Dichotomy

Disjunction

Note 1: Part 1 serves us a filler fiction. Let's just say that this took place before episode 8 and in between episodes 6 & 7. If future episodes touches on this, then consider this an AU take on WRU.
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The steady strumming of a guitar ended on a jangled note when Jintaphar Siripattana's ---Zon (to his family and close friends), whinny voice echoed across the room.

"Tell me, why are you doing this...it's not if I'm the easiest person to teach and I can be such an ass, sometimes."

"Sometimes?" a deep voice answered with a chuckle.

"Arghhhh okay most of the time...to you...only to you."

"And why is that?"

"I dunno, you just rub me wrong sometimes."

Saifah snickered and quipped internally *that's not the only thing I want to rub on you*

"Hey! You still listening? So why are you so eager to help me learn play the guitar?"

He heard Saifah mumble something softly.

"What's that? Louder dude...your aparment is not the most quiet place to hang out."

"I said you seemed sincerely interested to learn but you're also caught up with your usual bullshit to speak up."

"Pakorn Punyachote, what do you mean by my usual bullshit?" Zon's reply was loud and aggressive.

"Ohhhh bringing out the big guns ehhhh...so you do know some things about me, I was kinda wondering about that... but was I wrong? You wanted to join the our football club's outreach program but you think that being seen with me is not worth the experience...isn't that what was going thru that chaotic brain of yours?"

"I'm not afraid to be seen with you...it's just...just...."
Zon trailed off unable to explain that he was deliberately avoiding Saifah in order not to fall prey to his unusual curse.

"What, you afraid that you'll fall for my good looks and irrisistible charm if we spend more time together?"

"Charm my ass...you bulldoze your way around most things...including this afternoon practice."

With that resounding diatribe delivered Zon stood up preparing to snatch his things and stomp his way out of his one-time-nemesis' apartment.

A tight grip on his wrist stopped him from going too far.

"Why do you always run away when things get tough."

"I don't do..." Zon trailed off trying not to show how that question hits too close to home.

Why does he always run away when things get too difficult? His flight or fight mode is permanently stuck on flight, and he is getting fed up with his own inability to stand his ground.

"You...you don't know me...how can you pass judgment so easily?"

"Oh believe me, I know you...I have been watching you for months and months...waiting for you to look at me too."

"That...that sounds awfully stalkerish, Saifah."

"Is it? Maybe it is...maybe it isn't but am not the one who's avoiding the topic...again."

"I don't...do you think I want to avoid things...I want...I want...."

"What do you want? Tell me honestly!"

"Why do you care, anyways? It's none of your business." Zon snapped trying to twist his wrist free but Saifah has an iron grip on him.

"Ohhh I care...I care and if you open your eyes and accept things without fear, you'll know why."

Zon stilled for a moment, staring at Saifah's eyes which seemed to blaze with clear intent, making him looked away after a moment, not being able to maintain that knowing gaze.

He whispered his answer.

Saifah tilted his head, trying to understand the muttered response.

"Hey, hey look at me...what did you say...you're not what....?"

Zon, finally pushed to his limits by Saifah's words and proximity shouted, "I'm not worth it...I'm not worth the effort...why would you want someone like me...someone who always fails in whatever he does...someome who always plays second fiddle to everyone...to my sister...to my friends...I will never be good enough...no matter what I do I will never be good enough!!!"

Saifah, unable to stand the pain in his voice, on his face pulled him against his chest in a crushing hug.

"Ehhhhh....hey...shhhhh...shhhhhh...Ai Zon...hey look at me...look at me...."

When Zon finally lifted his face from where it was buried against Saifah's wildly beating heart, he saw Saifah looking at him with tenderness.

"Listen to me...no matter how other people look at you, or treat you...to me you always matter. To me, you are always the best...you will, always, always be worth everything." Saifah whispered fiercely against his forehead, where his lips are nuzzling against him.

Zon, not knowing how to react to such heartfelt words, did the only thing he could...the thing he has always hated to do...run away.

He pushed Saifah from him --- already regretting the loss of his warmth, and high-tailed it out of the room. He forgot his bag and guitar...the only thought running thru his head was to escape from the feelings bubbling inside of him, feelings that he cannot afford to give voice to.

Saifah watched helplessly as Zon ran away from him, valiantly trying to curb the turbulent feelings that this one, complicated guy has managed to awaken in him...but swearing silently that he will never give up on Zon...that someday soon he will teach Zon to stay and have the courage to fight for what he believes in, fight for their love.

TBC

Note 2: Photo used was taken from WhyRU Twitter account