Arthit finally put his hands down, and looked around. There was no sign of John's spirit anymore. So, he got up, and switched the lights back on. Did he just hallucinate? No, right? But there's no such thing as ghosts. It must be the damn pork he ate for dinner.Arthit got dressed, and climbed into bed. He kept the lights on, not because he was scared per se, but they were just better on. He looked at the clock, and it was almost midnight. He debated if he should sleep or not. If that ghost of John was real, then the Spirit of Past will be here in about an hour. Should he really bother to sleep? He hates being woken in the middle of his sleep.
But then again none of that was real. It's just plain ridiculous. Arthit pulled the covers over his head,and tried to sleep. He tossed, and he turned. He doesn't even know how long he was doing it. The lights were really bothering him. He felt suffocated under the covers, so he finally pushed them off himself.
"Boo!"
"Ahhhhhh!!!!!!"
"Hahahaha."
"Please leave me alone." Arthit had retreated back under his covers.
"Are you sure you want me to leave? This is really for your benefit, not mine."
Arthit slowly lowers the covers to see, "Bright? Is that you? When did you die?"
"Oh, is Bright the name of this handsome Adonis?""Handsome? Who? Bright? Nevermind. So, I take it, you are not Bright then. Why do you look like him?"
"Oh, I am a natural born spirit, therefore I don't have a human form. I just transfigured into someone you know so it's more comforting to you."
"Well, of all the people you could have chosen. You had to choose Bright." Arthit finally puts the covers down. Maybe the familiar form is better than seeing a blue cloud.
"Well, this fella is just so handsome. I couldn't help myself." The spirit pulled his pants away, and looked inside his pants.
"What the hell are you doing? You're such a pervert." Arthit shouts at Past.
"Hey, I'm just curious. It's not like I would do anything." Past shrugged.
Past walked closer to Arthit, and Arthit once again covered himself with his covers.
"Oh, please. What are those covers supposed to do? Let's not waste precious time. We don't have all night. I have other appointments."
Past pulled the covers off Arthit, and grabbed him by the wrist.
Arthit saw his life rewind right in front of his eyes. He saw his first day at work spilling his coffee on Tod. He saw Kongpob graduate getting his diploma with highest honors. Arthit can't help, but smile looking at all the innocent, happy, and hopeful faces. He sees himself graduating, and Kongpob is crying in the corner. How come he didn't notice Kongpob crying before? His life continued to rewind. It's Kongpob's first day as head hazer. He sees himself hiding behind the double doors smiling proudly. He also noticed how captivated all the freshmen were with his boyfriend.
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All I Want (Completed)
FanfictionThis is a short KongArt Christmas story very very loosely based off of my favorite Christmas story by Charles Dickens, "A Christmas Carol." I can only promise a fun ride, and a happy ending. That's all folks. Happy Holidays! Start: 2019/12/09 End :...