Revenge [Completed]

Chapter 8

Things went smoothly for Kong and Arthit after that. The bodyguards actually had a soft spot for their young master. So they gave him privacy during his work. The hospital became their dating spot. They would have lunch together each afternoon, and were even joined by Aim and May occassionally. Kongpob had never been happier.

The week leading to Kong's birthday couldn't have been better. His P'Arthit was such a gentleman. He always took care of Kong, and his needs. They even had their sweet moments once in a while. Lately they had gotten close, and even texted each other till late night.

The day finally arrived. It was Kong's birthday. Kong got up as usual. He had already taken a leave from work, as Aim and May had asked him to. He was kind of excited to know what had been planned. He also knew his P'Arthit was going to be a part of it, and he couldn't have asked for more. There was a knock on his door.

"Young master, your parents request your presence." Said one of the housekeepers. He sauntered to the main hall, only to find Aim and May already sitting there.

"Kongpob, come sit." His mother said in an elegant voice. He quietly came and sat next to Aim. He couldn't hide his smile. He was so happy to see them.

"Happy birthday, son." Kong's father said. It was very rare for his father to acknowledge Kong as his son, so it was a moment he cherished and stored in memory.

"Your friends here, have asked for our permission. They want to take you out, and celebrate with you. I've given them 24 hours, to do whatever you like." Kong couldn't believe it. He had freedom. For 24 hours? Was he dreaming?

"Kongpob, you're a grown man. Don't do anything which will make me regret my decision." His father raid gravely. "You may go now." He gave a small smile. And motioned them to go.

The three of them shuffled out of the house. As soon as they were out, both Aim and May screamed together, "Happy birthday Kong!" They hugged him tightly. He had never felt this way before. It was like, he had gotten out of prison, even if only for 24 hours.

They all sat in Aim's car and stopped at the corner of the block. "Now for the real thing." The had stopped next to a red car that was strangely familiar. His thoughts were confirmed when Arthit walked out of the car, looking dashing as ever. He had his sunglasses on.

He was wearing a black shirt, complementing his white skin, along with blue jeans. The way he moved, his every action made Kong's heart race. He was so perfect. So much, that sometimes Kong wondered what he did to deserve Arthit. He directly opened Kong's gate, and held his hand out.

Kong took the hand as he was pulled outside, and straight into Arthit's arms. Arthit held him tight, and whispered in his ears, "Happy birthday, baby." It sent shivers down Kong's spine, because of the close proximity. Arthit's handsome looks weren't helping much either.

Kong turned scarlet, as he let go, and hid his face. "Aww they're so cute! Right Aim?" May couldn't help but fangirl. "He's your gift for today Kong. Go in his car, and we'll meet at the destination." She explained.

Arthit just gave a knowing smile. "Shall we?" He asked.

"Yes." Kong said shyly.

They went to Arthit's car, and Kong took the passenger seat. It reminded him of the night when Arthit had first dropped him home. He smiled remembering the details of that night.

But he was pulled out of his thoughts when Arthit bent over to his side, faces just a millimetre apart. Kong's eyes widened. His heart almost stopped beating. Arthit let out a soft chuckle, grabbed Kong's seatbelt and fastened it. "Just the seatbelt", he said smirking.

Kong blushed again, this time looking out of the window to hide the embarrassment. They both enjoyed the ride. Kong was allowed to play his favourite music and sing along. He sang happily, as the wind played with his hair.

The car stopped in front of a cinema hall. They both got out to see Aim and May already waiting for them. They grabbed some popcorn and sat in the theatre. It was a movie Kong really wanted to watch, ever since the trailer came. He had a thing for sci fi movies, with robots and AI.

About fifteen mins into the movie, Kong felt Arthit's hand on top of his. He jumped at the sudden contact. Soon enough, their fingers were interlocked, as Kong smiled secretly acknowledging it.

"Are you cold?" Arthit asked. Kong nodded. His hands were cold compared to Arthit's soft warm hands.

Arthit inched closer to Kong, and stopped just a centimeter from his ear. "Don't worry, baby. I'll warm you up soon." His voice was husky. Kong could feel the hair at the back of his neck rising.

Ten minutes passed and Kong was too engrossed in the movie. He suddenly felt something on his thigh. He looked down to see Arthit's hand gently resting on his thigh. He didn't object. His attention went back to the movie.

Slowly he felt a finger trace a circle on his thigh. He turned to P'Arthit who was casually looking at the screen, as if nothing happened. He huffed and decided to ignore it too. The finger didn't stop. It was putting Kong on edge, every time it neared his inner thigh or went further up.

Arthit continued tracing circles starting right at his knee, higher and higher, stopping a little further than his mid thigh. It was getting so hard for Kong to focus on the movie. He balled his fists, trying to control himself.

This time Arthit got naughty, and moved his hand further up, and on his inner thigh. Kong was a hot mess now. Arthit was right when he said he would warm him up.

"Hahh phi," Kong breathed out. Arthit tiled his head towards Kong, eyes still on the screen. "Hmm?" A mischievous smile made its way to his face.

"S-stop." Kong could barely hold it now. Arthit chuckled. He now looked directly at Kong. Arthit could make out Kong's struggle on his face, even in the dim light from the screen. Arthit moved closer to Kong's ear, his nose touching Kong's face.

"But how can I stop, when you're so irresistibly cute?"