Summary: All Arthit and Kongpob know is that they're attending their best friends' bachelor's parties that night. The next day, they're the ones married. To each other.
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"How can that be possible?" Knot, the husband-to-be, asks, trying to keep reign with his slowly increasing anger.
Bright, one of the groomsmen, seeing his usually laid-back and quiet friend irked with something, goes to check what prompts his irritation.
"Why? What happened?"
"The place messed up with our reservation so there's another group to be joining us," Knot explains, gritting his teeth in anger.
"But it's also a bachelor's party sir," the noticeably stressed-out staff tries to reason out with their irritated client.
"And that's supposed to make me feel better?"
Bright winds his arm around Knot's buff body and tries to calm him down. "It's going to be fine. Calm down now. We can fix this."
"No, it's not fine..."
Arthit, though he's the best man, stays back away from the growing commotion, as he's busy pampering his parents.
His parents have warned him over and over even since before he left home not to drink too much because a drunk Arthit is a very stupid Arthit. That's what they say but that's not the truth, for Arthit that's not the truth. They are just very worried about him because he's an only child but he's not a child anymore.
He's a working adult already.
Arthit mentally scoffs.
Him? Doing something dumb? His parents don't know him, do they? Arthit and dumb can never be together in a sentence.
When his parents don't stop their worries, Arthit decides to call them.
"Yeah, I promise, I won't drink too much... Hm... And I don't do dumb stuff, that's not who your son is... Me! I'm your son... Yeah, I promise... I already said I promise Mae-"
Arthit is cut off when a guy bumps into him.
"Sorry," the guy says, giving Arthit an apologetic smile.
Arthit nods and smiles at the guy to tell him it's all right, quickly going back to his call with his parents who are still not satisfied with his promise.
The guy passes by Arthit pulling his best friend to the front. "Come here, Aim, let's ask what's keeping them longer from letting us in."
"Kong, why do you think there are people here we don't know?"
"I also don't know but let's ask," Kongpob faces the staff. "Excuse me, why can't we go in yet?"
"Sir-"
The staff is cut off by Knot. "Are you the other group we're supposed to be with?"
Aim, finally getting over his shyness since it's his bachelor's party they're talking about, confronts Knot as well. "What do you mean another group? We have a reservation at this place."
"I reserved this place first, they just messed up the reservation. And we're here first so why don't you and your group look for another place because there's no way I'll have another group messed up my party."
Aim puffs his chest trying to look scarier than Knot but miserably fails so he settles with a cross of arms against his chest.
"Messed up? We reserved this place as well, earlier than you did. And you weren't here first, we were just waiting at the back, waiting for this place to open up for us."
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