All I Want (Completed)

Spirit of The Present - ii

Arthit opened his eyes, and his heart was twice as heavy. He looked around the familiar surroundings, and he doesn't want to be here. He's afraid of what he will learn here.

"Can we go somewhere else?" Arthit turned to Present who was busy studying the many pictures on the walls.

"I don't choose where we go. We are here for a reason. This is your opportunity to find out." Present said while he continued to look at various pictures.

"Hey, I'm in these two pictures here. Look how cute I am." Present said excitedly.

"That's Em, not you." Arthit said rolling his eyes.

Arthit looked at the various pictures too. He noticed a few of the pictures that were there before were now missing.

He can still see pictures with him in them with their group of friends, but none of his solo pictures were there anymore. Also, all of their couples pictures were missing too.

Arthit walked towards the book shelf across the living room where his favorite picture is usually placed. The feeling of hopelessness, and pain hit him. Where did the picture go?

He turned around, and then spotted a box on the ground with its lid open. He peered inside, and there lay the picture he was looking for. He wanted to take it out, but his hand kept going through the box. Why was their picture inside this box? Are the other ones inside too?

Then he hear the bathroom door click. Out came Kongpob topless wearing just his boxer briefs, and a towel around his neck.

"I really wanted to pick him, but he wasn't available as he is one of your visits. He is so handsome, and look at that body." Present said as he looked at Kongpob from head to toe, and then back to his sizable package inside those briefs.

"Stop staring at my boyfriend you pervert. Why are you guys all perverts?" Arthit tried to block Present's view.

"We have no sexual desires. We only appreciate beautiful things." Present said. Arthit squinted his eyes at Present, and turned back to Kongpob. Even he has to admit, Kongpob is beautiful.

Kongpob walked over to the kitchen counter, and poured himself a glass of water. Kongpob's hair was still dripping, and Arthit has the urge to grab his towel to dry Kongpob's hair for him. He used to do that every time Kongpob stayed over in his dorm room. That feels like eons ago.

Kongpob's slim, yet built body was sexy and elegant. Arthit didn't even realize how much he misses Kongpob's warm touch. He walked closer to Kongpob, and tried to place his hand close to Kongpob's cheek. How did he not notice the dark circles under Kongpob's eyes this afternoon? He unsuccessfully tried to push back a strand of hair on Kongpob's forehead.

Kongpob stepped away from the kitchen, and walked into the bedroom. Arthit and Present followed behind him.

Kongpob went to his closet, and casually pulled a t-shirt out of his drawer, and put it on. His bags were already packed for his three days trip to Chiang Mai.