Don't Even Think About It

Chapter 11

Late update but please forgive me for the tardiness. I've been busy. Trust me, I have not forgotten about these stories or about any of you. This is a bit rushed in the beginning but I promise there is a point to it.

Let me know what you thought about it and I hope it makes you get cutesy feeling about these two. On to the story!

Arthit punched the pillow once more. Oh how he wished it was Kongpob's face right now. That stupid teen just had a special way of getting on his nerves tonight.

First, the senior finds out that the idiot has been texting his mother and passes on a message that he had not received directly from his own mae.

He could still feel the evil twitch of his eye. If looks could kill he was sure that Kongpob would be dead in a very gruesome way.

Second, he literally makes him stay over and even join the whole family for dinner. When he says the whole family, he means the whole family.

The younger student's sisters came home from the university to see the famous Arthit. All throughout the dinner, they pretty much stared at Arthit and squealed together when Kongpob would help him with any little thing. Like when Kongpob cleaned the corner of his mouth instead of just giving him the tissue. He swore that one of them had taken a picture when it happened. Those two were scary people.

They weren't the only curious ones that joined them, Kongpob's grandparents that lived next door came over to see the cute young man, that was how the junior's mother described him over the phone. Arthit could feel no anger towards them or awkwardness with them. They made him miss his own grandparents that lived so far away. They both cooed over him and actually hit Kongpob over the head when they heard about their grandson not telling him that he had his future mother-in-law's contact information. Than again when they heard that he pretty much made Arthit stay over without a chance to get anything to be able to stay over. The third time made Arthit giggle. His grandmother smacked Kongpob again when they heard that Arthit had to cook for both of them for their snack. They kept thanking him for getting their troublemaker of a grandson back on track in school.

Third, they had the most awkward interaction with the younger man's father. Arthit had no idea what to do or say. The only good thing was that the head of the family was a peaceful person. It shocked Arthit how patient the man was with everything. He reminded the senior of his own late father. He was so serious but warm to his family.

Kongpob simply introduced him and stated that he was his "future wife". Arthit did not hold back when he heard that. He smacked Kongpob. The idiotic teen hadn't even asked for his hand in marriage and he was already introducing him as his future spouse.

And last but not least, this little predicament  he was in. Here he was in the junior's bed because "the guest room was dirty" according to Kongpob. Arthit saw from the corner of his eye the family just shake their heads when they heard the teen say that while dragging him up the stairs.

"P'Arthit?"

Arthit could feel the bed dip on the other side but still ignored the teen.

"P'Arthit, have you gone to sleep already?"

Stubborn silence.

"P'Arthit, please don't be mad at me." Kongpob moved closer to him. Hesitance was there before a tan arm wrapped around the stubborn teen.

Arthit pushed the arm away and turned to face the persistent teen. "Than why do you keep doing things that upset me? You keep asking me to forgive you but if you didn't do those things than I would have no reason to be angry with you."

Kongpob's lips formed a pout before he wrapped his arms around his crush. "I'm sorry, P'Arthit. I just get so excited and I can't help myself. I want my family to know about you and the fact that you're my future."

Arthit could help but get warm inside when he heard those words. In the back of his mind, a little nagging thought couldn't help but remain. "I'm a senior, Kongpob. I'm going to leave school before you. You are going to meet so many other people in the future."

Kongpob tightened his arms around the slightly smaller male. "I don't care about any of those people. They will never be like you. No one will ever be better than you."

"Relationships that start in the teen years do not always last. You'll probably get tired of me or get disappointed that I'm not what you think I am."

Kongpob frowned, pulling away to look at the other's face. "I'm going to tell you this only once, P'Arthit. Don't you dare say that ever again. This will work. WE are going to make this work. WE are going to have ups and downs but we will get passed them together. WE are going to be together until we are both old and wrinkled. Even when we are at that point of life my feelings are never going to change. P'Arthit, I love you."

Arthit's eyes opened wide at the sound of those three little words.

"Yes, P'Arthit. I love you. You're it for me. There will never be anyone who can outshine you. You are my sun. Without you I don't have a future. I never cared about my future before I laid eyes on you."

Kongpob gave a crooked smile, fixing Arthit's bangs. "You were so beautiful when I saw you the first time. You were walking with P'Knot to class. I heard you laughter first, it's what made me stop on my tracks and look for the source. I was going to skip class that morning, you know. After I saw you disappear through the doors, I had to stay and find you. I found you in the library that day."

Tan fingers caressed the most pale skin it had ever come in contact with. "I haven't skipped class since that day. I won't lie and say I did the work. 'Cause, let's be honest, I didn't care about any of that other than seeing you any chance I got. You have no idea how surprised I was when I found out you were our new tutor. It was fate."

Arthit's brain could come up with nothing to say. Eyes scanned ever detail of the other's face. He knew he was done for right that moment. There was no more running now.

"P'Arthit?" Kongpob asked with a raised eyebrow.

Any other words were cut off by a pair of lips.