Their Beautiful Secret

8. Arthit's Cuteness

"Morning, baby." Kongpob kissed Arthit's forehead the second the omega opened his eyes the next morning.

Arthit smiled and hid his face under the blankets. "Morning. Where's Yo?"

Chuckling, the alpha slowly pulled the blanket off. "He's in the living room watching his morning tv show. Come on, we need to get ready."

"Five more minutes." Arthit whined as he pulled the covers back to himself. "I'm still tired."

"Oon, come on. You'll be late," Kongpob tried to convince his lover. This wasn't new to him but instead of getting annoyed, he's only amused by Arthit's cuteness in the morning.

"No! Five more-- "

"Papa!"

The scream coming from the living made the omega bolt out of bed, his feet scrambling to get put of the room as fast as he could. Panic filled Arthit's nerves hearing his son's cry.

Kongpob was right behind him.

"What happened, baby?" Arthit asked the little boy after he picked him up in a split second he arrived in front of him.

Wayo, with teary eyes, pointed at the floor. His sippy cup was laying on the floor with pink colored liquid flowing out of it into the the carpet.

"Aww... He spilled it," Kongpob said before walking into the kitchen to get something to clean the mess with.

Meanwhile, Arthit tried to coo Wayo over his spilled pink milk. He himself didn't like it either. Such a waste, he thought.

"It's okay, buddy. Grandpapi is making you more later, okay?"

The boy's lips quivered as he looked at his mother's eyes. "Weally?" (Really?)

Arthit nodded then wiped the rest of his son's tears away. Kongpob was already cleaning the floor and the carpet.

"I'm sowwy." (I'm sorry.)

Wayo was sobbing while staring at his father. Kongpob got off the floor and Arthit  handed Wayo to him.

"Daddy and Papa are not mad. So, it's alright," Kongpob said as he sat down with son on his arms. "Don't be sad anymore, okay?"

"Wokay," Wayo answered, nodding his head.

"Good boy."

Wayo giggled before wrapping hus chubby arms around his father's neck. "Senk you, Daddy." (Thank you, Daddy.)

"You're welcome, buddy." Kongpob and Arthit, who took over the cleaning, shared a smile.

***

"He's becoming too attached to his pink milk," Kongpob commented while driving him and Arthit to the university. "He's gonna be pink milk monster junior."

A smack that landed in his arm made him swerve a little. It earned an instant curse from his passenger.

"You could have hit that dog!" Arthit yelled.

"He was five meters aways from the road, Phi," Kongpob retorted, chuckling.

"Still!"

"But seriously, Phi... Our son is becoming like you."

"So? He's cute like me, too. Now what?"

The alpha grinned as he made his last turn to get to the university premises. "You finally admitted it," he mumbled.

"What's that?"

"Oh, nothing." Kongpob chuckled as he quickly glanced at his fiance. "You're cute, Oon."