The next chapter is up. I had many difficulties to write this chapter, I'm not satisfied with it but I choose to update it instead of letting it for long unpublished. So don't hate it too much, hope you'll like it :)
The song is Zac Efron and Zendaya - Rewrite the stars (The greatest Showman OST)
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After the sudden but hot kiss with P'Singto on the calm beachside, Krist couldn't think about anything else as his Phee's soft lips that was on his and sucked his lips dry. It was a short kiss but full of passion, love, tenderness and care. It showed how much he cared for him and liked him, something that he didn't expect of his cold and quiet P'Sing to have such feeling toward him. Krist was curious so he wanted to ask about the reason why his Phee kissed him without warning but the discussion to explain everything never happened that night. However, as they arrived home, Singto didn't let any word about the sudden kiss that happened on the beach, he just made an exhausted expression and told Krist to go to sleep since it was almost midnight. The younger man, without given the chance to ask for more explanation, obediently went in his bedroom and threw himself on the bed, his mind was empty, he couldn't think of anything else as his Phee. Unfortunately, he didn't get a sleep since he had so many thoughts about his bodyguard swilring in his mind. Few hours ago, he couldn't forget his ex-boyfriend but now he couldn't let go of his new affection for his bodyguard either.
The same frustrasted atmosphere laid in the first bedroom of the luxury house. Just like Krist, Singto didn't close his eyes the whole night, he just laid on his back on the bed while his eyes were staring holes at the ceiling. Only one thought in his mind: Krist Perawat Sangpotirat and his soft, sweet and red lips he could touch for the first time.
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It was morning already, there was an amazing view of the warm twilight embellished the wide horizont of the sky, looking like the sun was risen up from the deep bottom of the ocean. Krist was jogging on the beachside while letting some meters away from the ocean to avoid his feet being soaked. There was a wonderful Scenario of twilight that could be admired on his left side but Krist had his eyes in another direction, more like at someone beside him. That person was a young man. A man barely an inch taller than him, he had slightly darker skin, his eyes sharp than the eyes of a dangerous tiger, his face young but handsome like a popular model printed out of a magazine, his body thin but also strong like one of a bodybuilder. Krist admitted that P'Sing was a handsome man who was seductive but he was emitting a cold aura around him, forcing everyone to maintain a certain distance from him to not be on his bad side. Yeah, the scenario on Krist's right side was sucking his attention more than the twilight. He would like to have this man in his life for a long time because he gave him a feeling that he would be safe as long as Singto was there for him.
Krist's attention were glued on Singto the entire time but the older man seemed not to notice him at all. Singto's eyes were fixed forward, having his concentration on the running. He had headphones in his ears, listening to hard rock music. Krist couldn't help but think that Singto didn't want to talk about yesterday's happening. After he woke up this morning and found the taller man preparing for a jog on the beach, he persuaded his bodyguard to take him along. He wanted to take the chance to start a discussion with Singto but the older man just inserted his headphones in his ears and jogged forward without ever giving him a slight attention as soon as they left the house. Whenever Krist intended to talk to Singto, his Phee would use every excuse to not make a proper conversation happen between them, as if he wanted to forget the kiss and continue living without ever mentioning about the passionate touch.
The shorter one was so distracted from his Phee's concentration that he didn't realize the rock that was on his way, only a tip of the rock stood out from the sand. He tripped against it and fell down, his butt hitting on the warm sand. At that moment, waves formed in the ocean and the water swayed to his side, wetting his pants. Krist sat there, hissing in pain when he tried to move his left ankle. Apparantly, he sprained his ankle due to the trip from early, he hold onto his leg to not move it too much around. He stretched his hand forward to hold onto his guard's hand and help himself stand up but nothing happened after a moment. There was no calloused palm holding onto his hand and trying to support him to get up like he expected. As the help didn't come, he looked forward only to realize that there was no shadow of Singto in front of him. His bodyguard who should protect him was far away from him and kept running in a low space. Krist was surprised to see that Singto didn't even notice the unlucky trip that happened because he was staring at him for too long and didn't see the trap before him. He clenched his jaws and griped his hands into fists. A moment after, Singto came to a halt but he waited for a minute before he looked aside only to realize that Krist wasn't beside him anymore. However, he didn't panic but turned behind. Krist was still sitting at the ground, water waving onto him and wetting his lower body. Singto dashed back to the younger man, stretching his hand out to help him up.
Slap! Krist just slapped Singto's hand away as the latter intended to help him. He was angry and had enough of Singto's little game of ignoring him as if nothing happened between them. He stood up, left the scene without bidding farewell then took the direction to their home. The taller man remained there alone, his face looking emotionless but there were many emotions hiding in his eyes. He intended to conceal his feelings but failed to hide them completely.
„I'm sorry...", he mumbled when Krist was outside his hearing ranch. He didn't want Krist to hear him that he was worried about him. Actually, he knew that Krist was gazing at him the whole time and he too was staring at Krist from the corner of his eyes but he didn't want him to realize it so he did it in secret. Besides, he wasn't listening to any music, the cellphone was turned off and he kept his attention on the younger man instead. He even saw him trip down on something and extended his hand to catch him before he fell down but his reasoning forced him to take back his helping hand. According to himself, he needed to act like an a**hole for Krist to think that he was a jerk who didn't care about him. It would be good for him if the younger man didn't come to the idea that he liked him, something that already happened but he was trying to hide this feelings from everyone, especially from Mr. Sangpotirat. Because he was jealous that Krist kept thinking of his jerk of ex-boyfriend and ignored him, he kissed him on a whim. Now he was regretting his decision for letting his desire out of control for a second. It was important for him to not let Krist getting closer to him for their own sake.
Ever since he realized the mistake he had made yesterday, he promised himself to not let this intimate touch happen again. Krist was his rich employer's son, the man he, the employee, should protect and not be intimate with. A romantic relationship between the employer and a bodyguard was forbidden, a taboo that nobody talked about in the safe company. If he didn't want to neglect or endanger his duty then he had to put a line between Krist and him. Why his love for Krist would put his plan in danger? A feeling would cloud his senses and he would make irresponsible decisions for the younger man's sake. He had to find Jun's murder, hinder them from hurting Krist and distance himself from him as soon as possible before he made another mistake that he wouldn't be able to correct again.
Arriving at home, Krist took the stairs up, disappeared in the bathroom and banged the door close, leaving Singto alone downstairs. The older man didn't have any choice as to leave him alone, staring in the direction where the younger man disappeared. He felt a sharp sting in his chest, his heart thumping harder than usual but he ignored the signs that showed him that his body was in pain due to him playing a dangerous game with Krist. Despite the pain, he still choose to not let any word about the kiss from yesterday.
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After the shower, Singto went in the kitchen to make breakfast. A simple dish: toasted breads with fried eggs and beacons. He smelt another persistent smell beside the egg and meat, it was a fresh smell of parfume and faint fragance of an expensive soap. He looked at the entrance of the kitchen whereupon he saw Krist entering the room and approaching him. The shorter man didn't even spare him a glance but he went to take the dishes Singto put on the plates to place them on the table in the dining room. Singto just looked behind him till the latter disappeared from his sight, Krist was already gone but he was still staring at the entrance, still smelling the sweet fragance of Krists body that was left in the air. It was a wonderful fragance that clouded his senses, making him lose his sanity he tried to maintain. He wished to be close to him and take long breathes on Krist's neck. Today, he discovered a habit that he didn't know existed in him till now, this was smelling on Krist's neck.
Singto shook his head to banish this forbidden thought from his mind, everything about Krist wasn't good for his health after all. A short ringtone sounded in the kitchen, Singto brought his cellphone out and read the notifications he got. He opened the notifications that ended up being an article from Thailand about the commander of the police being taken in custody for taking bribes and tampering evidences. There were more messages about countless powerful and rich business men being captured for embezzlement and for more illgale acts in the dark. The arrestment of some of Thailand's big shots were hot topics now because, apparantly, the evidences came out of nowhere, they were posted to police and media to investigate. Singto's lips curved up. He really puts his warning into action... Did they think they could live freely after targetting the Sangpotirats? Singto didn't have to think long before knowing the culprit behind those senseless acts. It was none than Mr. Sangpotirat. The men who were taken into custudy were his enemies, surely the persons behind his false accusation. Maybe, they knew something about the mastermind who was targetting Krist. Suddenly a thought dawned in his mind. Could it be that the old man sent Krist and him outside Thailand for safety's measure? Because he would target those rich, powerful men, he sent Krist together with his strongest bodyguard in an unknown country to prevent his enemies from using his son as leverage to threat him. It was his style to not implicate his son into his problems after all.
A faint smile appeared, it was a smile that showed that he respected the old man. How come he didn't see this plan sooner? He knew that Mr. Sangpotirat had to take measures to get rid of his rivals but he didn't expect him to take more than fifty percents of his rivals down in a single minute. He proved again that he wasn't a man to take lightly. Better to assassinate him as to deal with him using the law.
Singto took the two mugs filled with coffee in the dining room, sitting opposite to Krist. The shorter man refused to speak to him but he still waited for him to join him before touching the breakfast. Both of them were eating their breakfast quietly but the silence seemed forced, as if both of them had many things to say to each other but were reluctant to express their thoughts. There was an awkward silence in the atmosphere, torturing the two of them so much that they didn't feel calm in the inside.
Krist couldn't take the awkward atmosphere between them anymore, his curiosity tickled his skin to ask about their relationship. What was their relationship from now on? He had forced himself to ignore Singto too but the many questions swirling in his mind, didn't allow him to swallow his pride and accept this unfair treatment. He stole a glance at the older man, the later was concentrated on his food. This sight rised his anger, he finally slammed his spoon on the table, getting the taller man's attention that he seeked for a long time. „Why are you ignoring me, Phee?", Krist asked for an answer.
„I'm not...", Singto began to reply but was cut off by the shorter one.
„Don't lie to me, Phee!", he was more serious than usual and determined to know the truth this time. He despised liars ever since his mother left him so he didn't want to hate Singto for lying to him too, just like his parents always did to protect him. For him, he wasn't a kid to be protected. He was an adult who could accept the truth.
„Why do we have to discuss about the kiss? Can't you just forget about it?", Singto lost his calmness after failing to hold back the urge to not talk about it.
„Why? You kissed me but expect me to not think or say anything about it?"
„Yes, I expect silence from you...", he said calmly but there was anger boiling in him. The anger was directed at himself for being so stupid to kiss Krist. He sighed annoyed at Krist's immature character, his fingers racked through his hair, he glared at the younger man sitting in front of him. „The kiss shouldn't have happened, N'Kirst... It was a mistake that I have to apologize for..."
Krist froze on the spot, so surprised at the statement that he was lost for words. He knew that his Phee was running away from an explaination but he didn't expect him to think of the kiss as a mistake. His eyes blinked many times, he parted his lips from apart to say something but the words were stuck in his throat. „I'm a mistake to you also...", his soft voice said faintly.
Only now did Singto notice that he expressed his thought with the wrong words. Instead of telling that he hated himself for not controlling his lust but he choose the wrong words to let him know about his feelings. He could apologize to make up to him but he choose to remain silent about it. It was better for him that Krist had negative feelings about him thanks to the misunderstanding. Maybe he would distance himself from him after this dispute, it was rather better than getting hurt by him again.
The shorter one waited for Singto to change his mind and tell him that he didn't mean that he was a mistake, giving him a chance to make everything good again but Singto remained quiet, not saying a word about the misunderstanding.
„I see... I'm sorry for being a mistake for you....", Krist's sadness filled the room and made the air even more suffocated than before. It wasn't difficult to see that he was having trouble maintaining his calmness, his eyes were shining as if they were filled with tears or the light of the morning reflecting in his eyes. Singto knew well why his eyes were shining but he decided to not let Krist's tears of sadness and hurt affect him since he was determined to make himself look like a jerk who didn't care about him at all.
The younger man stared at the ceiling and blinked his eyes many times, sniffling to hold back the tears that were threatening to stream down. He was determined not to look pathetic in the strong bodyguard's presence so he just swallowed his pride, took everything in, stood up and left the dining hall. Instead of running back in his bedroom like he intended to do first, he just waited outside at the door of the dining room, his head hanging down, he was gazing at the ground with sad expression. Maybe he didn't leave yet because he was expecting something. Something surprising like Singto feeling sorry for him and following him to calm him down.
Krist waited there while expecting something but nothing happened in the minute he counted. No one came after him to apologize neither to take back the cruel words. His hands clenched into fists, he wanted to return in the room, scream at his Phee that he had put his trust in him and thought that he was different than his ex-fan. After the passionate kiss between them, he was sure that Singto had genuine feelings for him but the latter shattered his delusions by teaching him the opposite in a cruel way. He showed him that he never liked him but thought of him as an eyesore that he shouldn't have bother to touch anyway. A mistake that shouldn't have happened to him. According to Krist, Singto hurted him him more than his ex-boyfriend did 2 years ago. P'Ice used him to gain his own popularity but P'Singto's words left a pain in him that he wouldn't recover from soon. His words hurted him thousand times physically and emotionally than P'Ice treatment, they pierced through his fragil heart like sharp knife.
Two minutes passed by, two turned into three minutes, still no sign of Singto showing regret after hurting the young man who had feelings for him. Krist forced a smile on his lips, it was a smile that reflected his pain, his disappointment and him losing his faith in Singto. He left and took the stairs up in his bedroom without knowing that the taller man wasn't eating either but he waited behind him at the door, the door seperating both of them and preventing them to see each other. Both of them were so near, yet so far away to reach each other. It was a sad reality that they wouldn't change anything about if they didn't fight for their love and happiness.
Singto gripped tightly on his chest, trying to squeeze his heart to make it calm down. He leant his back at the door then he looked up at the ceiling, there was a sharp sting in his chest but he was helpless how to save himself from this hreatbreak. It was more painful than the wounds he got in every fight he was engaged with with assassins.
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P'May took the two husbands Earth and Mek Luang to sighseeings in New Caledonia upon the younger man's request. Krist wanted to forget the pain in his heart so he wanted to see the country's beaufitul sides today instead of tomorrow like planed. To stay alone at home with Singto, was pure torture he couldn't resist. After the tour in the country, May and her husband she married few weeks ago, visited the two young men to take them in a pub to celebrate their friendship. Krist and Singto were wearing couple clothes that suited them perfectly and made them look like a sweet couple who was made for each other, black jeans combined with pink Shirt and coat, the taller one wearing light pink coat while Krist was dressed in black and pink chequered coat. May and her husband took some selfie pictures with the newly wed, she was impressed that the young couple could spread genuine love around them with their presences only. However, despite Singto and Krist were trying to hide the heavy tension between them, she noticed that something was wrong between them judging from the younger man's silent behaviour. According to her, Krist wasn't joyful like the first time she met him at the airport, surely something must had happened between the older man and him but she didn't want to meddle in lover's quarrel.
The four of them took May husband's car to the pub where they wanted to celebrate tonight. After leaving few kilometres behind, they finally arrived at their destination whereupon they waited behind the queue. The doorman controlled their I.D. then allowed them to enter when they fulfilled with the requierement. It was already quarter past 9 p.m. so the pub was already filled with visitors, many guests dancing at the stage, women had found their partners already and were drinking with them at the bar. There were some places available at the bar, Singto, Krist, May and her husband Jean-Pierre filled the available places. They sat on the stools and ordered their drinks. May wanted to order the drinks for the two young men but Krist beat her to it and did it before she could speak.
„Un cocktail pour moi et un martini fort pour l'homme a cote de moi...", Krist said without asking for his companion's opinion first, ordering cocktail for himself. He just did it without thinking much about it, didn't even care if the taller man didn't like Martini or not.
Singto didn't understand anything expect the words „Martini" and „Cocktail". He shouldn't drink during work but he didn't decline the offer either. Actually, he was susprised to know that Krist found out about his favourite drink. He didn't drink with Krist or discussed with him about it before for him to know that he liked Martini with a strong alcohol concentration. However, he didn't expect that Krist just ordered something for him without thinking much about it. Since Singto reminded him of the handsome agent James Bond, Krist just choose the drink Martini but didn't come to the idea that he guessed it right.
There were 2 manly barkeepers, one of them taking care of half the guests sitting around the bar while his younger staff served May and her companions. Since it was a mixed pub which was known as a pub where heterosexual and homosexual frequentend often, there were many homosexuals gathering at some corners getting to know each other. A few of them were either exchanging phone numbers or were leaving with their newly found partner to have more fun somewhere else. Some handsome men were even eying Singto, licking their lips while staring at his strong back that looked alluring enough to make one have orgasm or moan in pleasure. Of course, the bodyguard realized the many curious eyes on him even though he was staring at the front, as if he had eyes at the back of his head.
Krist and May turned behind to observe the visitors dancing on the stage, it was getting hot. Krist realized the many stares on Singto, he felt bothered by them as if his heart was being torn apart due to them having interest in his bodyguard. It was hard to gulp down the cocktail but he forced the drink down his throat, the strong alcohol burned his throat. As the guests were winking at Singto, he nearly exploded in anger. Even though he wanted to go there, snap their neck and yell at them that Singto was his man, he still tried to conceal his ill feeling. Despite his heart suffer due to the advance sending toward his fake husband, he still swore that he wasn't jealous. No way would he feel jealous about something that didn't matter to him. It wasn't as if they were really married anyway!
„Don't worry, your Earth is a taken man and won't cheat on you...", May said suddenly. She was a sharp woman who already sensed Krist's jealousy spreading around and suffocating the guests in his proximity.
Krist didn't notice it but his jealousy was on a whole new level. His sweet face that made him look innocent, looked ugly for a moment, as if warning the admirers that they shouldn't mess with his man. It wasn't hard to see that he hated everyone who had interest on his man, it even managed to shoo away Singto's admirers.
„Huh? What... I am not...", he tried to deny it.
May interrupted before he could use lame excuses to explain his strange behaviour, „ I know how it feels if someone nasty is trying to steal your man...", she glanced at Jean-Pierre from the corner of her eyes, sending menaces toward him, the latter chocked on his drink, coughed many times. He played the innocent who didn't heard her threats.
Singto ignored their comments, kept sipping on his Martini that took half of his concentration. Curious where the other half concentration went? It was on Krist the whole time. Even though he was drinking, he was still in high alert. For a certain reason, he seemed to enjoy the change in Krist. He felt satisfied and seemed to have fun as Krist was shooing away the nuisances, his heart skiped a beat while Krist was trying hard to hide his emotions. Somehow, Krist couldn't help but feel embarrassed that he showed jealousy that easily like an open book. He knew the feeling of jealousy, disappointment and betrayal too well thanks to his ex P'Ice who took his emotions for granted. He didn't want to feel helpess and hurt by a man again so he promised himself that he would never let a man toy with him but Singto made him feel the helplessness for a second time. Because the older man was a handsome man who attracted attention of the people around him, it was just a matter of time that someone would receive his interest. And that someone would never be him. It was a sad and hurtful reality that he wished to not know about.
Krist gave May a sad and forced smile, he gulped down the cocktail in a go then gazed down in his empty glass. He looked down because he didn't want anyone to notice that he felt hurt by Singto's silence. His fake husband didn't even try to assure him that he would never cheat on him. Even if they were married on paper only for this trip, Singto should had played along and take his side that he loved him so May and Jean-Pierre wouldn't be suspicious of them. Love huh... What am I talking about? P'Singto saying I love you to me? He laughed inwardly at his own stupidity for imagining that his Phee would ever confess his feelings to him. Don't keep your hope high, Krist... He made it clear to you today that he doesn't feel anything for you... Why can't you accept it that P'Sing will never love you? Before he could stray further away with his thought, May nugded at his shoulder to receive his attention.
May moved her head in a direction to show him something, „You're not the only one getting admirers this night...", she meant some small groups of men gathered at the stage and corner staring at Krist too.
Something snapped in Singto as soon as May talked about Krist's admirers. He gripped at the glass so tightly that it almost shattered in pieces. Fortunately, he used only half of his strength in the grip that the glass didn't break but few long cracks formed in the glass. May intended to warn Krist that he shouldn't mess with a certain stranger but the younger man had already made eye contact with the bulkier man and even smiled at him, revealing his cute dimple. The heart beating in the bulky man's chest nearly exploded, the young man's smile was too cute for him to resist. May slapped her forehead, shaking her head that she didn't warn him sooner.
„That's Gilbert Bernard...", she mumbled. She whispered in his ears, „You shouldn't have made eye contact with him... He's a dangerous delinquent who doesn't take a no as answer", she said faintly, feeling sorry toward the younger man that he caught Gilbert's attention. The man called Gilbert was bisexual who preferred beautiful also cute men and women who were shy and would succumb to him easily. However, he had a habit that made everyone hate him. He would use his preys like he desired then toss them aside like garbage after he toyed with them. There was even rumors that he was in a gang that specialised in human trafic.
All the sudden, Gilbert approached them. The shorter man was surprised also terrified, asking himself why a stranger who didn't know much about him would approach him. Ever since he gained fame thanks to his movies, he learned how crazy groupies could be so he grew afraid of strangers. Besides, he didn't have a carefree childhood as the Sangpotirat's only heir so that he would never be naive enough to be close to every person he met. He was scared, trembling slightly but he didn't want to show that Gilbert's broad shoulders were making him anxious.
„I apologize Mek, I forgot to tell you that it's common here that you're sending invitation if you smile at someone who's making advances to you..."
Gilbert came in front of Krist, smiling to him.
May wanted to shoo him away by saying, „Il est deja...", however she was cut off by Gilbert before she could end her sentence.
„I'm not here because of you", he hissed at May, menacing her then staring at Krist before uttering, „I'm here for him...", he spoke English suddenly, winking at him, trying too hard to look sympathic for once.
Gilbert came too close to Krist, putting his hand at the younger one's shoulder and massaging his muscle. „I didn't see you before in this pub... Are you new in our country?"
A smile plastered on Krist's face, „Yeah... I'm here on holiday...", he decided to tell him the truth that he wouldn't stay in New Caledonia for long so he would let him go. Previously, he intended to speak English to make a conversation between Gilbert and him impossible but he didn't expect him to understand this language too. Now that he didn't have any choice as to talk with him, he had to play along and get rid of him nicely. Even if his bodyguard was here to ensure his saftey, he shouldn't act impulsive and anger a foreigner in a foreign country both P'Singto and him didn't know much about. It could be to their disavantages if Gilbert targeted them due to them angering him.
„I see...", his hand moved closer to Krist's pale neck, he touched the latter's smooth skin to make him relax.
Unfortunately, Gilbert didn't achieve his goal to make him relax but made the shorter asian man jolt in surprise. The stranger's cold and strong hand crawling over Krist's sensitive skin, made the latter tense up immediately, clearly he didn't like the unexpected touch on his body. Gilbert liked Krist's reserved behaviour that showed that he gained the upper hand, his heart beating faster the quieter his prey became. Actually, Gilbert just came over to him to flirt and have intercourse with him somewhere but he had to admit that the little asian guy was to his liking. His pale and soft skin, his big round eyes, his thin lips, everything about Krist was too tempting for him. He was busy being impressed by Krist's beauty that he failed to realize the uncomfortable look in Krist's face. The rude young master's side came out of Krist, he hated it to be touched by strangers but he had tried to maintain his calmness to not sound rude since he was in a foreign country and didn't want to provoke anyone. However, this man refused to let him go. How dare a lowly delinquent like him touch me as if I'm his possession?
„May I know the name of this asian beauty?"
Something snapped in Krist as soon as the word beauty hit his ears. There was one thing that he hated ever since he gained fame through the business world. His fans called him cute or a beauty, something that he clearly hated since it degraded him. According to himself, he was a man and wanted to be called handsome instead. He shot deadly glares at the clueless man, „I don't have to tell you about my name!", it was a clear rejection.
The bulky man's hand halted at Krist's neck, he couldn't move his hand further to his face. It was the first time that someone gave him such a hateful expression that he was taken aback by surprise. Cute... It was the first word that came to his mind when he stared longer at the little asian beauty.
Krist grabbed at Gilbert's hand that was on his neck and shoved it aside. Because his Phee didn't act to help him from the beginning, he intended to save himself out of this situation. „I despise it if people I just met touch me without my permission!", he used his commanding voice to let him know about his discomfort.
May and Jean-Pierre were surprised by the words Mek choose to say to Gilbert, the criminal of New Caledonia many feared. They didn't expect a shy man like Mek to be impulsive too. Singto, who didn't say anything till now, couldn't hold back his rage anymore. Somehow, the more Gilbert dared to touch Krist, the bigger his anger rised. Because Gilbert never accepted a „No" as answer, his blood boiled in anger as the young man rejected him. The muscles around his lips and around his eyes twitched, he suddenly gripped tightly at Krist's wrist and wanted to yank him forward to leave the pub and to teach him a lesson outside. Before he could take a step forward with his prey, a strong hand grabbed onto Gilbert's hand, holding him back from leaving the pub. The force the person used in his grip was so strong that the strength squeezed the bulkier man's hand and forced him to free the asian beauty out of his hand. Gilbert glared aside to the person who dared to meedle in his affairs, Singto was drinking his second martini while holding onto the stranger.
„You!", Gilbert hissed.
Singto shoved the taller one aside, turning around to face him. He grabbed with his left hand at Krist's left hand then hold their hands up, revealing the shining ring around their annulary. „Fuck off from my husband!", he glared at Gilbert too.
Gilbert didn't care if his asian beauty was a married man but he didn't like the dangerous look in Singto's eyes, it intimidated him whereupon he finally gave up and went away to search for another pitiful prey. Krist was delighted that Singto confirmed about them being husband and husband but he was also disappointed that his bodyguard he choose to ignore for a long time now saved him again. He wanted to express his gratitude but he was cut off as his „husband" pulled him forward in the direction of the exit. May and Jean-Pierre were left behind, both of them were astonished at the couple's awkward behaviour. Singto used more force in the grip he was holding Krist with, forgetting that the latter wasn't strong like him to resist such strength.
„Ouch... It hurts, Phee...", Krist moaned in pain but the bodyguard seemed to ignore his pain.
The younger man struggled to free himself out of his bodyguard's hand. As his Phee loosened his grip, the Nong saw an opportunity and pulled his wrist out of Singto's hand. He waited at the spot, glaring at his Phee. „What do you think you're doing?", he didn't like it that Singto ignored him when he tod him that it hurted.
„What is wrong with me? I should ask you this question instead! We took this trip to have you far away from danger and not to add more danger in your life. I'm sick of getting you out of trouble everyday. Can't you sit put and not cause a problem for me for once?". Singto was known as the fierce detective and the leader of the bodyguards but he never lost his temper before. However, tonight he couldn't control himself this time. He felt such hatred in his heart that he wished to take Krist home and lock him up there where these perverts of men wouldn't see him. He couldn't explain it why he acted like a jerk toward Krist but something dangerous snapped in him as he witnessed Krist making advances at Gilbert by giving him his dimpled smile. It made him frustrated and feel betrayed.
„Are you saying that it's my fault that he forced himself on me?"
„And who's fault it is if you didn't invite him by making advances?"
„I flirted with him?", Krist roared. He was so enraged that he pushed Singto back, „You are being unfair toward me, Phee... How could you accuse me that everything is my fault?"
The taller man wanted to express his opinion about the whole situation but the music was too loud for them to understand each other. Besides, some guests were passing by, staring at them and murmering if they should call the doorman for them or not. He racked his fingers into his soft, dark hair. „I don't want to discuss about it anymore...", he managed to calm down. „We should leave first..."
As if a ghost possessed him, Krist screamed at his P'Singto. „Go by yourself if you desire to leave. I'll stay here and have my fun!", he returned to May and Jean-Pierre, leaving his Phee behind without waiting for his reply.
Singto racked his fingers into his hair again, yanking at his hair and fuming in anger. He just stomped out of the pub, taking the direction to their car. It looked like he wanted to leave but he would never go home without Krist. A few metres away from the car, he turned back and went back to the pub, waiting at the exit then leaning his back at the warm wall. He rubbed at his forehead, it felt hot after their fight in the pub. Even if he was mad at Krist, he wouldn't let his emotions control him and leave him behind only to regret it later. If something happened to his Nong in his absence then he would never forgive himself.
Back in the pub, Krist sat at his previous place on the stool. May asked him where Earth was but he brushed her off and ordered two more drinks, this times only drinks with strong alcohol concentration. when the barkeeper brought his orders, he took one glass and gulped the strong alcohol in one go down his throat, the hot drink burned his throat, raised his body temperature and let the smell took over in his mouth. He felt dizzy afterward but he insisted on taking the second glass. May and Jean-Pierre were flabbergasted, they exchanged looks. The couple was sure now that Earth and Mek had a big fight in the morning. A lover's quarrel to be precise!
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Krist had his fourth cocktail already, now he could feel the dizziness take over him, his vision was getting blurry. He had his head leaned on the pub to support his balance. Meanwhile May and her husband Jean-Pierre were on the stage, dancing to the romantic music that was played by the DJ. The younger barkeeper placed the fifth cocktail in front of Krist, telling something about someone giving him a treat. Instead of listening to the barkeeper, Krist just grabbed at the glass and began gulping the drink down. He didn't even get to drink it empty when he felt nauseated and dizzy all the sudden, he felt the urge to release himself. He excused himself to the restroom without noticing that his two companions were already long gone and having fun at the stage. Arriving in the restroom, he counted how many bathroom stalls there were. Four of seven bathroom stalls were occupied, he went in the middle one to release his need. All the sudden, he heard footsteps running away quickly before it went quiet in the room. It was odd but he didn't think much about it.
Krist staggered out of the stall, he didn't have strength to control his balance anymore. Odd... He wasn't feeling dizzy because of the alcohol but something was wrong with him. He could barely stand or walk straight, he lacked any sense of coordination for an unknown reason. His head was aching too, he felt strange down there in his pants too, his backdoor he never used before was twitching awkwardly too. What's wrong with me... Despite the strong headache, he managed to walk over to the sink and washed his hands, his vision was getting more blurry that he couldn't see clearly where the faucet was. It was getting uncontrollable down there, a slight bulg rised in his pants. A soft moan escaped his mouth, it echoed in the silent bathroom.
„You're feeling it, right?", a deep voice said behind him.
Even though he couldn't control his body, he recognized that voice. The voice that menaced him an hour ago. Gilbert Bernard! He turned around only to face his enemy that harrassed him back then, his body was trembling in fear but he didn't let his anxiety be revealed to that jerk. Gilbert approached him slowly, he waited in front of him, his fingers crawiling over his prey's cheek. Krist turned his head away to escape Gilbert's filthy hand but the taller man grabbed at his head and forced it back in his direction to make his victim face him again.
Krist glared at him, „You seem to not have enough of the previous humiliation, huh!", he said while smirking to provoke him. A bad choice! Because he didn't expect his enemy to make a plan to get revenge.
The bulkier man hold onto Krist's fragile neck, the latter's neck was so small that the former could wrap only one hand around it completely, squeezing his big thumb against his victim's adam's apple. Krist couldn't breath properly anymore, he struggled and coughed while he scratched his fingernails in Gilbert's skin. The stranger let him go only to hold onto his wrists with one hand, pinning the shorter one's hands above his head on the mirror. With the second hand, Gilbert touched Krist's crotch. Krist gasped air in shock at the unexpected touch, he lost his strength whereupon his body loosened up and his shoulders sank down in agony. Another moan came out of his mouth, Krist felt ashamed at his own body and bit hard onto his lips to prevent the lewd noises to betray him again.
Gilbert smirked at his victory for making his asian beauty succumb to him, „Don't try to fight it, mon ange... It's aphrodisiac I put in your drink... Something that will make you feel it..."
The younger man's eyes widened in shock that they almost popped out of his sockets. He clenched his hands into fists, growling at the man standing in front of him. „You!"
„You look even more cute if you're angry...", Gilbert said.
The stranger unzipped Krist's pants, he wanted to take them down while kissing Krist's neck but Krist just rammed his knee into Gilbert's crotch then tried to run away. Before he could take the third step, the taller one grabbed at his hair, yanked him back onto the mirror and began kissing him violently. All the sudden, a strong force grabbed at the back of Gilbert's head and smashed his face against the mirror. The person who hit him just now used too much violence in the hit that Gilbert's nose broke, blood dripped down nonstop. The mirror was shattered into many small pieces, a piece of shads also hurted his eyes.
Singto was still holding onto Gilbert's hair, he yanked him back to take him away from Krist then threw him aside. Gilbert lost his consciouness, he laid there helpless on the ground. Krist fell on his knees, panting after the fight with the enemy. He looked up at his bodyguard, the latter didn't say anything but just grabbed at his wrist and pulled him up. Krist leaned his forehead against Singto's broad shoulder, he pressed his legs tightly together, rubbing his leg against Singto's. His breath felt hot, it brushed against the taller man's neck. He moaned now that his bodyguard was there. There wasn't a need to hold back the voices anymore.
"Please... Do it with me, P'Sing...", Krist begged in a seductive way by using his softest voice to allure him, his hot breath brushing against Singto's neck.
Singto just wrapped his arms around Krist then helped him to leave the restroom, they went over to their friends at the stage, nudging at them that they had an emergency. May and Jean-Pierre didn't have to ask the reason why they should leave sooner, they already saw on Krist's face that something bad happened to him. The four of them dashed back to their vehicle, Sing still supporting Krist on their way to the car that they parked on the parking lot.
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May and Jean-pierre drove their neighbours Earth and Mek back home, the taller man helped his husband to exit the car whereupon he supported him walk forward. Singto apologized for ruining their friends' night and bidded farewell with them on the way to their house. As soon as they set foot in the living room, Singto lifted Krist up and carried carefully him on his arms then he climbed the stairs up in Krist's bedroom. While he was carried on his Phee's arms, Krist squeezed his legs tightly together, pressing and surpressing his lust. The moment Singto laid the younger man on the ground, Krist jumped at his bodyguard without any warnings, parting his lips from each other and laying them on his Phee's lips. He began kissing his bodyguard, sucking on his lips as if drying his life essence from him. The sudden kiss was passionate but also wild. Krist couldn't control his lust anymore, he felt the pleasure and desired for more.
All the sudden, Singto realized warm hands going under his Shirt and palms crawling over his muscles on his stomach. Before Krist could tear Singto's Shirt apart, the older man grabbed at Krist's shoulders then pushed him back to have distance between them. Both were gasping for air, gazing at each other with lust and desire burning in their eyes. However, Krist didn't want to stop yet, his hands acted on their own again and tried to unzip Singto's pants, searching for the crotch that could make him feel good. Even better than as a kiss or blowjob.
Singto shook his head, giving his best to hold back his desire and controll the situation before it was too late. „Stop it, Krist... I don't want to hurt you..."
Krist licked on his lips, „You won't hurt me, Phee... I am sure that you will make me feel the pleasure...", he bit on his lower lip, seducing the older man with his sex appeal.
Singto was speechless, it was the first time he witnessed the young Sangpotirat act and speak in such vulgar way. The aphrodisiac made him almost unrecognizable, the well reserved and innocent Krist was nowhere to see anymore. Singto was disappointed but enraged at the same time, he missed the shy but funny Krist who was easily to tease and would blush everytime at simple flirting. He had enough of this sex maniac who was acting out of character before him.
„I won't do it as long as you're in this condition, Krist...", he used a faint voice to calm him down.
Unfortunately Krist didn't understand his bodyguard's intention, he continued making more advances like gripping his Phee's crotch to massage it and make it hard for him.
The older one shook Krist hard, „I said to stop it, Krist!" he yelled at him to calm him down.
This time, he managed to caught his Nong's attention and calm him down. Krist was surprised that his bodyguard screamed at him, he was flabbergasted, his eyes blinking many times.
„When will you understand it that I don't desire you! I don't feel the same just like you feel toward me!", he raised his voice, literally yelling at him to wake him up.
As if the loud screams slapped the effect of the aphrodisiac out of him, Krist finally snapped out of it. He was yanked out of his lust into reality as if a bucket of cold water splashed onto him, he was lost for words at first, only gazing at the handsome man in front of him. His eyes were shining, they were clearly filled with tear. The words Singto used to yell at him were too cruel. It hurted him so much that he couldn't act strong anymore. The first warm tear dropped down one of his eye, the second one followed. More tears were dropping down nonstop. Now, it was Singto's turn to be speechless unpon seeing his Krist break down.
„...Krist...", Singto mumbled.
„...Leave...", Krist soft voice said faintly.
The taller one refused to leave yet, he felt his heart being crushed and teared out of his chest when seeing his Krist cry in front of him. He couldn't leave him in this sad condition, guilty feelings gwaned on him. Only now did he recognize that he made a big mistake. Instead of rejecting him less painfully, he told him that he never desired him. Instead of explaining him that he would have accepted the offer if he was sincerely in love with him and not under the effect of aphrodisiac, he lied to him that he didn't like him. He reached his hand out to touch Krist's cheek but the latter took a step back to prevent the touch.
The younger one kept his head down, he refused to look at Singto. Somehow, he felt ashamed of his behaviour, disappointed and also hurt. His voice quievered, „Please, leave...", it was a plead this time.
Singto left the bedroom but he didn't go in his own bedroom right away. He waited aside next to the door then slided down the wall till he squatted down on the ground. I'm sorry, Krist. I didn't mean it like that. I like you and I want you... I desire to touch you everywhere with my hands, my fingers and my lips. He gazed at his cold palms, his face empty from any emotion. Believe me Krist, I want to kiss you, spoil you and sleep with you in a more passionate way, you should feel the undeniable pleasure but not in this condition. You shouldn't desire me just because of a stupid aphrodisiac. I'm sorry for being such an asshole, it's better to maintain your distance from me before I end up hurting you, just like I did with Jun back then.
Inside the bedroom, Krist didn't move from his spot for a few minutes, he still kept his head down. Tears were dropping down his eyes, some red and crystal clear liquid dropped and hit the ground. The crystal clear liquid was tears but the red ones... Blood? A strong rusty smell took over the air and could be smell in the room. He hold a finger under his nose, let the red liquid drip onto his finger then he looked at it. Blood was on his finger, his head was aching again but he didn't feel it. The pain in his chest was far greater than the headache, he gripped onto his chest, trying to alleviate the pain.
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Back in Thailand, there were four persons sitting in their bedroom, holding a picture in their hand and staring at the image.
The first person was a woman in her middle forties, the picture she was holding was about a baby with big round eyes and chubby cheeks. She was smiling but tears were falling down on the image. She was crying since she was missing her child.
The second person was a man in his middle twenties, he had a bright smile on his face when gazing at the handsome young man on the picture. He seemed to be in love with the stranger he only met once under an odd circumstances. Ever since their eyes met for a brief moment, he felt love at first sight. It was his first love!
However, the third person felt hatred toward the young man on the picture, he hold so tightly onto the picture that it rumpled.
The fourth person was a handsome, bulky man in his middle twenty too. The picture he was holding was 3 years old but he still love the picture where his crush was smiling at him, as if he had taken it just yesterday. Even if he would never admit it in the public, he knew that he still hold something strong for the young man on the image.
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Are you okay with this chapter or not? Let me know about your opinion :D okay, did someone guess the identity of the four persons in the last scenes?