➡️In which King fake dates his amnesiac bully to save his ass 🌱🐺
Thep King, the top-ranked model student from Faculty of Science fucks up big time for the first time in his life when he accidentally injures the top dog Bohn Patpasit, the master of...
King opened his heavy eyelids and sleepily blinked them twice before blindly checking for his phone under the pillow. 6.05 a.m. He still had at least twenty minutes until his alarm goes off, so what roused him?
Another thunking sound had his aching eyes opening wide and body scrambling out of the bed like a spooked animal. He was living in his own condo since the second week of January, alone, and only King had the two keys for his front door, one main, one spare.
The sound was faint, but it was definitely there. King wasn't the bravest of the bunch, in fact, he had the bravery of a chicken nugget. If he had to choose between fight and flight, he was willing to grow a pair of wings on the spot.
The simultaneous rustling and thunking though...King narrowed his eyebrows. It sounded like somebody was clobbering down his poor babies! Gulping, he shakily reached for his slipper and crawled along the hallway as lightly as he could. He couldn't get far though, the supposed burglar rounded the corner just as he did and let out a startled scream rivaling his own loud Shia!
"King! I almost delivered my baby just now!" His sister clutched her chest and pinched him hard on his arm.
"Ow!Pii- chae! How can you blame me? I thought you were a robber or something. And technically, you can't give birth until mid of October. You're only two weeks pregnant, there's 34 more weeks- OW! What was that for!"
"Put down that bunny slipper if you're going to lecture me, you look like an actual kindergartner"
"But you got them for me" King huffed as he slipped it on.
"I did, didn't I~" She smiled sweetly. "My sources are right, they give off more uke vibes. Say, have you tried on the cute PJs I sent you last Christmas?"
King stared at her weirdly for a second. "What, no! Of course not! It's a darn Onesie! I'm n-not FIVE!" He didn't like the sly grin on her lips. "Wait, this is a part of that weird fetish of yours isn't it?" He complained stomping behind her to the kitchen.
"I don't know what you're talking about"
"You do! You've been obsessed with that weird guy shipping thing since your high school years, and I was the scapegoat of your crazy matchmaking!"
"*sigh* Good old times. It was easy then, you were very cute and obedient"
"I was seven! Who on earth do such a thing to their- hold on! What did you do to my babies?!!!"
"Oh?"His sister looked over her shoulder as she stirred her batter, and waved him off dismissively. "They needed a firm trimming. You know how hard it was to open the front door without getting smacked with that poison ivy?"
"It's not poison ivy! It's Virginia!" King wailed in his kneeling position frantically pawing at his destroyed plants.
"Well, it still needed the trimming. Your apartment looks like a mini amazon and we can't have that when Mae comes home with her fiance- uh our stepdad next week"
Whipping his head, "Why are they coming here? Why would anybody come here, this my condo. It's already cramped as it is. And how did you get in here in the first place?"
"I'm the one who rented this place for you, of course I have the keys you ungrateful brat. Your babies are fine. Now quit wailing and go take a shower. Your eyedrops are in the fridge, I bought you a new one along with few groceries. It's emptier than the Sahara desert"
"Child abuser" King stomped back to his room, mumbling.
"I heard that"
College wasn't bad, especially since now King finally had the privilege to wear the white coat. He carefully picked his thoroughly ironed wrinkle-free doctor coat and ran his fingers through his slightly damp hair. It'll dry off by the time he pedals his bicycle past the third block anyway. January mornings were quite chilly but he'd rather wear his simple T-shirt and jeans than the white shirt he had to wear in his freshman year.
"Here, don't forget your lunch"
"Hoi Chae~ You don't have to. I always buy lunch from the cafeteria" He said between a mouth full of toast while he slipped on his shoes."It's more convenient that way"
"Convenient my foot. You're still carrying that makeup pouch aren't you? Though I'd like to see my little brother's inner flamboyant side that's too gay King, even for you"
"It's not a makeup pouch, it's my side bag" He suddenly looked self-conscious.
Nice bag Thanthep~ Whatcha carrying there~
Bohn, that nerve grating asshole.
"R-right I forgot, a freshman asked me for my last year notes so I'll just take my other side bag. Thanks for the breakfast Chae~ I'll be on my way. Please don't forget to lock the door when you leave" He unlocked the front door absentmindedly and stepped outside only to poke his head inside lightning fast. ''And don't you lay a single finger on my plants!"
King parked his bicycle inside the little shack their college had reserved for the pathetic two-wheelers and brushed his hair back to crouch down and secure his bicycle lock. His parents were rich but he was not. That was the sad truth.
"Ai'Mek~ Can't you help your wife just this once? Na? Na na?"
The familiar whining couldn't have been anyone but Boss. Besides who else call themselves as Mek's wife while seeking the help of said husband to score some chick? He had some weird best friends- well, friends. They were not as close anymore. Having different majors really didn't leave them much choice. King stood up dusting off his knees to call them, "He-" but seeing Bohn parading through the entrance gate he immediately crouched back and almost stuck his head in the sandpit like a fucking ostrich.
Who the hell even thought it was a good idea to let the engineering and medical students share the same gate?! And wasn't that prick supposed to come at 7.58 a.m?
King wasn't always a coward. But after being the receiving end of Bohn's endless childish pigtail pulling for years he decided it was better to keep a low profile. And it was working! He managed to survive his whole freshman year without a scratch. Maybe Bohn has found a new target, there were plenty of freshmen loitering around the college these days. Not that he was happy they got bullied by the second-years, no, he just hoped Bohn would be occupied in whatever he's doing for the rest of their college years so he could graduate in peace.
