FALLIN' ALL IN YOU (Completed)

Chapter 104

"Arthit?" the man clenching his stomach stared at Arthit with wide eyes.

"Chet?" Arthit is just as surprised to see his ex-boyfriend in front of him.

Kongpob cocks an eyebrow at the man standing in front of them. He is not amused. Chet better walk away now before he draws any unnecessary attention to them. Arthit is already nervous enough about the interview that's coming out by tomorrow. There's absolutely no room for more gossip or controversy right now.

"Hey, come on. You're up again." Another performer comes, and grabs Chet by the arm.

Chet looks at Arthit and Kongpob's joined hands as he reluctantly walks away. He turns back a couple of times looking at their faces before joining his crew for the next act. He has never seen Arthit look so polished. That man hardly ever gelled his hair up when they were together, let alone look like a million bucks. He has to admit, Arthit cleaned up good. Too good. What kind of sorcery is this? Is he in some kind of twilight zone? And who the heck is that guy with his ex? He looks like a fine snack dripping. He wants to know more.

"Hey, quit daydreaming. If you screw this up, you're not getting paid." The crew leader says to Chet who was still busy trying to peer through the stage curtains.

Arthit frowns knowing that his ex is in the same vicinity. He never wanted to see Chet's face again. Just his mere existence reminds him of his blindness and wasted time. Arthit absolutely can't figure out what he ever saw in Chet. The man is lazy, selfish, and a leech. Arthit still can't believe he had spent almost every hard earned penny supporting that jackass for five whole years. The way he kicked him out of his own paid apartment was despicable and humiliating. And oh, how can he ever forget the scene in his office. The boxes and bags of his belongings dumped in his office without warning. Gossips and rumors running rampant in the office. Pitiful eyes that followed his every step. Even after Kongpob had people remove all his belongings, and replaced them with beautiful plants, the damage was done. Some people in the office, mainly Jane and John had spread rumors that Arthit must have paid someone to put on a show to cover his humiliation.

Most of the time, Arthit couldn't be bothered with any of the gossip. He is used to people talking about him behind his back. Some even unabashedly made comments in front of his face. That's not even what bothered him the most. What bothered him the most was the fact that five years of his life was wasted on someone who absolutely had no regards for him. For five years he was simply a meal ticket, and a maid to an ungrateful asshole. Five years! Five fucking years! Not five days! How the fuck was he so blind? Arthit is glad his friends never said 'I told you so' in front of his face, but he knew that's what everyone was thinking inside. The more he thought about it, the more his blood started to boil. Oh, and then there's Popeye. That fucking bastard faked Popeye's death. He even....

Arthit's thoughts were interrupted by his boyfriend besides him.

"Hey, relax. I'm right here with you." Kongpob whispers by Arthit, rubbing his thumb back and forth over their joined hands before placing a chaste kiss to the back of Arthit's hand.

Kongpob may not be able to read minds, but he could sense Arthit getting upset just by the mere fact that Arthit was crushing his hand. Kongpob vaguely remembers Producer Nammon mentioning that Chet had finally quit when he was being asked to shave his head for the second time a few months ago. Kongpob remembers thinking that maybe Chet will finally give up on showbiz, and get a real job instead. He didn't give it much thought afterwards. It wasn't worth his time. Who would have known that the guy would show up here like this? Now, that jerk has soured Arthit's mood.