✔Back to You

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Oon cackled happily. He was riding on Forth's shoulders while they walked along the shore with the new uncle holding his dada's hand. He didn't mind.

He never had so much fun in his life. Ukka porr was sho sho phun to have around. So Oon was adamant that he would keep him. His dada just looked down everytime he said it while uncle Forth agreed to stay as long as Oon marries him.

"Neo neo shir!! Aathi wou onwy mwary Dada" Oon shook his head. "Dada sho pwetty and mawt. Aathi waaw Dada mosh"

(Arthit101: oh no sir. I can only marry dada. He's so pretty and smart. I love him the most)

"Aw... but I love you too" Forth pouted and Oon patted his head.

"Neo neo neo tupid! Aathi waab Dada moww"

Forth sighed. "Okay... so let's do this. I will marry your Dada now so you can have two fathers. Then when you're as tall as me, you can marry him too" he negotiated while Beam gaped at him.

"Ooho, ju no know... ju owny mawry bun time! Onwy mawry bun ju waab mosh" Arthit huffed and smacked his head. Forth was quiet for a moment. Then he laughed.

(Arthit101: oh ho, you don't know! You only marry one time! Only marry the one you love the most)

"You are such a smart big boy" he pulled the boy in his arms to tickle him. Oon cackled.

Then he was put down to go play with clay.

Beam sat at the side, quietly watching them interact. He smiled seeing how focused his son was at the task at hand. He got that from both of them.

Yes, he was Arthit Vongviphan. His little sunshine. His son. His and Forth's. The result of a drunk night that Forth didn't even feel worth remembering. He didn't remember ending up fucking his supposed best friend's brother, mistaking him for another guy.

'Oh, why you look way more beautiful than ever Wayo?' He'd never forget those words coming out of Forth's mouth right after he came inside him. Those words haunted him till he had that tiny little headache in his arms.

He knew Forth didn't want kids. He knew everything that tall bastard said or thought by heart. He would rather die than let his little boy become a mistake. A burden.

That was what Beam and Arthit would mean to Forth. Beam wasn't under any delusion that Forth would come to be by his side, leave everything behind for an unwanted child, or that he ever even wanted a child. And with a nerd like Beam?

Though Forth was Lam's best friend, Beam knew it was him who was Forth's best friend. He knew Forth wanted to keep him as his big secret like some forbidden affair.

Forth never wanted his fan following to know a nerd was his secret best friend. How would he want to ever be with Beam? He only slept with him because he was too drunk to realize he was Beam, not his latest prey Wayo. And Beam was so ashamed and hurt, he wasn't strong enough to say it to Forth. What would he say? Hey, you were drunk and you fucked me? Sorry, I didn't try hard to stop you! I was being a shameless whore!

That's what he told his brother who insisted on telling him. But Forth never returned any of his calls or emails. Beam wasn't sure if he even read any. Even if he did, he knew Forth couldn't care less. Forth walked around throwing his sperm like it was donation. Even he himself said he won't be surprised if he already had dozens of kids. He even offered Prae, the only girl in their gang that he could help make her a child if she ever wanted one since no man was ever gonna look her way. 

He sounds rude and jerk, right?

But he was anything but a jerk to Beam. He was like that guide that always held his hand to walk him through every difficulty of life. He helped Beam become more confident in his own skin. Someone Beam felt easy around, comfortable enough to let himself loose, to be the not nerdy Beam everyone saw him as. Only Forth knew the real Beam who had always been hidden between the thick walls he built around himself over years. Only Forth. Who, even when he was surrounded by so much glam and beauty, still managed to find his way to Beam. Even when he was busy enjoying his life, he still always wanted Beam to be a part of it yet, he never made Beam do anything he didn't feel comfortable doing.