Kongpob pov
"Duddy, daddy wake up" Nine squirmed in my hold. I'm very fvckin tired from yesterday running behind this hyper kid. He was so excited for the beach today and haven't slept till one hour passed the midnight. I had to tell him if he doesn't sleep He'll have to go with the boogie man, which wasn't a good idea according to Arthit. It worked, didn't it?
"Nine let daddy sleep. It's not even 6 am yet" Arthit scooted close to me and pulled Nine over him rocking to sleep "but Angel, I'm not sweepy" he whined and wiggled out of our bed.
I pressed the pillow to my face and laid motionless. Trust me, he wasn't this naughty when he was a toddler. Arthit sighed and followed the little master out.
"So what shall we do today?" Arthit asked. We are having breakfast in the beach resort.
"We'll visit this local markets and then beach for sunset" i wiped my mouth with the hand towel.
"Angel, shall we w-wear Mr.break it, Mr.fix it tshirt t-today?" Nine excitedly jumped in his seat.
"What am i then?" I asked faking an offended tone.
"You're Mr.Pay it" Arthit said pointing his fork to my face.
We dressed up and visited the floating market or water market which allowed the tourist and the domestic vendors to sell items and helped us to experience the riverside culture.
I was so happily watching Arthit and Nine enjoying the waters and buying different things which I'm sure we wouldn't be using anywhere.
"Angel look there, that grandpa has jewellery" Nine made grabby hands to shop.
"Come on" Arthit picked Nine as the crowd density increased. "Give him to me" i carried Nine. Arthit's still not one hundred percent cured carrying Nine will add more pain.
"Gwand pa, how much is this silver bracelet" Nine politely asked the old man. Arthit and i were shooked, Nine has never initiated a conversation with any stranger and he easily identified the jewels were silver just by looking. This might be very normal to a regular parent but this is an improvement i never thought i would see in my Eight year old son.
"This one costs thirty dollars son. These cuts are handicrafted no machine used"
"Oh" Nine's face displayed disappointment.
"Baby boy, you need this one?" Arthit picked the particular bracelet Nine asked for and grabbed his wallet to pay.
Nine stopped Arthit from paying and silently shook his head. "I w-wanted to give you b-birthday present. I have only t-tweny two dollars" he took the crumbled bills from his pocket.
"Hero look I'll pay the rest for now. Repay whenever you can" Nine happily received the bracelet from the shopkeeper and secured it inside his pocket. Few seconds back he said it was for his Angel.
When we were roaming the streets with camers hanging on my neck suddenly Nine and Arthit were swarmed by reporters.
"Mr Rojnapat as you're married to a business tycoon what's your contribution for the LGBT+ community?"
"What's your stan on queer people getting bullied and physically assaulted in the workplace or schools?"
"Where have you planned for your honeymoon?"
"Are you both planning on having another child?"
"Mr Rojnapat a family picture please"
"Please look this way sir"
I got Nine from him and wrapped my arm over Arthit's waist securely guiding my family to the car. Our bodyguards prevented the press from getting into us.
I'm NOT giving any press meet, my family matters are to me to know and to others not to know. I've asked my publicist to release an official statement that I'm married to Arthi Rojnapat, that's more than enough.
"Hewwo" Nine was enthusiastically waving at the clicking camers. Arthit and i smiled at his gesture.
"Baby boy last time we spoke you said you don't like being photographed" Nine sat on Arthit's lap and bit his shirt button, refusing to take a single seat.
"I still no wike them mommy" he was squirming and trying to make himself comfortable.
"Nine come here" i tried to pick Nine but he whined and buried his face.
Arthit shushed me and mouthed "he's sleepy" i shook my head and let the two be.
Ride to our resort was superr Interesting with few complicated questions from our Son, here take a glimpse of some yourself.
"Duddy, will i turn into a snake if i eat l-laying on my t-tummwy?"
I gave him a weird look. "Ofcourse no hero. You're a human being born to two human beings. You wouldn't turn into snake or anything else"
"B-ut Angel said i can be a-anything i want, i want to be a d-doctor. I can't be that?" He pouted.
"Baby boy I'm ready to do anything to help you become a good doctor. Trust me i don't mind carrying you on my back crossing seven mountains and seven sea to med school everyday" Nine kissed Arthit's cheeks happily. Wow, so now I'm the bad guy.
"Duddy?"
"Yes doll" he transferred to my lap.
"Are chick peas bird poop?" I scratched my scalp in a defeated manner. And said a big No.
"Are every clouds vanilla flavoured cotton candy?" He didn't stop there.
"That's so dumb" i said and he nodded quietly.
"Does choco chip cookies have chips on them?"
"You mean potato chips?" Let me leave no space, Imma not ready to get outsmarted by a eight year old. He nodded to which i shook my head No.
"So that m-means Ryan lied to me the whole time?"
"I guess" i shrugged my shoulders up and added "maybe he thought these were true" his mouth was a big oh at the end of our conversation. We finally reached the beach and Thanks to god the dumb-dumber round is finally over.
I wonder how kids these days come up with ideas like these.
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