Please be my mommy

chapter 11

Kong pov

I followed my son to our room. He was sitting on the bed swinging his legs and breathing heavily in anger. I knelt infront of him and ran my finger over his hair. "Hey Hero"

"Hmmmmp" he sharply turned his head to the other side. Seriously I've never ever been in a most worst situation than this. I agree i do like Arthit. To be honest i like him so much, he is the best friend i never had. He is a bunch of cells with extra good qualities merged together.

But, how will i explain my seven year old son. I'm not gay. I'm not attracted to men. Even if i am that would be really selfish to keep Arthit in my life for the sake of Nine. That pure soul right there doesn't deserve that, infact no one deserves that.

"You mad at daddy?" I pouted.

"Yeah. Why y-you say angel is n-noot my momm-my?" He folded his hands to his chest.

"Because he is not your mommy. He is being a lovely uncle to you. And you're putting him in an embarassing situation by this baby boy" i tried to explain him.

"He b-bbath me, play wif me, cook f-fo me and you two aah f-riends. He is my momm-my already duddy" he said dramatically moving his hands.

"Sorry for interrupting guys. Kongpob you gotta call" Arthit gave me my mobile phone. I accepted it and went out of the room to attend the business call.

After finishing the call Arthit was waiting for me leaning on the handrail. "Kongpob"

"Yes teacher" i mocked him.

"Just don't push Nine. He is behaving like this because he got used to me alot. This will change in no time after the lockdown. So, just let the kid be" he waived his hands.

I smiled "thanks man"

Our landline and Arthit's phone isn't working, only my cell phone is the mode of communication. Arthit has contacted the orphanage he grew a few times and I've sent the help they need. And also his neighbour someone named knott to know the situation there.

"Arthit I'm so sorry knott called last night, i forgot to tell you" i scratched my temple apologetically.

"That's alright kongpob. I'll call him now" he took my phone.

"Hey p'knott" for some reason i didn't move away from him.

"Ermmm yeah, thanks. And how r u" his face flushed red while talking. I shrugged my shoulders.

"Oh no no phi, that's not necessary" he chewed his lower lip.

"Okay thanks" he disconnected the call and thrusted it to me.

"So" i raised my brows at him.

'What' he mouthed in confusion.

"What was he saying, your brother?" I'm clearly not interested in whatever they talk. The question is just out of curiosity.

"He is not my brother. He just said he'll pick me from here when everything settles" he replied casually and started doing the dinner dishes.  Today is his turn to do dishes.

"I don't think it would happen anytime now. Maybe the lockdown will be extended for one more month" i hopefully said leaning on the kitchen counter.

"One more month? No way. Once the stagnated water is drained, I'll go back to my flat" Arthit shook his head in horror.

A flood of sadness hit me right across my face. He doesn't like it here with us. I think Nine is being bothersome to him and he is too kind to refuse to us. "Okayy" i forced a smile and got back to my son.

Nine was already sleeping soundly holding his iron man stuffie close to his chest. I chuckled at his sleeping face and kisses his forehead a few times before tucking him till his chin.

My legs took me to the cupboard where i kept my 'old monk'

(A/N) Guys, Alcohol is injurious to health and smoking kills.

I do not recommend anybody to smoke or drink. This is the first time I'm actually including a drinking scene in my story. Please act responsibly.

I poured a peg for myself. One increased to ten, this is me for the first time drinking at home after a long gap. This bottle was a gift i saved for my friend, fortunately it's accompanying me in the lockdown.

"I didn't know you drink" Arthit sat next to me in the stool.

"Even i" i smirked and poured another glass for myself.

"I think you're already full Mr.Suthiluck" Arthit held the bottle and kept it aside. "Sleep in my room today, I'll sleep with Nine" he grabbed my hand and threw it over his shoulder.

"I cen wolk for maself" i said.

"Ofcourse you can" he guided me to the room he used to sleep in.

"Why are yew being nice when you actually don't like us?" I asked grabbing his collar.

"Excuse me" he pushed me on my bed. "Alcohol has hit your brain. Shut up and sleep. Good night"

"Stop being fake. I thought you're pure but you're faking" i yelled pointing at him.

"Who said i don't like it here?" He asked resting his hands on his waist.

"You just said that. You freaked out when i asked you to stay" i fell on the floor with face first when i tries to gain my balance standing.

"Shiyaa, kongpob stop messing" he made me sit and came with a night suit.

"Stupid, i didn't want to give more trouble to you. What made you think i would prefer living alone at my one room flat instead of living with you and Nine?" He threw the suit on my chest. "Change and sleep. See you tomorrow"

"Really?" I asked holding his wrist.

There were complete silence in the room. He was deeply looking into my face while the moonlight from the window directly fell on his face. Wow, beautiful.

"Yeah" he whispered slowly and rushed out of the room.

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