A/N : in characters description for arthit's ex I gave a name as namtarn to the picture but I am changing the name to marise.... It is okay for you guys or if you want to see namtarn name.
Kongpob was sitting in the library writing his diary calmly, his pen was moving according to his thoughts, in the silent library his thoughts were going on and on he was writing playing a small smile on his lips
Diary
It's was already one year passed in a blink, everyone are celebrating for the new year, for me my marriage itself is a new-year , I plan to do few things in this year, firstly I want to complete our new house construction with in six months by my husband birthday , as I want to give him a surprise on his birthday in our new house.
I hope every year I will be celebrating my anniversary beside my husband despite of his busy schedules.
Last week I am really jealous of p'Nai and I am not letting my husband to touch me , I am really serious at him now, haha!!! I am enjoying myself making him daily moving around me, I became such a selfish man but I enjoy what arthit is trying to do, he really trying for his forgiveness everyday he is bringing me chocolates writing a message not " I am sorry " that is so sweet of my husband
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Arthit after completing his gym, he was having his drink which kongpob brought it in the past moment and walked out to the down floor thinking, kongpob must be in library he peeked on , yes! his guess was right! He sees his husband was sitting in library smiling like an idiot, arthit walked slowly behind kongpob he bend to kong's ear "are you writing about me?" he peeked into book
Kongpob startle immediately closing his diary he stood up facing his husband "phee don't know the meaning of privacy! "
Arthit leaned forward untill kongpob lower back touch the table he wisher slowly "I don't know, tell me, I will learn."
Kongpob hit arthit chest with his diary pushing him a little he ran out.
Looking to his kongpob running Arthit shout to his back "happy anniversary sweet heart."
Kongpob yelled back from the door "you too my dear husband."
Arthit was laughing shaking his head "such a tundstere he is, always escaping from my grip today I won't leave him for sure."
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Going to the kitchen Arthit was talking with his mother "mae I took one week leave tomorrow will be going our trip."
"Yes, I do remember arthit, did you check everything?"
"Yes mae I did, still packing kongpob clothes is left, tommorow morning is our flight, I don't understand how to do?"
"Its alright!in the evening I will take kongpob to my room you just pack his clothes then, problem solved." Jessy pat her son worried shoulder with a cool expression.
"Thank you na mae." Arthit hug her tightly..
"What's is going on here?" Kongpob came down after having his shower and neatly dressed..
"Nothing," jessy simply replied, leaving from her son hug she continued to look at both of her son's they were looking good in their new dress she complimented them "you both look like made for each other."
They both gave a slight smile saying a thank you and walked out to the table.
Jessy like last time she hand a knife server for cake cutting, it reminding kongpob their one month anniversary, his husband was not soft, the touch on his wrist was tight, red finger prints are formed on his wrist, arthit made a commotion at his house which made kongpob afraid to death, all in those chaos moments also again arthit reconciled with him quickly, he was in his own thoughts looking to the one layer chocolate cake sitting on the table, a smooth hand held the wrist gently, his fingers curled smoothly round the wrist, standing at the back of him nearly without leaving any inch gap between their bodies, arthit slowly move his face forward making his smooth lips touch the back of the ear, the hot nuzzling breath behind the ear whispering softly "happy anniversary sweetheart."
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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"