Drunk In Love

Distance Apart

This week has been hectic with work and school. I haven't had much time to relax or even sneak in some writing time in between everything.

I hope everyone is okay. Protect yourself if you need to go out. I would hate to see any of you get sick.

Well, here's another chapter that came into kind while talking to my partner over video chat.

Arthit sighed again before gulping down some of his beer. Why did he have to leave to Japan for a TWO whole week?

"Arthit, we love you and you're one of better one of us but let me just tell you this." Prem stared at him straight in the eye. Stretching the pause, hanging the suspense. "Sigh one more time and I will hurt you worse than I did the time that Bright dropped my camera."

Laughter erupted from the others.

"Seriously, what's wrong with you?" Knot asked while shooting the dart in his hand. His bullseye made Toota cry out in horror. The tab against Knot just grew bigger. Bright and Toota pretty much kissed their money for the next month goodbye.

"Nothing..."

"You guys would think after so long, Arthit would stop trying to bullshit the bullshitters."

Arthit shot a glare in Prem's direction. "It's seriously nothing. I'm just being a stupid idot."

"Hey, I thought that was my position in this group, along with The Most Laid." Bright stood straight, smoothing down the front of his shirt.

"Most Laid, my ass. You haven't got laid in the last three months. I'm sure Arthit gets the most action in this gang."

Toota's response sent another uproar in laughter while Arthit imitated the sun he was named after with his burning face.

"Alright, alright. Shut up, you two." Knot placed the focus back on Arthit. "So what's the nothing?"

"Kongpob is still gonna be gone for the next four days. Maybe longer... He called me earlier to tell me that his parents were thinking about extending their vacation for another week."

Prem slammed his palm onto the table. "Why do we even wonder what's the subject that gives him that constipated look? Kongpob is 99.99% always the cause."

"How about we kidnap him back so our fairy princess stops moping?"

Bright's idea made Toota give him a fake hurt look. "How dare you?"

"What? It's just an idea."

"No, how dare you call Arthit our fairy princess? I thought that was my leading position of the group."

"Oh! Don't you remember? You got promoted to fairy queen when Arthit started dating Kongpob." Bright said to his best of the best friend.

"Oh, I totally forgot about that. Carry on, carry on, dear court jester. Proceed with your idea." Toota flicked his imaginary long hair over his shoulder.

"We are not kidnapping Kongpob." Knot again was the practical one. "We should just ship Arthit to him with a bow on. That would be easier and cheaper."

Note to self: find a way to hurt Knot... soon.

Arthit sufficed with kicking his shin for now.

The rest of night was spent with more laughter and teasing all around. The whole thing made Arthit grateful for having them as his friends.

It wasn't until they each went their separate ways that Arthit felt the loneliness again. He stretched his arm onto Kongpob's side of the bed. Not that the junior stayed there often to call it his but to Arthit it was.

He picked up his phone and without think to much about it he video called his boyfriend. Right when he was going to hang up, the sleepy face of Kongpob filled the screen.

"P'Arthit?" Kongpob rubbed his eyes to the shining of the light of his phone. "What's wrong?"

"Oh... did I wake you up?" Arthit bit his lip at his dumb question.

"P'Arthit, it's almost three in the morning over here." Kongpob buried half his face on his pillow.

The half smile on his lover's face sent Arthit's heart racing. "Oh... um, I'll let you go than. Bye bye."

Kongpob's had shot off the pillow. "No! It's okay. I've missed seeing your face. Stay on the phone longer."

The older man could feel his face burning up at his boyfriend's words. "Okay..."

"Did you have fun drinking with your friends?" Kongpob sat up, making himself comfortable.

"Oh, how did you know?"

"P'Toota posted pictures on Instagram. You looked a little bummed out on a couple of them. Are you ok?"

Arthit worried his lip before nodding his head. He could feel so many things he wanted to say on the back of his throat.

"Are you sure, P'? You can tell me."

The flushed, alcohol induced, face went back to an awed look at the others poor puppy expression.

"I miss you. "

It was said. Those three little words were out.

Kongpob bit his lip to stop the grin from blooming on his face. If he were anywhere near his lover, he was sure he would have already gobbled him up.

"Knock it off." Arthit pouted while pulling invisible lint from his bed sheets. "I know you wanna give me that stupid smile of yours and you're probably gonna tease me to."

"P'Arthit, I haven't even done anything yet." The younger man couldn't hold back his smile anymore.

"Stop it. I'm going to hang up." They both knew Arthit's threat  wasn't real. They missed each other too much for them to just hang up so soon.

"Okay, okay, I'll stop." For now.

Comfortable silence filled the room.

"I love you, P'Arthit."

The pale man felt his heart squeeze. "Yuck!"

Kongpob smiled, he loved those responses since he knew that meant his lover was embarrassed but happy.

They talked for an hour about random things. Arthit was pretty obvious about wanting to know about everything that was happening on Kongpob's end.

"Are you tired already, P'Arthit?" The younger man asked after seeing his sun yawn for the third time in a row.

"Mn, I'm gonna go shower first though."

Arthit could tell that Kongpob was going to say something outrageous from the twinkle that shined in his eyes.

"So does that mean you're gonna take the phone with you. Let me see the rest of you that I've been missing. I think I'm already forgetting what it looks like."

"Kongpob!" The head hazer made an appearance.

"Eh, eh, eh I'm just teasing. Goodnight, P'Arthit." That little wink and blown kiss was making Arthit heat up.

"Goodnight."

The next words made Kongpob groan from frustration of having to wait. He did a mental note to tell his parents in the morning that there was no way he was going to stay for another week.

"When you come back you can see for yourself."