Break Up

Separation

That night still lingers in my memory.  The connectivity which I felt with him was never the same again.  The sex, the love, the longing, the bodily fluids, the electric current that flowed from live outlet of groins to the various parts of the body seemed like a let-go threshold level where it was impossible to let go that electric source unless we separated our live wires.  That was the last night I had that ultimate level of intimacy between us.  Of course, there was lot of make outs including cuddling, kisses, necking and petting.  The next day he dropped the atomic bomb on me.  The energy released by him when targeting me with his fusion and fission of his illogical demand to make my future bright.

Did  he think that my future without him in it could be any better?  He wanted me to participate in Mister Model International representing Thailand next year.  He had a talk with GMM  Modelling Agency Manager who was his best friend Knot regarding my selection for the Male  beauty pageant.    Since I was the most happening hot model of Thailand and made myself an image of well groomed personality both on professional as well as on social media, my name was being considered for it.  

"Why should I participate for that beauty pageant?  I am happy with what I have achieved so far".

"Yes Kong, you have made us all proud especially your parents.  But think of this opportunity which has landed on your doorstep".

"What about you?  Are not proud of me?  Forget about my parents."

"I am.  So that is why I am asking you to agreed  to this.  Please Kong".

"Who told you about this?"

"Never mind who said this".

"No, I want to know.  Who put this idea into your head?  I am already earning fine.  I have bought a house for my parents and they are happy.  I have a name of my own.  I am satisfied with my life as directed by you.  Your puppet is happy.

"I did not force you to do these things.  I am just making your future secure and making your parents take pride in your achievements.  You don't want that".

"My happiness, joy, peace and achievement is you ARTHIT.  Without you, there is nothing in this world not even my parents.  Do you hear me?  It is YOU.  I am doing everything for you and only for you.  Nobody matters to me in my waking and subconscious mind.  I love you to the core.  So all this steamy night was for agreeing me to be away from you for whole one year?"  You think sex with every time make me do things for you Arthit?"

"Where are your manners"?  I am your senior.  I will go to any extend to make you one of the top models of the world".

"You are my lover and boyfriend, fucking asshole.  Do you understand that"?

An open palm landed on my left cheek with so much force that I stumbled on my feet and the hand which hit me steadied me.  He fell on my feet and cried stating that he was sorry for hitting me.  He asked me to hit instead.  He sobbed at my feet.  I was so taken aback.  First it was the slap and the next was the pleading of my lover.  I knelt down before him and held his face in my hands.  He looked at me with teary eyes.

"How can I hit my life?  You are everything to me in this world.  I am sorry I said such harsh words.  So you want me to participate in this beauty pageant".  He nodded.

"So you want me to win this title for you."  He nodded again.  

"Can my lover afford such a hefty fee for grooming me to be an international Male model"?

"Yes Kong, I have planned everything for it".  He said in between his sobs.

"I have to be separated from you for almost a  whole year.  Is that okay with you"?

"No, but to achieve this goal, I am ready for it".

"How many more titles I have to win in my life, P Arthit?"

"This is the last one.  I ever ask for me, Kong".

"Then, I too, I have one condition."

"What is it?"

"Become my husband now.  Be my boyfriend, lover and husband forever".

"Win me the title and I will be yours".

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May be two or more chapters.  The story will end.  I am sorry for having kept the readers waiting if there are any left for this.  Comments are always welcome.

Not proof read.