Drunk In Love

Distance Apart Part 2

Arthit hated how nervous he was of Kongpob staying over tonight. This wasn't the first time that he had his boyfriend over for the night. This was going to the be fifty-seventh time that Kongpob stayed over since they got together. Not that he was keeping track or anything.

He smoothed out the blanket one more time. One more quick pat to Kongpob's pillow. Arthit did a mental check off.

No stray socks. Check.

Laundry washed and put away. Check.

Desk was cleared. Check.

Towels are cleaned and ready for later. Check.

New shampoo bottle taken out. Check.

Toothbrush is out. Check.

Arthit bit his lip before opening the drawer under his bed. His face went as red as when he bought the stuff he was hiding in there. Maybe he should lower the a/c temperature. It was a little too hot in the dorm room.

He looked at his watch again. Kongpob should be here soon. The fourth year would have liked to have met his lover in the airport, but they had yet to meet each other's families so that plan was out of the window.

He quickly shut the drawer when he heard knocking at his dorm room door. That couldn't be his lover. Kongpob would have used the spare key Arthit had given him.

He opened the door with the intention of shooing whoever it was away. Arthit groaned when he saw his friends standing at the door. They pushed their way in, making themselves comfortable as if it was their dorm.

"What the hell do you guys want?" Arthit closed the door and out of habit, he didn't realize he locked it. He looked at his four soon to be ex-best friends with crossed arms across his chest.

"Wow, what's with the attitude? Got your panties on a twist?" Prem said while putting snacks all over Arthit's tidy desk.

"Sounds like someone is not happy to see us." Bright put both pillows stacked together against the headboard before leaning back. Toota narrowed his eyes at his BFF and jerked one pillow away and hugging it to his chest. He didn't even bat an eyelid when he nearly made Bright fall off the bed.

"More like he sounds disappointed that we're the ones here. Hmm, who did you think it was, Arthit?" Knot laid on his side, head resting on the upturned palm, across the foot of the bed. Arthit's eyelid was beginning to twitch at the teasing tone.

"You know very well that I don't want to see any of you right now. Get. Out. Kongpob is almost here and you're making a mess. I just finished cleaning, you assholes." Arthit pushed Knot flat on his back, making the other laugh while motioning to Toota for the bag of dry seaweed.

Arthit narrowed his eyes at his friends. "Don't you dare start eating on my bed. You're going to get the sheets dirty. Bright, taking your stinking feet off my bed." Arthit was just done with his so-called friends. It looked like he was going to need to find new ones asap.

"Don't be mean. There is still time until lover boy gets here. Hang out with us." Knot munched out. Prem pulled drinks from one of the bags he had, tossing drinks at each one of them.

"Yeah, I thought it was bros before lovers. I would say hoes but I think Kongpob doesn't fall under that category." Toota stuck a straw into his drink, smiling at Arthit.

"Ten minutes then you guys are out. Only ten minutes! Got it?" Arthit turned on the rarely used television. Knot took the control from his hand, flicking the channels when any of the others voiced complaints.

Arthit couldn't care less about what was on the screen. He kept glancing at his watch and phone. Kongpob had messaged him an hour ago that his plane had landed but first he had to go home with his parents before coming over.

He was uncertain how long Kongpob would take with his family but he doubted it would be long. Ten minutes passed and his friends still made no move to leave. If anything, they looked like they were getting more comfortable. The sound of the door unlocking had Arthit moving quickly to the opening door.

Before he could say anything, he was pulled into an embrace. One arm around his waist and a hand behind his head pulled him in for a kiss. Hot lips ravaged his own. To hell with his friends, Arthit wrapped his arms around his love's waist. They wanted to be here. If they see something they don't want than oh well.

Kongpob kicked his bag out of the way, closing the door with a loud thud. He pushed Arthit against the wall, grinding his hips forward. Arthit moaned, leaning his head back. Kongpob didn't miss a beat. Pale skin was being peppered with red marks. Hunger for more was evident as Kongpob licked his way up to suck on the  bare earlobe.

The second year only moved away when he heard a clearing of a throat coming from further in the room.

Arthit's face turned red at the smirks of the four unwanted guests. Kongpob waiied at them with his arms still around his lover. He raised an eyebrow at Arthit. Arthit shook his head at him, those four were most definitely not supposed to be there or even wanted. Kongpob rested his hands on his lover's lower back.

He could see that the four seniors were there on purpose to either try and cockblock or simply try to make them uncomfortable. Unfortunately for them, Kongpob had no shame. He smiled at them sweetly, resting his chin on Arthit's shoulder. "Hello, P's. It's nice to see you, now please leave. I miss my P'Arthit and would very much like to show him how much."

Arthit smacked the back of the younger male. He buried his face in the crook of the tan neck, if only the ground could just swallow him up.

Knot laughed at them before making the others get up. The two jokesters of their group patted the bed in exaggerated motions to get rid of any crumbs. They gave exaggerated bows, presenting the "clean" bed.

"The love nest is ready, masters." Bright said while wiggling his eyebrows at Kongpob.

Prem walked behind his friends, leaving the bags of untouched drinks and snacks on the desk. "I'll leave those behind for you two. You know, just in case, you get thirsty or hungry afterwards."

His commentary had the others roaring in laughter. Tripping over each other to get out. Arthit kicked his leg in Prem's direction. "Asshole!"

Prem stuck his head into the room one more time. "Oh, and Kongpob? Arthit seems to be having his panties in a twist. Maybe you can help straighten that out for him."

He quickly closed the door when Arthit jerked in the direction of the door. Kongpob held him back, not letting him leave his arms. He leaned back to kiss side of the flushed neck. "Now that they're gone. Where were we?"

Arthit just wrapped his arms tighter around his lover. He mumbled against the other's shoulder, "Welcome home..."

Kongpob let his hands caress lower. "I'm home, P'Arthit." He pecked those pink lips. "Now let see about those twisted panties."

"Kongpob!"

Humor, humor, humor.

I might have rambled on a bit too much but oh well. One more part left to this one.

Toodles!