Warning : Mature content 18+
The next morning the sky still light in colour with cool whether showing the effect of last night rainfall,
A lean long finger tracing the scar down the spine with a bit of gloomy feel 'it must have hurt a lot' his eyes turned wet,
kongpob woke up when he felt fingers tracing his spine column he turned back facing his husband he murmur a good morning with sleepy eyes.
Pecking Kongpob's forehead Arthit wish him back "Good morning sweetheart."
He started become worried when he see Arthit's eyes are wet "phee?" his thumb caressing arthit lower eyelid
Giving a teary smile he loop one arm over kongpob's waist looking so fondly into the confused eyes of his beloved he whispher "I love you sweetheart." He smooched a kiss on shoulder blade
Kongpob's lips curved into a shy smile. "what's up with phee, early in the morning?"
Arthit pulled him closer by his waist "You are looking beautiful in the morning."
"P'Arthit are you fine?" Kongpob checking the forehead wondering if arthit had fever.
Arthit removed the palm on his head saying I love you again he kissed a kuncle
"Okay, okay. I will go to the bathroom."
Arthit held him tightly, not allowing him to move.
Kongpob tried to remove the hands around his waist but failed. "P'Arthit, come on.... leave me."
"No, I won't."
Kongpob gave up on idea of getting away from his husband lovey dovey arms he stay still in the loving protective arms he likes the way arthit holds him sharing all the morning paris love on bed
Arthit continued to stare into the cute eyes
"What are you staring at?"
"Sshhh. Don't disturb me."
For a few minutes kongpob keeps silent as arthit eyes suddenly became wet and started to shed tears.
"Phee!!! What happened? What is wrong? why phee is tearing up?" Kongpob panicked he hold arthit's cheek firmly asking him with worried expression written all over his face
"Nah, nothing just. Just happy to look at you like this."
Kongpob planted a soft kiss on his husband's forehead "It's only been one year but phee is loving me too much."
"Love keeps growing."
"Being cheesy early in the morning. Get up na phee." Kongpob averting arthit gaze with a blush.
Arthit arms left the waist Kongpob got free from the strong arms, he sat up breathing, releasing his heavy breath "uff!! Phee held me tightly."
Arthit sat up back hugging Kongpob.
"Aish!! My husband." He shake his head as for Arthit he halt kissing kongpob shoulder blade and begin to laugh for Kongpob using endearment like an old man he said "my sweetheart, will say 'aigoo' when our hair turns grey."
Kongpob shake his head "Haha I cannot wait for that day phee."
They both were laughing in each other hold, Arthit leaving the back hug he got down the bed helping Kongpob to the edge of the bed he took him into his arms..
Kongpob was blushing again and again he loops his amrs around arthit neck as he stayed in those carrying arms still having small smile in his eyes he keeps looking to his husband face. The caring behaviour of arthit was making him fall more and more in love it was true when arthit said love is growing.
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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"