.feeling miserable
After arthit helping Kongpob to fallen asleep he covered him with duvet and strolled out
Latter the moment of hearing the door knob closed Kongpob broke into sob his heart is heavy he is making himself miserable why does he cares for me? When I am hating him so much!
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when arthit came in evening seven thirty he sees kongpob sleeping deeply he sat beside kongpob he lean onto Kong's face fondly moving the small hairs revealing the forehead sensing the touch kongpob open his eyelids arthit retreated his hand back
"oh phee! Are you done with your work?"
Arthit motion his head as yes "let's go home"
Arthit got up giving space to kongpob to get out of bed "I will carry you, you cannot walk all the way to parking lot" arthit offered his help
Kongpob was standing close to arthit and arthit was giving him a soft eye offering his help to carry kongpob "p'arthit, I can walk to the elevator"
Arthit nod his head in understanding he knew kongpob would protest him he walk to open the door wide and let kongpob walk first, squinting kongpob took his footsteps slowly out to the door followed by arthit closing the door behind
now they were in working room and it takes another twenty steps to walk out of the room, kongpob nibbled his lip his ankle is not allowing to walk more
Walking these five steps kongpob felt great difficulty, now arthit standing alongside of kongpob shoulder he lean to cross to kongpob standing with low head
"need help" he whisper soft
This time he knew he should receive arthit's help, walking upto elevator will be painful but he is being hesitant he gulped looking to the closed door and side glance to arthit eyes peering him in curious
They did not speak anything reading the situation next second arthit knelt before him "hope on"
Kongpob eyes widen looking to arthit bending for him suddenly an emotional tears spring his eyes no one did this for him, not even his father and his husband of a few weeks was ready to give him a piggyback ride
He immediately nudge on arthit firm shoulder "phee arthit don't do this come on stand.d up.."
"make it fast" arthit ushering him
"but...phee" he nibbled on his lower lip
He look back turning his head slightly to kongpob standing behind him "kongpob, you're making it difficult for me, understand my position I cannot kneel on one leg for long time."
he gulped seems like it's the only way for now instead of keeping arthit kneeling he slowly hesitantly held his hands onto arthit shoulder
arthit find kongpob being reluctant so he just grab his hands pulling him fall on his back, he pulled kongpob arms to his front making kongpob chest collide with arthit back,
when kongpob chest fondle with arthit's back he grasped and felt tingle in his stomach
Kongpob at first he was surprised he was actually feeling shy to loop his arms on arthit shoulders but the sudden full caused him to blush when his chest fondled with arthit back
Arthit raise to his knees buckling his arms behind kongpob knees he raised to his feet striding to the door
Kongpob rest his chin on arthit shoulder feeling the strong arms gripping his knees securely he closely observing arthit face endearingly as if he wants to remember every inch of his husband face his silky eyebrows and black orbs with thin black eyelashes his prominent nose, sharp jawbones he remembers when arthit smiles the cheeks forming dimples all the fair skin colour contrast to his light choco skin
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Our Marriage (M-preg) ✔
FanfictionArthit and kongpob wedding. involves their wedding life with family drama. My own story of "wedding" (forth-ming) translation into (peraya version) "our marriage"