" krist master Singto open the door"

They both separate with a start ..Singto passes him his t shirt, krist's own shirt, the buttons have been torn by his own hands during their passion time.. he himself dresses in fresh t shirt and shorts fast, as the incessant knocking continues .

Singto looks at krist before opening the door , the hickys very much visible on the pale skin and super baggy t shirt , he is floating in that shirt, the younger has really become very thin, .. but nothing can be undone now , the marks will show ..

" nong Prem! What are you doing here!"

" krist father called him multiple times on his mobile, he didn't answer so he had sent me to call him. He is not in a good mood at all. I don't want Krist to fall in more trouble than he already is in, young master ."

Prem observes krist almost shadowed by Singto, standing behind him. He can see the younger looking flushed and red marks very much visible on his exposed neck , swollen kissed lips . He sighs ..has krist fallen for the young master's charms? He has always been a sucker for his every whims. Hope his friend comes out intact, not broken through everything.

Krist's Father is bad news and according to Prem , Singto is worse .. whimsical, moody and not dependable at all.

" krist , go before he gets more angry. He tried to call you multiple times." Prem tells the younger firmly, seeing him not moving..stunned..

" I will go with you krist.." Singto states unfazed..

" No master we need to speak alone, I am coming phi Prem. Give me five minutes." Krist can never allow his dad to have any conversation with him in front of Singto. The man has no filter and he definitely don't want the young master of the house to be drawn into some servant quarter drama..

Singto hurriedly grabs a scarf , understanding the look in Prem's eyes seeing the hickeys..

" Cover you neck..don't take it off..and I am right here..you have nothing to fear ok..?"

" Come fast.." Prem grabs his hand and pulls him out of the room as he is finishing wrapping the scarf around his neck..

Singto doesn't at all like to stay back and not follow him but he knows it's a personal matter and he understands his limitations.. his own father will not like him to meddle in this ..

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" Come in" Prem leaves him at the door, signalling him that he will be waiting right here outside if he needs him. Bright and Tootah also joins him.. showing him thumbs up for good luck..

Krist's father observes krist as he enters through the door..

" Why that scarf? It's freaking 35 degrees. You are sweating too.. take it off!"

" I ha..ha..have sore throat." Krist tries not to stutter in nervousness.. he is a very bad liar..

" Krist take that scarf off..let me see what you are so ashamed to show..I am your dad not some naive fool." Before krist can even protest or say anything his dad roughly pulls the scarf off . .

" Ouch dad that hurts."

" Don't call me Dad.. after today you lost any right to call me so, that's why shifting to dorms huh? So that you can do anything and sleep with anyone like a cheap slut! That too with men putting their things inside your..I can't even say that!! I am disgusted by you. Thank God your mom is no more..she would have died of shame because of you.."

" Dad.." krist is thunderstruck by the humiliating hurtful words..he never could believe his dad hates his sexual orientation and him so much ..

" I told you not to call me Dad.. so whom you gave your disgusting body and came? Young master I presume, atleast he will pay you well. Is the monthly allowances part of the deal?"

His father has already opened the whiskey bottle as he spewed venom.. krist softly whispers appalled and tears threatning to fall in rage and humiliation.

" Dad.. don't drag young master into this. He is not part of anything..but.,did you just call me today for this?"

" I called you today to tell you I am giving you a last chance..you are getting engaged to Pim. That girl still likes you..I hope she never discovers what kind of filth are you. I will forget everything I saw tonight..get engaged to her.." two glasses already down as he speaks..

Krist can't believe what is he hearing, Pim? Engaged?

" I can't do that, I don't like girls..why can't you understand this fact. It's just the way I am.." a sharp slap lands on his face. Krist stumbles back by the force of the slap but he doesn't stop speaking..

" Dad listen to me just once .. nothing can change the fact of who I am inside.. your slaps will not cure anything.. I am not diseased..I am me..accept it .dad pls.." krist tries to take away the whiskey bottle from his dad's hand ..he had already almost finished it..

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Prem, bright and Tootah can hear the angry voice of krist's dad and the spiteful words spoken partly muffled by the thick wooden door..but when a glass shatters with a loud thud .. they try to enter inside.. but the door is closed..after repeated trying and shouting both father and son's name it doesn't open they run for the alternate keys..sensing emergency..

Singto is pacing up and down in the garden when he hears the commotion coming from the servant quarter, he runs towards it, cursing himself for his own non action till now..everybody spreads apart .as he enters the servants wing, which is alive with hushed whispers and Prem calling an ambulance..tears falling down in panic, distraught, as bright supports him..

He hurriedly enters krist's room , his world sways by the sight.. krist's father is being restrained by the other servants, the man still thrashing like a hunted wild animal, spouting nonsense loudly about faggots having no blood relation to him.. he is also injured the broken shards of the bottle embedded deep into his palms but he is oblivious of the pain, in his drunken rage..

Singto steels himself to look at the figure lying unconscious on the floor, blood draining freely from the right arm, which he must have raised to protect himself from assault from the whiskey bottle, Singto's own t shirt which the younger was wearing, drenched in alcohol and blood...tootah pressing the wound with towel.. but it's already completely soaked red.. nothing is stopping the flow....

Singto feels strong arms grab his waist as he starts to feel dizzy ..Mr Prachaya has entered the wing, the news reaching him fast followed by the paramedics with the ambulance..

" He is a horrible son, not a good son, he deserves this punishment only, " krist's father still shouts but the tears fall freely from his eyes..the old man, everyone can make out has lost it..he is uttering nonsense. The paramedic pushes a sedative injection and then transfers him too to another waiting ambulance for his deep gnashes from the glass shards..

Singto has turned into a stone..

" It's high time, I will surely throw that idiot bodyguard of mine out on the road..what was he thinking..he tried to murder his only son, god knows what that sweet boy's crime was in the eyes of his own father.
.. let's go Singto.. the matter is already over. Krist and him have been transferred to the best medical facility. We will visit him tomorrow.."

" Dad, I need to see him.." Singto can only mumble..his world is shutting down, barely registering anything..

" Singto, I know you care about that kid..but it will draw unnecessary media attention. You are a celebrity don't involve yourself with such scandal involving your subordinates. Sleep today, tomorrow we will visit him.. I will arrange for a discreet visit .. don't worry .. come on.. " his father drags him to his room.. completely ignoring his muddled protests. Singto had lost his rational thinking only remembering the bloodied body of his krist..he is a mess himself..

Prem watches, a wry smile on his face. Singto didn't even go to visit him..his reputation comes first after all.. he wipes his tears and looks at bright who is also staring at the disappearing figure of Singto dragged by his dad to his room. Tootah has already left with krist in the ambulance.

" Let's go Bright, phi Singto will not come with us. "

" He used to show so much care for him."

" He got what he wanted..I am sure you did see the hickeys..amidst the blood..I am sure that was the trigger for everything spiralling down so much today.."

" Krist and him..hmm. and now he is back to his room..away from all the scandal of the servant's wing.. good for him." Bright feels the bitterness rise in his heart..

" Yes let's go.. krist may need blood..he needs us.. that fool always loved the wrong ones.."

Krist's mobile phone lying on the floor of the room rings..Prem picks up

" hey krist, you really missed the fun, I won a big fluffy teddy bear ..i burst all the balloons with the dart. Aren't you coming back tonight I got cream filled rolls.."

" Sorry krist is not there..Tana right? He has been hurt and shifted to hospital..don't wait up for him.."

" Hurt!! How ? fuck how! Just say Which hospital? we are coming."

Prem is gladly surprised, someone other than them also cares, unlike some rich moody brat..

As bright and him leaves the mansion to catch a taxi, they see the lights off in the young master's wing, darkness enveloping it.. they both sigh as they hurriedly leave the place to be with their favourite nong.. their sweet naive foolish friend in love with two wrong persons.. one made him land in a hospital ICU and the other refusing to care for his wounds and pain....

Hospital ICU..

" patient is sinking..code blue I repeat code blue.."

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A/n:: everybody complains I always hurt Arthit or krist in my stories.. guilty again🙊🙊🙊🙈🙏

But this is necessary for the story to move forward ..you will see soon..

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