➡️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 wasn't particularly fond of PE, but he did always enjoy playing basketball with Mek. They were both first-stringers in their respective faculty teams so they often played one on ones with each other. Boss was a second-stringer by choice. Although he wasn't a bad player by any means he couldn't handle the pressure of being put in the spot, given that he was never good at decision making. So in those periods, he fooled around with girls on the bleachers instead, much to a certain husband's dismay.
On every Tuesdays and Thursdays Medical Faculty had a shared PE period with Engineering students. While it was good to hang around with his besties once in a while on the downside it also meant King was under the radar of those watchful eyes.
"What's his problem?"
King peeked a side glance passing the ball at his teammate. On top of the bleachers sat Bohn in his signature pose long legs spread wide, elbows resting on the upper step leaning back in a lazy manner. One could have assumed the top dog was sunbathing if those intense eyes weren't watching his target like a hawk. King didn't know why Bohn did even bother to come when he was just going to lay there in his blue uniform doing absolutely nothing. Skipping class, making trouble and doing nothing. That's what all Patpasit was good at. What a waste of space. Loong* Sirikarnkul must be devastated. To think 'this' is going to inherit his company in the future, even King would lose his hair if he was that unfortunate father.
(*Loong - Uncle)
Bohn caught him scowling and fuck! how long had it been?! King blinked uneasily and tried his best to act nonchalant. With a tilt to the head, Bohn leaned forward pulling his lips to an infuriating smirk. His rich dark brown locks danced above his raised brow to the mild breeze and the arrogant smirk stretched even wider if that was possible. A red tongue darted out to trace the bottom lip suggestively while he was at it- and "why the heck am I still seeing these things!!"
"Ai'King!!!"
* Bam! *
The whole world tilted and the next thing he knew he was groaning on the tarmac with a bull sized guy crushing his spine.
"Hoi~ Ai'King! Are you alright?"
Mek's distraught face soon poked into his vision upside down. King let out a wave of moans and choking sounds dying to say the words 'this guy is sitting on my last three lumbar vertebrae and sure as hell crushed my damn coccyx with his elbow!'
"Get outta my way! Get outta my way!"
But he couldn't. Not when Boss, his ever-supportive bestie barreled out of nowhere with his eagerly outstretched helping hand. He could've appreciated the effort, really, if the moron didn't trip on his own feet and crushed him for the second time. King almost screamed profanities.
"Sorry, sorry my bad"
His jaw and elbows were scraped so badly, but what stung most was his pride. The denim-clad legs in the sea of shorts were hard to miss, please go the fuck away~. Tears sprung in King's eyes in utter humiliation. There was nothing he could do to stop the hands lifting the hem of his T-shirt halfway up his back. A set of collective gasps erupted and he assumed his waist was coloured black and blue.
So what, he was a man. Even he got bruised easily there was nothing to exaggerate. King desperately shoved Boss's hands away and staggered up to his feet barely withholding a painful wince. He was not about to encourage Bohn into waist shaming again. The mere memory brought more angry tears to his eyes.
"It doesn't look good. Shall I take you to the infirmary?" Mek gently held him by his shoulder.
"....No no, I'm good" King gave him a pained smile.
****
His waist was sore for days. But thankfully the scraped wound on his jaw was gone by next week. He didn't want his mother fussing over him any more than she already did so he wore long sleeves to save the trouble.
"What's with your face King? Do you want to use the bathroom? You look like you're having a bad stomachache. Is it my pudding?" His mother stared at him skeptically and leaned over the table to reach the bowl of pudding.
"No mae, it's nothing"
The pudding was slightly watery but he wasn't going to crash their very first 'family' dinner mentioning that. His mother was quite sensitive to criticism and was very emotional about... well many things.
"It's bad, isn't it? I knew I shouldn't have tried a new recipe" She pulled 'the' face.
Dear gaaad~
"No no, it's quite good honey. I was meaning to tell you" Khun Anuwat quickly defended and looked at King. King suddenly felt like he was walking on eggshells.
"No mae! I.. was going to say I like this one better, really" He took the bowl out of her hand and scooped out a large glob. But just as his butt slumped back on his seat King saw stars eyes reddening at the corners by the impact alone.
"Why are you crying? Do you want to go to the bathroom?"
"I don't want to go to the damn bathroom okay!" King sniffled as he glared at his sister. "Ow!" That earned him a harsh pinch on his ear.
"So King, son, you said you're a medical student?" Khun Anuwat cleared his throat with an amicable smile. Clearly his stepdad wanted to have a 'small talk' with him since they hadn't had any proper conversation before. And he had an idea where this 'small talk' was going.
"Uh yeah, Second-year"
"Any plans to come live with us?" He shared a look with his mother before returning his eyes to King. "Your sister is moving with her fiance soon so your mother and I thought it'd be great if we could spend some more time together, as a family"
"I've told him this a thousand times. It's useless. All he cares about is his cacti, not his mae" She was pouting now.
"Mae~ It's not like that" Seriously his tailbone was on fire and it was hard not to whine.
"It's very spacious, you can have any room you want. Besides, it's much closer to your college than your condo. Even the neighbors are very welcoming"
His sister suddenly hummed. "Which reminds me, aren't they selling the three-story house beside yours por? It looks very extravagant and I'm almost tempted to bother P'Film to buy it"
His sister seemed to have no problem calling him por already but to King, it was a big step he wasn't willing to take this early. His father was gone and the backstory was a sore subject. All and all they just married so he didn't want to intrude either. Besides after what happened his mother deserved to enjoy her new life.
"It's been already bought I'm afraid. But you're always welcomed to live with us whenever you want"
"I would love to! Shame someone bought it tho. Who is it?"
"It's my former colleague, Khun Sirikarnkul"
Move-in? Now there were more than enough reasons not to.
