The secret of our true love between us and everything in the middle

Chapter 33

    The sun rose steadily shooting its brightening  shards of light across the sky bringing dawn with it. The cool night changed to a warm breeze causing mist to form and slight fog to collect in the air. It was a beautiful and peaceful morning to receive and it didn't go unfelt by the pair of boys who were resting heartfilled in each other's arms.
      P'Arthit felt the slight change craddle his skin and shifted to get more cover over himself. KongPob moved as well behind him and pulled himself closer to Arthit. Arthit slightly grunted at his action but let it go and went on sleeping. They remained like that for another 45 minutes until KongPob roused feeling his arm go dead as Arthit used it for a neck pillow. His eyes cracked open and he was met with the ruffled head of P'Arthit. He smiled fondly to himself as the memories of the night flooded  his mind and he reeled in it in silence. He couldn't believe that they had taken such a huge step in their relationship but he didn't regret any of it. Not one but. The whole thing had cemented their love for each other and had united them for life now. Nothing could tear them apart no matter what. That was how deep KongPob had poured himself unto P'Arthit and he was well aware that P'Arthit had done the same thing.

  KongPob laid there just staring at P'Arthit's back head and listening to his cute snoring, thinking that it was the best experience in his life and how he wanted to lock this moment forever in his heart. There was nothing better than this. It didn't mind that his arm would soon break off, he was more than satisfied in this time. Eventually it became to much and KongPob kissed P'Arthit to wake him up. Arthit stirred in his sleep his body still tired and KongPob resulted to other methods. He placed light kisses on P'Arthit's ear and neck but he was careful not to overdo it. P'Arthit was very sensitive in the morning.
   P'Arthit finally came to when he felt that KongPob had become bothersome and he cracked his eyes open.
  “Mmhhhh- what........ what is it KongPob?” P'Arthit groaned as he slowly began to feel the rest of his body.
    “Good morning P'Arthit krap, did you sleep well?” KongPob asked innocently as he propped himself up on one arm and looked down at him. P'Arthit threw a back glance behind him before his head hit the plow again as though ready to sleep again.
    “It was fine.” 'Though I've had better nights before. Shiaaaaa... Why did I let him top!! My body feels like it's been on fire!' Arthit thought to himself as he slightly stretched out and cursed out the soreness in his lower back. His actions didn't go unnoticed by KongPob who's eyes followed down and he smiled to himself. He had kept to his earlier words as promised.
      “Are your legs still shaking from last night P'Arthit krap?” KongPob cheekily teased as he fixed P'Arthit's hair. He immediately regretted it as Arthit elbowed him shary between the ribs as a warning.
     “Of you keep talking, I'm going to kick you out of bed. Don't make me angry KongPob and no more talk of last night.” Arthit threatened as he roused. Last night probably had been the best night of his life and he hadn't expected to feel so connected to KongPob like that. In all honesty, he had had many worries about their sex life but last night had proved that they were right with each other and all his earlier concerns were washed away. They were just the same as other couples and they were just as in love as the rest. Though it didn't mean Arthit was eager for any more of it. If they were to make love again, P'Arthit would make sure that he topped since at the moment he wasn't in his happy place and he was sure thatKongPob wouldn't mind. He dozed off again to search for extra strength to wake up and KongPob let him be as he gently strokes his hair occasionally whispering I love you which put a smile on both their faces.

On the other side of town, things weren't looking tooo good. In fact, it felt as though a hurricane was about to break out. The silence in the car was one of trepidation as P'Mun drove back home with a beat up San in the back. They had just come from the hospital after P'Mun had gotten a phone call to come pick up a half drunk dead beat boy who had been admitted at the hospital in the dead of night. After being beat up by Arthit, San had decided to go and drown his sorrows in a shabby, low grade club in the area. The club wasn't even a verified one and their drinks had an extra kick of unknown substances that heightened one's thinking. A few shots of those and San was soon out of his mind and began picking up fights with strangers of all sorts. It didn't take long before he messed with the wrong group of people and was in for a second beat down. He had almost died at their hands when by luck the owner came in and broke up the fight and took San to the hospital since he was unconscious at that point and was bleeding heavily. You can imagine that P'Mun had not been at all pleased to be awakened early in the morning to collect his younger brother. He arrived in time to find the troublemaker in the waiting ward, still not fully out of it with an IV stuck to him as it washed out the toxins in his system. His face was covered in bandages as his nose had broken and dark bruises adorned his skin. The San that he was facing was definitely not the San that he knew. For sure, San had always been a troublemaker and a bit reblious but this was way out of scale even for Mun himself.
     They finally arrived back at the house and Mun stormed out in boiling rage, the car door slamming hard as it closed. Luckily Stay and the baby weren't home as she slept over her mother's that night or things would have been out of control. San rolled his eyes, at P'Mun's reactions as he thought they were exaggerated. Sure he had gone over a bit but there was a first time to everything right? P'Mun could at least go easy on him, he was already feeling like crap and he wanted some comfort. He followed Mun in, dragging himswlf slowly his body protesting at sudden movements.
       He closed the glass door behind him and wasn't surprised to find Mun standing against the kitchen counter waiting for him like an upset parent. San sighed heavily before he sat on the couch arm not particularly interested in starting their conversation. Mun stated hard at San trying to get control over himself as his emotions pushed through. His thoughts were all over the place and his tempers were rising more and more especially at how nonchalant San seemed to be. Eventually his staring got to San who looked back, tired at being stared at.
     “OK say it P'Mun. Tell me you told me so. It's fine. You were right and all. And I get that you're upset and all and that's fine but I think that you're overreacting a bit here. Sure I got in a big fight and all but it is what it is. No need to make a big deal out of it. We can just put this behind us and live as though nothing happ......” the rest of San's words were abruptly cut off as the hearty slap resounded across the room and San's head turned sharply to the right.
       San's had crept up to hold his cheek that was now throbbing in pure shock that his brother had actually laid his hands on him. He wasn't the only one. P'Mun was taken aback at his sudden attack but he couldn't take anymore of this nonsense.
   
   “No. Big. Deal? This is no big DEAL TO YOU SAN!!!? HOW DARE YOU SIT THERE AND ACT LIKE SHIT IS FINE WHEN EVERYTHING IS FALLING APART SAN!! HOW!! DO YOU EVEN FEEL ANY REMORSE OR PITY FOR YOURSELF OR AM I THE ONLY ONE SENSIBLE ENOUGH AROUND HERE!!?!!!
NOT A BIG DEAL!! THEN WHEN WILL IT BE A BIG DEAL FOR YOU THEN? WHEN YOU'RE BEATEN UP AND HOSPITALISED? WHEN YOU BECOME A DEAD BEAT ALCOHOLIC AMD DRUG ABUSER, WILL THAT BE A BIG DEAL FOR YOU THEN!!?! OR MAYBE, OF YOU ACTUALLY WIND UP DEAD, MAYBE THEN IT WILL BE A BIG DEAL FOR YOU TO ACTUALLY COME TO YOUR FUCKING SENSES BECAUSE RIGHT NOW YOU'RE NOT OK IN THE HEAD!!” P'Mun yelled, his tone different from anything San had ever heard. P'Mun was enraged and San was beginning to see that.