Destined You & I (Completed)

Chapter 23

2013
(K19, A18)

The smell of fuel permeated the air of the busy Bangkok streets. People, cars, and buildings all blurred as the bus accelerated. Mopeds and tuk tuks cut in and out between the lanes. Everyone is in a race to their own destination.

Arthit smiled looking out the opened window on the bus. He wasn't focused on anything particular. A little breeze comfortably swept against his blushing face. For the entire ride, he kept recalling the intimate moment he shared with his young boyfriend. He still can't believe how bold he was for initiating it. He gently touched his kissed skin, and behind his ear. He grabbed the back of his neck, and smiled again. It was such an intense and foreign feeling to be kissed right there. He can almost hear Kongpob's moist mouth moving over and around it as if he was doing it right now. He has nothing to compare to, but it felt very nice and exciting. That much he knows, and he looks forward to doing it again. He wonders if Kongpob enjoyed it as well. His blush deepens.

"Oh, excuse me." A man said for bumping his knee into Arthit's while he took the seat beside him.

Hearing someone speak to him, Arthit was brought out of his daydreams. A little annoyed, but he nodded to the man next to him. Then he looked around, and noticed that the bus was currently at a stop, and people were getting on. Then he looked outside. Hey, isn't that the old bakery? Shit! Arthit immediately stood up. This is his stop. The doors closed, and the bus started to move again.

"Stop! Please stop! I have to get off." Arthit hollered loud enough for the driver to hear him from the back.

The bus driver could be seen shaking his head through the rear view mirror. But the bus quickly pulled over, and opened its doors again.

"Thank you!" Arthit shouted loudly again before making his exit. Thank goodness he didn't miss his stop after all.

Arthit checked his watch, and it wasn't even five o'clock yet. He was relieved that traffic wasn't too bad coming home from Kongpob's. He started walking briskly towards home. For some reason, he suddenly felt something was off, but he can't put his finger on what. Arthit just felt uneasy. He had texted Krystal to let her know he was on his way home over thirty minutes ago, but she didn't respond. Arthit checked his phone again to see if something was wrong with Krystal, but she hasn't texted him back.

Arthit had an urge to run home. He doesn't know why, but he felt the need to do so. So without further delay, he took off running. Why must he run again today? It's exhausting.

Arthit finally made his way to their front gate. Everything seemed calm and quiet. Nothing out of the ordinary. Catching his breath, he fished his keys out from his backpack. He stepped inside the house with a nervous feeling. Then he heard the sound of sniffling.

"Arthit Rojnapat! Come here!"

Arthit heard his father's voice booming before seeing the man himself. He hesitantly walked into the living room. His father stood up from the couch glaring at him. He looked towards the source of the sniffling, and of course it was his sister kneeling on the floor crying.

"Where have you been? You are supposed to be grounded. How dare you disobey me?" Arthit's father yelled.

"Dad, I'm sorry. But it's not Krystal's fault. Please leave her out of it." Arthit pleaded as he went to kneel beside his sister.

"She is an accomplice. Your sister lied to me, and tried to cover for you. Do you have any idea what happened today?" Arthit's father spoke in anger with his veins visible along his neck.

"No." Arthit shook his head. He has never seen his father this mad. He didn't dare to talk back at the moment. He looked at Krystal, but she had her eyes cast down on the floor.