I am him ✔

Chapter 34- Let's end this !

As the night grew deeper and deeper, the sound of rain outside the window became louder and louder, crackling on the transparent glass.　　

Arthit forgot to close the curtain, and huddled on the bed, staring at the raindrops that were scrambling on the glass.

The night was dark so he couldn't see Kongpob sitting on the opposite balcony, hugging his knees, staring through the curtain at his window.
The ashtray was already full, and there were cigarette butts scattered around Kongpob's feet.　　

The cigarette case thrown between the cigarette butts had been empty for a long time.

Until now, his mind was filled with the sweetness of Arthit's lips and teeth, the softness of which seemed to have brought shivers into his heart.　　

Kongpob was still uncertain, but in the bottom of his heart was determined than ever because of the kiss.

and so on and so forth, until the rain gradually stopped and the sky was about to dawn, before he finally gritted his teeth, typed a line up, and sent it out.

"I'm sorry, M. I really can't love you anymore, let's end it."

Sending that sentence out, Kongpob's heart seemed to be relieved at last, but the guilt he felt for M came flooding back, stirring the peace.

He really didn't know what to do about M.

It's wrong to disappoint him, but what's wrong with having another person in your heart to be with him?

In the past, when he hadn't met Arthit, he thought it was okay to waste time with M. He might actually have feelings for him one day.

But now, he knew clearly that no matter how hard he tried, he would never be able to change the person he was in love with from Arthit to M again.

Even if Arthit had always avoided him like a snake, there was no way he could deny his heart.

Kongpob understood that his love for Arthit had come at an inexplicable time, but, probably love was all so inexplicable, it was impossible to tell.

The rain that had lasted all night stopped a little as the lightening dawned, and the sun, as if it never knew such a rain had come in the night, popped out of the clouds as usual, illuminating the whole world in a distinct way.

🎵 DING DING DONG DONG 🎵

A tinkling bell woke Arthit from his sleep.

That night, he didn't know when he fell asleep, and his eyes were sore.

Arthit got confused and went over to the bed, fished the bag out from under the bed, pulled out his phone and put it to his ear.

Knot's voice soon penetrated from the other side, "Are you up? How's your hand?"

Arthit closed his eyes tightly and then looked over at his hand.

It was true that the coffee hadn't been too hot yesterday, he hadn't put ointment on it when he got back, and it hadn't swelled up where it had burned.

It was only now that he realized there were some small cuts on his hand, which had scabbed overnight, and it hurt a little when he reacted.

He cleared his throat and opened his mouth to reply, "It's fine, it wasn't anything."

"That's good." Knot's tone trailed off before he continued, "I got breakfast over, you should get ready to get up and eat, I'm heading upstairs, I'll be right there."