You Belong to Me

Chapter 20

Kong hasn't cried for as long as he could remember. He didn't even think he could cry anymore, so when his cheeks started burning, his throat became dry and his vision went blurry, it shocked him. He was not supposed to be capable of something like this.

Arthit's words cut so deeply he had never felt such a pain before. All the months he tried to create a bond with him were gone in a blink of an eye. He fell asleep in his arms just yesterday and cursed him out today.

What was the meaning of this, Kong didn't know.

Arthit, unable to comprehend Kongpop's behavior ran out of the room still in his pajamas and no shoes on.

It was probably better that way because Kong managed to get to his old self again in no time. He just needed to pretend the tears and emotions were just a glitch in the matrix. Yet, the upset feeling didn't go away so easily. The desire to just hide and sob somewhere was still there. It was such a strong feeling Kongpop did even experience when his dad disappeared.

Arthit rushed down the hallway while his head was an absolute mess. Despite giving Kong what he deserved, he was feeling extremely uneasy.

Why the fuck would you give me an expression like that?! He thought angrily as he reached his room. I should be the one behaving that way! Why are you acting like the hurt one?! Arthit's rage was so strong it surprised him. Did he really hate Kongpop that much?

Deep in his thoughts, he didn't even notice his room was unlocked when he tried the handle and entered it. The mixed emotions made him want to stay in the bed the whole day.

His blanked looked a bit bumpy when Arthit laid his eyes on the bed but thought none of it, the urge to hide somewhere was stronger.

Once he snuggled under it and felt warm again, his body started to relax. It only made his mind wander to the previous events and he got chills again. To cope with his stress, Arthit always used to rub his feet together.

When he started to move around slightly, something felt off. Was my bed always so small? Or did I just got too used to a king-size one? He wondered while hanging on the edge, yet his back was touching the wall.

"Rome, move a bit... you're squeezing me." He heard muttering behind him and jumped.

"What the fuck?!" And that was how Arthit found himself sharing beds with two different men in one morning.

"Bright?" He asked doubtfully.

"...yeah?"

"What the hell are you doing in my bed?" Arthit asked when he was back on his feet again, fuming.

"Obviously not sleeping anymore, thanks to you." He replied casually while rolling over.

"I don't remember having a roommate. You've got your own bed, go away." Arthit was getting pretty annoyed. Why can't I have a minute for myself?

Meanwhile, Bright regretted listening to Knot's 'greatest' advice about moving to Arthit's room for a time being.

"Good morning to you as well." Bright said sarcastically and sighed.

"Don't gimme that and get out." Arthit's temper was only getting worse.

"Mate, I know what happened yesterday and how traumatic it is, yet you have to calm down a bit. This won't help you. If you already wondered, Knot and I took care of the corpses, nobody's going to hurt you anymore." Bright sit up and tried to comfort his now confused friend.

"What are you talking about?" Arthit couldn't comprehend the least of what he just heard.

"Let me tell you, I've never seen Kongpop kill anyone, yet that sucker didn't hesitate even for a second back there! That's crazy what love can-," He stopped before he finished the sentence and coughed while having an internal panic attack, "I meant, it's crazy what I still don't know about him! Ha-ha." An awkward laugh that was supposed to save everything was just a final touch to make the whole speech Bright gave even more suspicious.

Luck was what saved him though, Arthit was deeply in his thoughts and stopped listening to what he was saying halfway. Kongpop killed someone yesterday? About what corpses is Bright talking about? Why do I feel so uneasy...?

A picture of Kongpop tearing up flashed in front of his eyes and made his chest tighten up.

"Erm... Bright?" Arthit asked slowly.

He just locked their eyes without saying anything, signing that he's listening.

"Have you... have you ever seen Kongpop cry?"

Bright's eyes widened and his eyebrows shot up. "What???? Are you talking about that Kongpop we both know? Are you kidding me? Don't tell me you've seen him, by any chance?!" He almost yelled out of shock.

"W-Well... you see..." Arthit struggled, debating whether he should or should not tell him about what happened.

After a short pause, he quickly explained the morning incident. He felt a burden fall off him and it seemed like Bright had some answers Arthit needed.

"Oh wow... and you just left after all of that? Just like that?? You've got no soul!!" Bright exclaimed dramatically.

"What else was I supposed to do?"

"I'll tell you what you are supposed to do now. Move your dumb ass and apologize." He said, with a dead-serious expression.

"Wait, Bright, what do you mean... I've got nothing to apologize for. I've just told you how it all was, were you even listening?" Arthit frowned while getting quickly mad.

"No, Arthit. You hold your horses. You know nothing about Kongpop. And clearly also about yesterday, even though you were there. To say it simply, you were attacked in a bathroom and a few guys tried to rape you. Kongpop went berserk after rushing to you that he actually killed one right on the spot. He's never touched you the way you think, your memories are most likely mixed up from the trauma or something like that." Bright went off when he realized how hurt Kong might be. How unpredictable he might be. How quickly it needed to be fixed.

"What are you... I don't understand...?" Arthit's eyes went hollow once his memories came back vividly.

"Ey, wait, don't fall...!" Bright quickly caught him when he started losing balance.

"I'm so confused..." Arthit admitted while shaking slightly. He was experiencing the whole incident again.

Bright acted promptly and effectively.

"What are you talking about? You're very brave and strong. Thank you for holding up till we got to you. You really did well." His voice went soft and he tried his best to calm him down. Bright forced Arthit to lie down and covered him with a blanket. "Here you go, you have nothing to be scared off now, okay?" He patted Arthit's head while feeling like a parent.

"Thank you for explaining it to me... I guess I must have really hurt him..." Arthit muttered while slowly losing consciousness and drifting to sleep once again from all the exhaustion.