(A/N: Re-read 1st half of chapter 17 if you don't remember what is happening)
Rome quietly inserted the key into the keyhole to sneak into his room. He came back very late, just as he intended, wanting to avoid Bright at all costs. Things have been messy between them for a while now.
Rome was in love with his teammate. He had loved him for as long as he had known him, but all they had developed throughout the years was a bromance. They were extremely close, they would hug occasionally for emotional support, they slept with their beds joined together... but it was never more. Ever.
Bright even had a few girlfriends, like he was completely blind and ignorant of feelings Rome had for him. After the conversation, they had some time ago (A/N: check the beginning of chap 7 if you're confused), Rome gave it a second thought and realized he is not suited to be so close to Bright without getting anything back.
He was feeling so exhausted and emotionally drained as if all the love and affection he directed to Bright was sucking his soul out.
He was feeling fairly surprised when he entered the room and found out he was the only one there. Bright was nowhere to be found and his bed, that was currently pushed away from Rome's, was missing bed sheets and a cover.
"Hello?" He asked loudly just to be sure. No response. Where could he go at this hour? Rome wondered while checking his phone for messages. There were none.
A new girl again? Flashed through his mind which resulted in shivers going down his spine. His mood immediately darkened even more and Rome proceeded to storm into the bathroom and jump in the shower to calm down.
What really happened was Bright packing his most necessary stuff and rushing to Arthit's room before anyone would notice him.
That night, both of them weren't able to sleep properly as their minds were occupied by the thoughts of the other.
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Arthit woke up to a numb feeling in his left arm. In fact, he couldn't move most of his body and a strange weight made it difficult for him to breath.
"What the..." He exhaled while adjusting his eyes to the light and looked around. His face was inches away from Kongpop's and his body was quietly resting on Arthit's. "... fuck!" He yelled the last word while throwing his arms in the air and sitting up to free himself.
Kong woke up immediately with a confused and scared look on his face.
"What's going on?" He asked while withdrawing from Arthit. He was afraid he caused him a post-traumatic experience. "Did you have a bad dream?"
"This is a bad dream! Why the hell am I here, again?! What techniques did you use this time, "Mr. I get all I want"?!" Arthit only proceeded to raise his voice.
"P', I don't understand what-"
"Don't you dare to call me that. I'm not your P'." He gave him a death glare.
What happened over the night was that Arthit's memory was erased once he calmed down. He had forgotten almost all the things that happened the previous day while the rest mixed up.
Arthit remembered being in the bathroom and Kongpop touching him on all kinds of places. He felt shivers on his body only imagining what else he had might done to him.
"I just don't know what is going on..." Kong had such a heartbreaking expression it confused Arthit for a bit. "Is it still because of yesterday? I'm really sorry about it and I should have been more careful back then... I can get May here right away." He only half-whispered in order not to trigger Arthit even more.
But his words just supported the conclusion Arthit made in his head with his mixed-up memories.
"At least you don't pretend like nothing happened yesterday." A smile started to appear on his face. "I can't believe I've tried to understand you even for a tiny bit and somehow get closer to you." Arthit's smile was the worst expression Kong had ever seen. "You trash. Words cannot describe how disgusting you are. You don't even deserve death at this point."
Kongpop didn't understand. What did he do so wrong? He had asked him multiple times if it was okay to touch him. He should have come sooner to save him but he believed he did all he could. He had cameras set all over the place and everybody knew that, yet someone was brave enough to do this right under his nose.
"Fuck you, I don't ever want to see you again." Arthit looked him straight in the eyes to give him an even better taste of his anger.
When he saw Kong's red eyes filled with tears, his mind went blank.
I can't believe I'm updating again. I'm SO sorry dears. I'm back at it again though, 1000%. My life is finally settled down. I'm living with my bf now, I managed to maintain my studies and my exam for a driving license is (finally) coming up.
I'm in a good place now. I'm happy now. I've moved on.WHICH MEANS:
- New story - after I finish this one (it won't be sotus fanfic though, yet BL)
....aaaannnd *drums* ....
- I shall finish this story for once & forever! ~ yay. Updates every Tuesday, but I will try to double-update to get you over this cliff-hanger~Thank you, yet again, for your endless support and patience. I know a lot of you have probably dropped this already, but that's okay as well. ❤️ thank you for staying. I treasure it dearly.
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Fanfiction"Your father would be killed for doing half of the stuff you've just done. You're lucky that you're new here. You should learn how to behave, how about that?" Kongpop pressed the knife on his neck harder, causing a light stream of blood to leak out...