in his mind about us because I don't show affection outside of four walls. But that's really just because I don't want him to regret being with me when he faces judgement. I know he tries really hard to make me comfortable in this relationship, and I love him more for it. And now I want to show him that I don't plan to just walk away. I will give everything I've got for this relationship.

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