Love Between You & Me

Date me ??

Kongpob pushes open his door and steps aside letting Andrew enter first and then closes the door behind him. Toeing his shoes off, he kept them beside Andrew's at the shoe rack placed at the doorstep. He walks to the sofa and flungs his blazer uncuffing his shirt. Andrew also has his blazer removed and is fidgeting with knot of tie.

" I am hungry , wanna eat noodles?? "

Andrew nods and Kongpob goes into the kitchen. He puts the noodles and some chicken balls in the boiling water and takes out cans of coke. As he turns from the fridge, finds Andrew standing very close to him looking agitated. He leans into Kongpob making him back against the Fridge door. The intensity dancing in those eyes fastens the heartbeat of Kongpob that he feared if he is having a heart attack. His eyes travels from the jet black strands to the dark orbs gliding to the bridge connecting to the button nose falling in a cute little pink mounds slightly parted. A tongue peeks out at the corner dampening the pink rose petals soft lips.

" Andrew???" Kongpob can only say his name with his parched throat.

" Am I ...a substitute??"

It takes a minute for Kongpob to conjure up his thoughts and the feelings Andrew's proximity arising in him. When he understands the question only then he was able to comprehend the emotions swirling behind those deep set magnificent yet fierce eyes staring back at him. It is a mix of fear, unease, longing, desire as well something akin to desperation in them and wants to comfort the other.

" No Andrew, I..I like you because you are you. Not because you resemble P'Arthit. I can fathom your reluctance to believe-

" I believe you. I..I trust you completely and blindly. It is just...today Phoenix made me realise that..that we don't have the luxury of future.",

Phoenix didn't showed many emotions at the party but he along with his whole team has seen how their friend was breaking down inside. It made Andrew aware that in their line of work there is no tomorrow, whatever is - it is only today. Andrew doesn't want to play the game of hide and seek any more. He had promised Kongpob that he would wait for him and he will but right now he need an assurance, something, anything which grounds him to reality that he has a chance with Kongpob, that he feels same for Andrew, for him and he is not a mere replacement of Kongpob's first love.

" Date me ?" , A faint murmur but clear enough for Kongpob. Andrew us looking at the ground not meeting their eyes, he is afraid Kongpob will see the desperation in them. With every second the other is not answering, hope is dying inside him. A thud sounds resonates and then he feels hands cupping his cheek and then a soft yes before the lips captured his.

Dropping cans, Kongpob gently holds his cheeks and pressed their lips together, his eyes fluttered closed as he wraps his arms around the other. It was a simple kiss, nothing sensual or heart pounding about it, but somehow it was enough for Andrew. His hands goes to hand cupping his cheeks. He interlaces their hands together pulling them above Kongpob's head resulting in pressing the body more into the door. Shoving his leg in between Kongpob making their lower region ground against each other.

"aghhh!!

Kongpob's eyes flew open when he realises that the moans are indeed coming from him.
Andrew pulls back and smiled when finds the looking at the ceiling, pink dusting his cheeks and ears. He lowers his head, invading other's personal space not leaving an inch of gap between them and whispers," Noodles are ready, I guess!"

Kongpob shivers as the hot breath tickles his exposed skin. He is so embarrassed for earlier that he can not make himself to look in eyes of the other. He feels each and every ridge, drops and plains of hard chest flushed against him, arousing him. He feels the same tingling at the end of tailbone but then the words penetrate his ears and then brain...wha..noodles??? OH SHITT NOODLES!!!... He pushes a smug looking Andrew and runs to the pot. Twisting off the gas knob he lifts off the lid and takes a sigh of relief to see that albeit a little overcooked, noodles aren't burnt and are eatable. He pours the noodles in two bowls placing them in a tray. He takes a sharp breadth when Andrew comes up behind him and not so subtly grazes his hard nipples poking to the dress shirt in pretence of placing coke in it.