FALLIN' ALL IN YOU (Completed)

Chapter 103

"Hey, did you see Suthilak with a man? Un-fucking-believable!"

"I know. Who would have guessed he swings that way?"

"Do you think all those models and actresses he dated were just decoys then?"

"Who knows? But why would he choose such a big event to come out like this? You know the media will go crazy after today."

"Actually, I think he just doesn't give a fuck. He has never addressed any of his dating rumors in the past. Remember that scandal about him being a homewrecker? He never addressed it either. He just doesn't care what people speculate. He's cool like that. He is my idol."

"Well, he is Kongpob fucking Suthilak. Of course he doesn't care. He has enough money to shut anyone up. So, you going to swing that way too?"

"Shut up. Even if I did, I wouldn't look your way. What I mean is, the man is brilliant. In a span of ten years, he has not only turned his family's bankrupted business around, but he became the youngest billionaire in Asia. So, who cares which way he swings? Maybe he's into both. It doesn't matter."

"I guess you have a point. Whatever."

The soft closing of the restroom door can be heard as the group of men exit. Arthit carefully steps out of the stall. He walks over to one of the basins, and places his hands under the auto faucet. Icy cold water came out rinsing over his soap lathered hands. He rubs his hands together vigorously to rid of the long gone soap. His hands soon turn bright red, and only when they start hurting did he remove them from the icy flow.

Arthit can't say he's shocked to hear people gossip about them. He expected it, and prepared himself for it too. And if you asked him, he would tell you it wasn't even nearly as bad as he expected. This was way better than what he had heard people say about him back in college or at work. He can still hear the word 'faggot' ringing in his head. Even his own father and brother called him that. He is just glad Kongpob wasn't in here to hear those guys.

Arthit looks in the mirror. He shakes off the excess water, and fixes his hair. Will Kongpob really be okay when the gossips start going wild? What if people start calling Kongpob nasty names? Arthit hunches forward, holding himself up by the ledge of the basin.

"Hey, what's taking you so long? Are you okay?" Kongpob says as he pulls Arthit up by the arm to face him.

"Yeah, I'm fine. I just needed a breather." Arthit looks into Kongpob's concerning eyes.

Kongpob's hand slides down from Arthit's arm to hold his hand. "You know, you're a terrible liar."

Arthit nods, and looks away. He hesitantly let his boyfriend pull him in for a hug. He slowly raises his arms to wrap around Kongpob's waist, resting his chin on Kongpob's shoulder.

"Today is the last day. We will leave first thing tomorrow morning. Okay?" Kongpob spoke softly against Arthit's ear.

"I'm fine. Are you okay?" Arthit asks in the same soft tone.

"I've never been better because I've got you. I know what you're thinking, and it's all just noise. Okay?" Kongpob kisses the side of Arthit's neck.

Arthit pulls away, feeling a little embarrassed to be acting this way. "Have you heard anyone say anything?"

"Mmm...some whispers here and there. Nothing too bad. It's Tycoon Chaiyut's Wedding after all. Everyone is very careful about what they say."