Kao open his eyes slowly, "Hospital?". He move to sit in the bed the ask again “Why?” when suddenly the door opens and someone enters..
"Phi! Thank God!"
"Manager, P'New?", Kao whispers..
"I'm glad you're awake! Happy now, Earth?", P'New smile to the person who hug him earlier.
Everyone is smiling when suddenly “P'New, who is this person", Kao asks while looking at the person that P'New talking to.
Silence fills the room.
After a month rest, Kao decided to visit P'New coffee shop. He saw that person again.
"You! The guy from the last time! Umm, what's your name again?", Kao asks.
"Earth", the person answered and look down.
"Thanks for helping me. So, any suggestions?", he smile at Earth.
Earth just nod and point the custard cake. Kao is shock, custard cake is his favorite. Nobody knows it except from his family and manager.
He sits beside the window. Thinking what really happened last month but got distracted when a plate of custard cake and tea is place in the table.
He looks at Earth but the other person looks down and walk slowly. He is still looking at Earth and frown when he wipe something on his eyes. Is he crying?
P'New look at Earth then at side look at Kao. He touch Earth's head before saying something. Kao sip his tea and start to eat the cake when Earth comes out again with his bag. He bid goodbye to P'New and look at me.
He smile at Kao but his eyes is red. It feels like some tears will fall from it any time.
Kao still following Earth's movement with his eyes until he went outside. There’s something about him that pulls Kao. He have this urge to run after Earth. He stare at the tea and murmur something to himself “How do I say this?”
"He's quite beautiful person eventhough he's a man but somehow he looks sad".
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If It's Me and You
FanfictionKao woke up in a hospital feeling a part of him is missing. Then, comes Earth, a beautiful broken guy. Kao wonder why? For his happiness. A memory or a dream? Can he find the reason for this emptiness? One thing is for sure, true love has a habit of...
