Life Was Boring {RamKing}

Part 11

Ram did not talk much. He occasionally answered a question that Duen would ask him, but other than that, he did not say anything. King was sitting right opposite to him, and even though he was not constantly staring at him, Ram could feel his eyes on him from time to time. The tattooed male tried to do everything he could in order to not look at King. Obviously, occasionally he couldn't help it, but he would only sneak a glance, his eyes passing on King really quickly and looking away.

At one point his phone buzzed and he took it out of his pocket. It was a message from King! He was surprised to see the name pop up because why was King texting him when he was sitting in front of him?

'Are you having fun?'

'Yes.'

'Are you sure? You haven't even finished your first drink yet.'

Ram looked up, staring at King confused because how did King realize he had not finished his first drink yet? King just smiled.

'I went to collect 3 rounds of drinks and after that Bohn went two more times. Neither of us got you anything.'

Of course, that's how. And that was also why Ram was still on his first drink. He did not know how to tell either of them to get him something.

'I do not drink much. I prefer going home sober.'

'Do not worry. If someone tries to attack you I will protect you from them.'

Ram rolled his eyes and King just laughed at his phone.

"Who's messaging you?" Duen asked, who was sitting next to him. Ram looked up panicked, not sure how to answer him or if King would answer him instead. But King said nothing so the tattooed male wondered whether he even heard it at all.
"Just my dad," he said. Duen nodded, not really beliving his words but he looked away.

'You're grounded.'

So, King did hear him. Ram shook his head at his phone and put it back in his pocket, finishing his drink and almost slamming the cup on the table just to make a statement to the older male in front of him.

"Ram, how are you going home?" Ram had difficulty in understanding what Duen was saying since the drunk male was mumbling his words. However, somehow, he figured it out.

"I can drive him home." Ram's heart dropped to his stomach at the sound of that voice. He only heard it a couple of times, mostly during that night, but he knew who it belonged to. It was King. Duen looked over at him and smiled, "good. Bye Ram," and he wobbled out of the room. Ram was considering on how far he could make it if he made a ran for it, but then he realized that he even found it hard to book a taxi by himself so he did not have much of an option.
"Come on, I'm not drunk and I still need to remember were I left my car," said King and Ram looked at him surprised because there is no way he was letting King drive if he was drunk.
"I'm kidding. Let's go," King said, almost as if Ram had spoke to him. King walked away and Ram, half heatedly, followed. He wonder whether King would ask a lot of questions. Ram was hoping that he would not, because then it would mean that he would have to come up with an excuse. He could always pretend that he fell asleep but he had no idea how to fake waking up.

"Can you text me your address? I won't know where to go," King stopped in front of a car and Ram figured it was his. His request surprised Ram a little but it also made him happy. The shorter male did not even use Ram's address as an excuse to make Ram talk. Ram took out his phone and typed his address while King opened his car. The both got in and the older drove off.

They did not talk much, they did not talk at all but somehow it was not awkward. King's radio was playing softly, filling up the car. Ram noticed just how clean King's car was. It did not amaze him. King told him he did not like littering and trash so it was obvious that the male would keep his car clean as well. It even smelled nice. Ram had no idea what the smell was, he was trying to check if there was any car freshner to be seen so he could see the name of the scent but he could not see one.

"It's Paperwhite narcissus," King cut his thoughts, "I mean the smell." Did he just figure out what Ram was thinking about? "I had three plants of it in my car last night and it left the smell. I like it. I prefer it when real plants leave their scent in my car rather than have a fake tree hanging, bothering my view."

Ram did not reply. That was so King. It was a nice scent, it was relaxing him. They did not say anything else until King came to a stop. "This is your apartment right?" Ram looked out of the window and undid his seatbelt as a reply. He gave King a small bow and took out his phone.

'Thank you for the ride.'

"You're welcome. See you!"

Ram got out of the car and walked to his apartment.

When King got to his place he walked straight into the kitchen and picked up a small pot which was sitting on the island.
"I met him today," he told the pot, "if only you were a little bit bigger I would have taken you and gave you to him. But you're still too small to go anywhere. I will take care of you a little longer before I give you away. You still need my care." He placed the pot back on the counter and headed to the shower.

When King got out of the shower he headed straight to bed. He was going to fall asleep right away but it was as if something told him to check his phone. So he did and he was glad, because he found a text from Ram.

'I hope you got home safe. Good night'

He smiled at the text. He must have received it while he was showering because he did not hear his phone ring. Ram must have fallen asleep by then, however, he decided to reply. The tattooed male could see it in the morning.

'I did. Goodnight.'

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Here is a photo of the flower mentioned above

I'm not very good with plants myself but I really like them and love flowers. And the scent of this flower just came to me while writing so I chose this. It's relaxing and calming to me. 

Anyway, thank you so much for reading. Sorry that it is a bit shorter than usual but I felt that was a good way to end this part. See you soon.