As Arthit and Kong reached home first, Arthit smirked at Varun, clearly pleased that he'd won their little race. But as soon as Varun cocked an eyebrow, Arthit quickly masked his smug expression and asked innocently, "Oh... Anna, you reached?"

"Smug as if you were driving yourself," Varun commented dryly.

"Kongpob drives... I drive-it's one and the same," Arthit retorted playfully, making Kongpob blush and Varun glare at him.

...

Later, it was time for Arthit to leave. He had already gifted the souveniers he brought for Varun and Maya.

As he stood up to leave, Maya insisted Kong to see him till gate .
( I don't know how to translate in English. You accompany the guest till their vehicle at entrance of your home /bus stand/ train station..it's a way to respect them. )

Kong silently trailed beside Arthit. When they reached to Arthit's car " drive safely" Kong bid him " Let me know when you reach your hotel. "

Arthit nodded, reaching into his bag he pulled out a cute wooden clutch with intricate carving and silver details that he had purchased at the temple market. "This is for you," he said, holding it out to Kongpob.

"Oh... there was no need to..." Kongpob hesitated, unsure whether to accept the gift.

"I was told by an expert that you wouldn't deny if the gift was cute, heartfelt, inexpensive, and thoughtful. Looks like he was wrong," Arthit teased, a mischievous glint in his eyes.

Kongpob raised an eyebrow, intrigued. "Pray tell me, who is this expert?" He was expecting Arthit to take his own name but Arthit surprised him

"My brother, Arhan," Arthit replied, a soft smile playing on his lips.

"Oh... then I can't prove him wrong, now can I?" Kongpob grinned as he accepted the clutch.

"Thank you for this. I got you something too, but it's very predictable," he said, pulling out a mini Thanjavur painting. "Since you're trying to learn about our culture, I thought it would be an appropriate gift. This artform has even go a GI tag."

"Thank you," Arthit smiled, genuinely touched as he accepted the painting. " It's very beautiful."

" But, I didn't buy anything for Arhan since I didn't know his choice. " Kong said, embarrassed.

" No worries. I've got you covered." Arthit shook his bag "I bought jewellery for him on your behalf."

" Hey... this can't be. It's cheating. Atleast let me pay for it.." Kong reached for his wallet and Arthit grabbed his wrist

" Now...your and my finances are going to be one , chellam " Arthit said fondly
" Don't get too stuck on who is paying."

" But...that's not fair"

" You want to pay ? " Arthit asked.
Kong nodded " Tell me how much... "

" Okay...Pay me if you dare. Kiss me good night."

" You are shameless " Kong scolded. " If you would have told this to another omega... they would have branded you a pervert and you wouldn't have gotten a single match."

" lucky for me that you are open minded " Arthit cocked a brow " or are you, Kongpob ? " he challenged.

Kongpob shoved him chuckling " Just go...Anna will wonder what is taking me so long to return"

" You said you will pay me...that's not fair " Arthit whined cutely, showing most stupid puppy dog eyes Kong has ever seen. It was not cute at all.

Kong laughed..." Fine. ..here " he kissed his own palm and placed it on Arthit's cheek. " You got your payment...now go."

" you kissed me or slapped me ? " Arthit asked confused .

Kongpob smirked " Take it as you want "

" This was not even the change, I am writing rest of the payment in your credits."

" If Anna listens ...he will break your bones " Kong warned. "

" You are not against it then? " Arthit asked playfully " I am happy by this knowledge itself."

" You are impossible...go now" Kong shoved him playfully.

" Okay,okay I will..." Arthot cajoled " But first, look into your box."

Kongpob unlocked the small latch on the wooden clutch, revealing a keychain with a white Polaroid camera charm inside.

"Want to see a magic trick?" Arthit asked, eyes twinkling with excitement. He pressed the button on the camera charm, and out slid a mini picture of them from earlier that day.

Kongpob gasped in surprise. "When did you do this?" he asked, astonished.

"When you were busy appreciating those lockets," Arthit grinned. "I was waiting for this moment to give it to you since I bought it."

"It's very cute," Kongpob said softly, admiring the small but thoughtful gift.

"Take out the picture," Arthit instructed. Kongpob did as he was told, and on the backside, he found a series of numbers-latitude and longitude coordinates.

"Guess what it is?" Arthit challenged, watching as Kongpob wracked his brain trying to decipher the meaning. It wasn't the date or time, and it wasn't a code for 'I love you.'

"It's the GPS location of the place we first met," Arthit revealed, his voice tender. " La Bella Italia"

Kongpob's heart swelled with emotion, and for a moment, he didn't know how to respond. He carefully inserted the picture back into the picture tray, his fingers trembling slightly from the overwhelming feelings swirling inside him.

"Thank you," he said, his voice barely above a whisper, touched beyond words by Arthit's thoughtfulness.

"Thank you for showing me your wonderful world," Arthit whispered back before moving to sit in his car. "Good night, chellam," he added, the endearment rolling off his tongue smoothly. " Do check the box thoroughly .. I may have kept something more for you."

"Good night," Kongpob replied, a faint blush creeping up his cheeks.

Arthit winked playfully, "Dream of me."

Kongpob's soft expression turned into a glare, "Anna is here only... Do you want to die at his hands or what?"

Arthit chuckled, clearly unbothered. "You're too scared of your Anna," he teased.

Kongpob folded his arms across his chest, a hint of defiance in his stance. "And you're not?"

"Nah..." Arthit began, but Kongpob quickly called out, "Anna!"

"Ennada, Kutti?" Varun's voice responded from inside.

"Nothing, Anna... I just wanted to say Iravu Vanakkam (good night )," Arthit shouted back, already pulling his car onto the driveway with a grin.

Kongpob shook his head, unable to suppress the small smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he watched Arthit drive away.

" Your pronunciation has improved , Anna! " he sent a teasing message to Arthit.

" Hey... what did I tell you ...call me ennavar( My man). " Arthit sent the voice note.
............

When Arthit left, Kongpob went to his room, feeling a mix of emotions. As he placed the wooden clutch on his desk, he remembered Arthit's words. Curiosity sparked within him, and he carefully checked the box for more. Under the lining, he found a simple note that read:

'I can't wait for the day when I won't have to say 'bye' to you; I will just roll over and say good night.'

Despite himself, Kongpob blushed red.

Arthit was a vocal person, he had noticed that much already, and it stirred something warm in him. It made him feel seen, cherished and special.

He wanted Arthit to feel the same. But, he didn't know what to do that will not be too out of his comfort zone yet express his thoughts.

With a shy smile, Kongpob decided to pen down a response, letting the words flow from his heart

'Thank you for fighting the world to give me this moment-my first date.
Today was one of the five best days of my life.
You turned the ordinary into something extraordinary, and I will carry this day in my heart forever.'

Satisfied with the simplicity and honesty of his words, Kongpob sent the message to Arthit.

As Arthit received it, he starred the message in his WhatsApp, marking it as important.
He made Siri read the words over and over again, feeling his heart swell with emotion. The thought crossed his mind that he would print this message out and add it to the photobook he was planning to make of them.

Arthit still couldn't believe it-he had a date with Kongpob. And not just any date, but one that was already cherished as one of the best days in Kongpob's life. The thought made him smile, a warmth spreading through his chest as he imagined all the days they would have together in the future.

....................
................

Both Suthiluck and Rojanapat family had told their respective sons to take seven days to think over and then tell their decisions on eighth day.

They were warned there would not be any more meeting unless it is to set the date of marriage and engagement.

............

In those seven days in between, Arthit and Kongpob's days were filled with an evolving connection, both finding solace and joy in their constant online interactions.

The days leading up to their families' decision were spent exchanging comments and sharing glimpses of their lives through pictures.

Like the next day of their date was Arthit's last day at city, next day he was supposed to take flight back to his home.

Arthit, in his playful way, sent a picture of himself dressed in a veshti and white shirt, laughing at how out of place he looked in the fancy attire, with a caption that read: "Back at La Bella Italia. Trying hard to be a true Italian!"

" This petty alpha! " Kongpob shook his head when he saw that picture.

Kongpob's day was starting with Arthit's good morning messages. His day ended with songs in Arthit's soothing voice that he sent as voice notes. Kongpob loved Arthit's voice.

They continued to share unique finds, from street art to quirky café menus, growing closer with every interaction.

As the eighth day approached, both families were confident of the match. Asking both grooms was just a formality on their part.
.
Arthit was confident in his decision and, without hesitation, expressed his resounding "yes." His excitement was palpable as he prepared for what he hoped would be the beginning of a new chapter. He had already started looking for the rings and making a list of changes he would have to made in their living space.

Kongpob, on the other hand, was consumed by panic. He was not able to tell Arthit about his condition. If he just say yes now and later when Arthit comes to know of his condition. Wouldn't it be a betratal ?

Despite his deepening feelings for Arthit, he was paralyzed by the fear of rejection and the potential heartbreak it could bring. As he struggled with his emotions, he made the devastating decision to reject the match, knowing it would break his own heart to pieces.

When Kongpob's father conveyed his decision to Arthit, the news hit like a thunderclap.

Arthit could not believe it.

" Papa...did you confirm it's not Anna's decision but Kongpob's ? Please talk to uncle one more time na..." He requested.

" No... Infact, Varun had only good things to say about you. He and his wife are both shocked. It was Kongpob's decision. Varun had asked him to reconsider but Kongpob has given his final denial to this match " his father informed.

Arthit was shattered; the unexpected rejection left him reeling. He immediately reached out to Kongpob, sending a heartfelt message asking for the reasons behind his decision and if there was anything he could do to change Kongpob's mind. His messages remained unread, leaving him in a state of anguish.

Arthit called, relentlessly , yet they were also not answered.

' Why Kongpob ? " Arthit was left wondering ...looking at the bright smile of Kongpob on their date. He read Kongpob's messages again and again and it only reflected one thing - they were going strong. Then what happened? Where did he go wrong.

Arthit was trying to be hopeful but his hope was getting shattered by each passing day.

......

The distress was not confined to Arthit alone. Both families were deeply concerned about the state of their children.

Kongpob's father, perplexed and worried, attempted to coax the reason out of his son. Despite his efforts, Kongpob remained tight-lipped, unable to articulate the internal struggle that led to his decision.

In their separate rooms, Arthit and Kongpob were engulfed in their respective sorrows. Arthit was consumed by a sense of loss and confusion, desperately trying to understand why things had taken such a painful turn.

Kongpob, locked away in his room, was overwhelmed with guilt and sadness, unable to reconcile his emotions with the harsh reality of his decision.

Kongpob although was one to reject Arthit, was distraught as if he had been rejected.

Appetite had become a foreign thing for Kongpob. Writing did not give him solace now. Whenever he would think of a protagonist Arthit's face flashed in his mind.

After four days, the condition was such that Kong had to be hospitalised.

Arthit had thrown himself in to work; the smile Kong had bloomed had burnt to ashes. The new drum sticks he bought laid broken in a trash can in his room. His bed was barely slept in and his eyes had permanent redness to it.

Both were suffering - separately..

.......................

" Kongpob had to be admitted in hospital..." These words were enough for Varun to leave everything and run back to Kongpob's side.

Varun and Maya found Kongpob in hospital bed with an I.V needle stuck in his wrist. Kongpob was lost in his own mind, in state of deep distress, his tears flowing freely . Doctors told Varun they sometimes had to administer Kongpob mild sedatives to make him rest.

" Kongpob...tell me...what did that bastard do? " Varun seethed .

Kongpob shook his head, still crying.

Varun, misinterpreting Kongpob's anguish, vowed to destroy Arthit; anger flashed across his face as he demanded to know what Arthit had done to cause this turmoil.

"No, it's not Arthit's fault. " Kong cried out "He's done nothing wrong, Anna. I'm the one at fault. Arthit is a perfect gentleman-anyone who marries him must be incredibly fortunate, like they've done something extraordinarily good in their past life."

Varun, puzzled and frustrated, asked, "Then why aren't you that lucky person Kutti? Why did you reject him ?"

Kongpob's voice trembled as he explained, "I'm not that lucky or brave, Anna. If I were, I wouldn't have been born with this defect." He paused, his eyes filled with pain. "I've tried to tell Arthit about my condition, but every time I'm with him, I forget about my troubles.
He has solution to every problem I have. If I can't sleep...he sings to me . If I had a bad day , I can rant to him . If I am angry , he knows how to calm me down.

He makes even dull moments, magical. He frustrates me , he teases me so much - I feel like cursing at him out loud. He makes me feel like I have never before Anna. But now that I have fallen so deep into this, I fear that if he rejects me, I won't be able to handle it."

Maya, her heart aching for Kongpob, gently asked, "What if he accepts you, Thambi?"

Kongpob wiped his tears, his voice barely above a whisper. "What if he does not ? What if I disgust him ? I cannot bear to look hate in his eyes for me Anni. I'm not brave enough to take that chance. "

" This way, how will you ever find the happiness you are seeking Kutti? " Varun asked concerned.

"I don't know. But, I can't let him be with someone like me Anna. " Kong sobbed " Shouldn't we give only the best to our favourite people? That is why I moved aside, he deserves best. And I am not that."

" Aren't you taking away his choice Kutti?" Varun asked softly .

" Let him decide if he wants to be with you or not ..." His Anni gently advised.

Kong shook his head firmly, stubborn like a petulant kid.

Varun knew there was no way he could change his brother's decision.

.................

...........

Varun, unable to see his brother in such distress and guilt, made a secret call to Arthit, hoping to provide some guidance and support. When Arthit answered, his voice was tinged with worry.

"Arthit," Varun began cautiously, " can I talk to you for five minutes. "

" Sure..." Arthit excused himself from the meeting. " Everything okay Anna ?"

" I wish it was... " Varun sighed " I just wanted to thank you for making my Kutti smile and speak up for himself even if it was short-lived. "

" Is Kongpob okay , Anna ?" Arthit asked.

" Not right now...but he will be" Varun assured " I know this must be incredibly difficult for you,Arthit. But I want to say-don't lose hope. If you really want Kongpob in your life, you need to give him a bit of time."

" If Kongpob just wanted more time; all he needed was to say it, Anna "

" It's easy for me and you. But, think of a person who was taughy to live for other's happiness. Will he be able to do it if he thinks it will cause the other one grief? " Varun asked " You once told me Kongpob wasn't telling me his desire to have unchaperoned meeting because he didn't want his Anna to be disappointed in him. " Varun paused " Congratulations to the club Arthit! " Varun choked back his tears " You only took ten days to be on the top of  that list."

" I don't understand, Anna. I was clearly very happy to have Kongpob in my life. Then what prompted him to reject me ? "

" He isnt rejecting you, he is refusing himself " Varun said, sad.

"Has Kongpob given you a reason for his decision?"
Arthit, desperate for clarity, asked,

Varun sighed. "He hasn't mentioned anything about you specifically. It's more about his own fears and insecurities. He feels unworthy of someone like you. He's struggling with his own issues and doubts."

Arthit's frustration boiled over for a moment. "That's bullshit!" he exclaimed, then quickly added, "I'm sorry for my language, Anna. But Kongpob is perfect. He's more than deserving of anyone's love."

Varun agreed, his voice softening. "My kutti is lucky to have met a person like you. Kongpob is indeed a wonderful person, Arthit but he is also very insecure in himself. It is not my place to tell you, I will pray Kongpob will talk to you himself and you can show him how insignificant his worries are. He's just dealing with his own insecurities. If your decision hasn't changed - "

" It hasn't " Arthit was quick to clear.

" There's a grand opening of the restaurant you've invested in next month. I noticed Kongpob had the invitation on his desk. I guess you must be attending too ..."

" I am."

" Maybe you could use this event as a chance to reconnect with him."

" Thank you , Anna " Arthit, still hurt but hopeful, replied, " I'll wait until the inauguration. In the meantime, I'll make sure to keep reminding Kongpob of who I am. Maybe dropping a few comments on his videos or staying in touch will help."

Varun nodded in approval. "That sounds like a good plan. Just be patient and persistent. Our omegas have seen so much of the worst side of us alphas that they see every little imperfection as default and error. They don't know if we truly love; then even those little imperfections are perfect " Varun mused "Kongpob needs to see that he's valued and that his fears can be overcome."

With newfound determination, Arthit thanked Varun and promised to stay hopeful. As he hung up, he felt a renewed sense of purpose, ready to wait and show Kongpob just how much he cared.
.................

Kongpob couldn't forget that dimpled smile, that soft voice, that teasing lilt. And when that wit is used to comment on his posts...his guilt chased him to even his dreams...

..................

One month later

Kongpob arrived at the grand opening of "Nirvana," the restaurant that Arthit had invested in, with a heavy heart. He wanted to ditch the event altogether but the owner had called almost everyday until Kongpob finally gave his approval.
Despite his efforts to stay upbeat, he found himself withdrawing from the event's festivities, especially when he met Arthit .

He was called to the stage- to cut the ribbon along with Arthit. Kong barely suppressed his urge to steal a glance at Arthit and see how he was doing after his betrayal. But he didn't have courage. It was Arthit who talked first, asking him how has he been..Kongpob gave to shortest answer possible without any eye contact..

Unfortunately, even their seats were side by side; when the food was served - Kong kept playing with the food. The owner thought, Kong didn't like the taste so Kong forcefully ate a little. But he couldn't keep the food down, within minutes Kong was retching in the bathroom. Arthit quietly followed him with a bottled water. As Kong was done , he helped him stand , supported his weight - gave him bottled water to rinse his mouth, provided him his own handkerchief to wipe his mouth when Kong fumbled for one.

As soon as Kong could stand on his own feet, Arthit stepped away. Kong made a hasty exit to take leave of the owner.

Finally, he took his leave stating he wasn't feeling well. Putting on the helmet, he mournfully looked at the black clouds gathering in the night sky - once the prospect of rain made his heart happy. But, it only reminded him of his loss now, his guilt, his regrets. Kong keyed the bike and revved the engine as light drizzle started. Before he could take it on the road , someone grabbed his hand.

" It will rain only heavily Kongpob...don't take to roads now "

" I can manage " Kong gritted; without looking at Arthit. Arthit shook his head at stubbornness of the omega, he turned the key and put it in his pocket.

" Okay ...go now.." Arthit shrugged.

" Give me the key back..." Kong glared.

" Get in the car...I will drop you at Anna's."

" No.."

" Suit yourself " Arthit shrugged " I will stand here until you agree"

" This is blackmail." Kong spat.

" You aren't new to manipulations Kongpob " Arthit retorted " Remember what you did to me. Consider it payback. Come on...get in"

Kongpob teared, the hurt in Arthit's voice was daggers to his heart. All the fight left his body, he quietly got in Arthit's car.

As they hit the road , drizzle turned to downpour - it was raining cat's and dogs and Arthit could barely see the road.

As a precautionary measure he drove to the nearest motel Google has informed him about.

Arthit took all precautions that Kong won't get drenched ; yet because the parking was in open area - they had to run a short distance to enter the motel and both of them got soaked to the bone— water dripping from their clothes.

Arriving at the motel, Arthit discovered that there was only one room available. "You take the room, I will manage. Don't worry, I won't be going far. I will just be a call away..." he said, but Kongpob interrupted.

Kong looked at the alpha whose even manipulations were only to benefit Kongpob. Just how much peace was Kong gonna rob him of ?

"No, let's share," Kongpob voiced out, he turned to receptionist " Put it under both our names - Kongpob Suthiluck and Arthit Rojanapat..

Arthit nodded hesitantlgy. " You go ..I will be back in a minute".

As Kong left with the staff, Arthit instructed the receptionist to make arrangement for a glass of warm milk to be sent to their room and to arrange a heater if possible.

Arthit ran back to his car, fortunately he had dry clothes. Since, he was to fly out tonight for a three days business trip, he was carrying a suitcase of essentials with him.

............

When Arthit came back, he found still drenched and now shivering Kongpob standing by the door looking at him as if he was afraid Arthit will abandon him.

" Why haven't you changed in to a dry robe? " Arthit chided.

"Here," Arthit said, handing his suitcase over to Kongpob. " There are dry clothes in there and other essential items. Go change quickly.

As Kongpob changed into the dry clothes , he couldn't help but notice how Arthit's presence had turned what seemed like a dreadful night into a more manageable experience.
Wearing Arthit's clothes down to his boxers made Kong feel weirdly intimate- like being in Arthit's embrace.

As soon as he came out, he saw Arthit had piled three blankets one over another.

" Come here. " Arthit made Kong sit on the bed and wrapped the blankets tightly around him. " Give it few minutes, it will stop feeling so cold."

In the meantime a staff knocked at their door with a glass of warm milk.

" I didn't ask for it...." Kong was saying but Arthit injected " I did. ." Taking the glass from the staff he thanked him and closed the door. " It will be give you some warmth " Arthit said handing him the glass. "

Kongpob felt pampered and evil at the same time.

The warmth of the milk and the comfort of the dry clothes were small but significant gestures that made a big difference. Kongpob was left thinking he did not deserve it.

" drink it , till it's hot" Arthit instructed.

"You are still in wet clothes..change " Kong said in a small voice, not knowing if he should interject or not.

" Yeah...I was just getting the room set up" Arthit said, " they had switched on the heater...room will get bearable in few minutes. "

.............

Arthit went to change his own soaked clothes.

When Arthit emerged in the fresh clothes, he saw Kongpob staring at wall like a lost puppy.
Arthit gave him a reassuring smile. "We're going to get through this night. Let's just focus on staying warm and dry na."

Kongpob swallowed, deeply moved by Arthit's kindness and concern. He found himself struggling with conflicting emotions. The distance he had tried to maintain was slipping away, replaced by a growing realization of how much effect Arthit still had on him

Was he strong enough to show his most vulnerable side to Arthit ?
....

Seeing Kong in his own clothes had made Arthit's heartbeat gallop. When Kongpob had emerged from the bathroom, clad in Arthit's clothes that hung off him like a tent. The oversized shirt and pants made him look small and vulnerable. As Kongpob adjusted the ill-fitting garments, Arthit felt a possessive surge in his chest, a mix of protectiveness and affection. He wanted to gather the omega in his arms and let him know what the sight of him in those clothes were doing to him. Alas! It had to wait.

"Call Varun," Arthit said gently. "Let him know you'll be staying the night here."

Kongpob nodded and dialed his brother's number. Arthit listened to him absentmindedly.

" Yeah...I am sending you the address and business card of the motel Anna..." Arthit heard him talking " No..no I'm not alone ...Arthit is also staying at the same hotel. Yeah...no..No it will be okay Anna. Yeah, I will call him if I need anything..."

" Call me from where? This side of bed to that side of bed? " Arthit asked, suddenly angry at this ruse. " Give me the phone"

Arthit took the phone and spoke directly to Varun. "I respect you Anna but right now there's no way I am staying anywhere except besies Kongpob. Due to the downpour, motel is full and there isn't another roon . Even if there had been another room, I would have taken a connected suite. I wouldn't leave my omega alone, especially in such circumstances. He was soaked, dizzy and we are in an area neither of us had been before . Having my way woth him hasn't even crossed my mind...so you can rest your worries I like my partners healthy, willing and vocal — neither of which can be said about Kongpob right now."

Kongpob, listening in, felt a strange mix of warmth and discomfort at the term "my omega" used by Arthit. It was possessive, yet somehow reassuring.

After the call, Kongpob looked at Arthit with a guilty expression. "I'm sorry."

" It wasn't your fault. Your Anna has a good heart but short fuse and he loves getting a reaction out of m ."

" Not for Anna" Kong lowered his head in shame " For what I did to you...for whatever it's worth I am sorry. "

Arthit raised an eyebrow. "I'm ready to hear your apology, but only if you explain why you rejected me. I deserve to know, especially after you led me to believe you were open to this match.That you liked me and lpoked forward to the marriage as much as I did."

Kongpob hesitated, his eyes clouded with emotion. "It's not about you. It's all about me. Please trust me alpha. Anyone will be lucky to have been wed to you..."

Arthit wasn't convinced. "That's what everyone says." Arthit scoffed.

Frustrated, Kongpob peeled away from the cocoon of blankets Arthit had wrapped around him. He started unbuttoning the shirt all the way to last button.

Arthit's eyes softened with concern. "What are you doing?"

"It took me a lot of courage to show you this," Kongpob said, his voice trembling. "Please don't interrupt me."

He let the fall off his  arms , exposing his chest to Arthit's concerned gaze. His lean mucled, otherwise flawless torso was marred by twin horizontal scars.

Arthit watched in silence as Kongpob revealed his scars. Kongpob's voice broke as he shared his story. " I wanted to tell you on the first meeting only but I didn't get the chance. When I am with you, you became the focal point of my attention- I forget everything else, alpha" Kong said " I ...I had breasts ..like a female."

Seeing Arthit's confusion Kong explained " In simple words - I was born intersex, but no one knew about it until I hit until puberty. I was normal looking child, healthy - both physically and mentally .

But when I reached my puberty -My chest began to develop, and that's when everything changed. The ultrasound showed no female reproductive organs but my hormones were all over place- high level of female hormones were making mammary tissues grew and thus i was developing breasts.
I used to bind my chest to school. That is when I started wearing a t-shirt underneath my shirts and avoid being shirtless despite being called a sissy.

I did not have any girly feeling nor did I have any love lost for those unwanted organs.  I wanted the breasts gone as soon as possible; So I had a surgery to remove the tissue. But the problem did not go away fully. It never will.
I'm still on medication to manage my hormones. The tissue might regrow if my hormone levels increase. I may not have them right now...but they can regrow anytime. I have other health issues because of it too. You deserved better alpha...not a defected piece."

Arthit's heart ached for Kongpob. Kongpob was seeing only his scars but what about the effect it had on his body? What about the confusion Kong as a kid had felt? The dysphoria? Self hatred ? Low confidence ?

He is sure his failed relationship had only aggravated rather than healing it

"You are a human- my omega. Not a machine. I am not looking for specifications, Kongpob. I was looking for a partner I could connect to and one who could connect to me. I got him, I am sitting right beside him.

Those scars that you are so hung up on, aren't your fault. They don't matter to me," he assured softly. "What makes me sad is that you came very late in my life. " Arthit wanted to hide Kong in his arms but he also did not want to take advantage of his vulnerabiliy. So he settled for expressing himself verbally "I wish I could have been there for you during those years."

Kongpob's fear was palpable. "No...alpha. you don't understand our society like I do. You can't accept it ..What if they grow back? You'll be the subject of ridicule."

Arthit sighed. He sat beside Kongpob, placing both his hands on Kongpob's shoulder

"If they do," Arthit replied, "we'll get treatment again if you want or we will let them be if you don't want to go through another surgery. If they don't grow, I still don't have a problem with it. Besides," he added with a touch of lightness, winking at Kongpob "I've heard that breasts are quite sensitive. I'd be more than happy to know I can multiply your pleasure."

" Alpha .." Kong gently hit Arthit's chest with his his fists " Why are you like this ? "

" Awesome like this? "

" I was so afraid alpha...thank you for not hating me...seeing disgust in your eyes would have killed me... but you deserved an answer" Kong choked on his tears.

Arthit patted him.
"My brave omega . Now , stop crying na...or I will cry too. And I cry ugly I tell you.... you will have nightmares of my snotty face.."

Kongpob's tears flowed uncontrollably at Arthit's response. He sobbed, overwhelmed by the depth of his feelings and the relief of not being judged.

Just what had he done to deserve an alpha like Arthit ? That made him cry happy tears and Arthit's worries only skyrocketed seeing Kongpob breaking down in his arms.

Arthit let Kong soak his shirt with his tears.

" Just how much water you have stored in your tear ducts, pattu" he teased.

" I hate you " Kong murmured between sobs.

" But I love you " Arthit kissed his hairs. " Tell me Kongpob... will you marry me? Will you be mine ? "

Kong nodded, sniffling.

" Then..." Arthit leaned in to whisper in Kongpob's ears " chellam...your body is mine too. know this... I love everything of what is mine...even the scars. And since you are mine- from this momemt onwards you are not allowed to hate them. "

Kong nodded.

"You know what? I got one more proof that we are destined to be together, because I have them too... want to see? " Arthit turned his cheek " See... here " he put a finger on the scar on his cheek "I fell from tree. " And here " he showed his palm - cut through rock,even the bones were showing. "

Kongpob traced almost invisible scar on Arthit's palm " got three stitches. " Arthit grinned " There are more but let's find them later.."

" Where are they..."

Arthit smirked " I will give you a hint ...I will have to take my pants off- "

Kong put his hands on his ears " I don't want to know.."

Arthit chuckled " Kidding . One is on my head, its hidden under my hairs... other on my abdomen... and one is indeed below my waist.."

" Where ? "

" Don't you want to know? " Arthit teased .

Kong narrowed his eyes " No ...I don't"

" Liar..." Arthit laughed. "As much as I would appreciate the view in another circumstance, hubby, let's dress you back up now...you will get cold " Arthit buttoned Kongpob's shirt and handed Kongpob a glass of water.

Kong still hadn't gotten the grasp of Arthit's approval. Arthit wrapped him back in the blanket, holding him close. Cuddling him over the blanket.
"It's okay," he whispered soothingly. "We'll get through this together."

Kongpob's worries gradually subsided as Arthit's calming presence provided the reassurance he desperately needed.

......

After Kongpob had calmed down sufficiently, he noticed the moment felt like something straight out of the romantic scenes he had written countless times. It was as if the universe had finally given him the kind of lover he had always dreamed of-a friend, a partner, and a love all in one. The atmosphere felt charged with the kind of magic he had always envisioned but never experienced.

Feeling emboldened, as if he held stars in his grasp, Kongpob softly called out, "Arthit..."

Arthit immediately moved closer, concern evident in his eyes at the change in Kongpob's tone. "Do you need anything, Kongpob?"

Kongpob hesitated for just a moment, then asked, "Have you ever kissed someone?"

Arthit nodded slowly. "I have, but I can't change the past, Kutti. Are you sad about it?"

Kongpob shook his head, a bit dreamy as he spoke, "What does it feel like?"

Arthit blinked, slightly confused by the question. "Huh?"

Kongpob's voice was barely audible as he made his request. "Show me what it feels like. Kiss me, Arthit. I want to know what it feels like...to be kissed like a lover."

With a pounding heart, Arthit tried to process Kongpob's words. "But you've had a relationship before, right?"

Kongpob nodded again. " It was long distance mostly. We only met face-to-face once during those years, and I didn't let him do anything like this. It felt like cheating on my future husband. I was determined to be physically and emotionally intimate with only my husband. I was saving myself for him.

I told him to focus on his career, and after becoming my husband, he could kiss me as much as he wanted. He was frustrated but eventually understood. Or maybe he didn't need it from me because he was already getting it elsewhere-from his fiancée."

"But you're asking me to kiss you?" Arthit pressed, his voice tinged with confusion.

Kongpob met his gaze, his eyes steady. "I told you, I wouldn't ask this of anyone other than my husband."

Arthit cupped Kongpob's face gently. "Say it again."

"Kiss me...husband," Kongpob whispered.

" Again" Arthit whispered, tears of happiness swelling in his eyes.

" You are making me wait...husband" Kong whispered closing his eyes.

" I am trying to be a gentleman here and you are making me loose control , Kutti " Arthit warned " Do you think I can stop at one kiss. "

Kong opened his eyes and stared at Arthit " I never said, you have to stop."

Arthit's heart raced as he leaned in closer. "You'll be the death of me, Kutti."

He started with a playful gesture, giving Kongpob a noisy flying kiss. " Muahh"

Kongpob opened his eyes, disappointed He silently turned his back to Arthit and laid on bed on his side, keeping his back to arthit.

Teasing and fun are all okay but this felt straight up mocking.

Smiling, Arthit shifted closer, sitting on his knees, he bent down to place a soft kiss on Kongpob's forehead. "This is to promise I'll be your person of comfort," he murmured.

Then, he moved to Kongpob's cheek, planting a gentle kiss against the warm skin. "This says, I find your anger adorable."

Arthit took Kongpob's hand, kissing his knuckles with a gentle reverence. "This to to let you know , I will be a gentleman," he whispered, before biting the pad of Kongpob's thumb playfully. "But not in bed. "

Kongpob's entire body flushed with heat, the warmth spreading from his ears down to his neck. He couldn't help but shiver as Arthit's touch traveled up his arm to the back of his neck, coaxing him to sit up. Kongpob kept his eyes closed, trying to calm the storm of emotions inside him.

Arthit's lips brushed against Kongpob's eyelids with a featherlight touch. "This is to to tell you that My vision for the future now includes you," Arthit whispered, his breath warm against Kongpob's skin. " keep me in your field of vision too."

As Kongpob's breath quickened, Arthit's lips moved to his earlobe. He captured it between his teeth, biting down softly, making Kongpob gasp. "I will not only hear you, but I will always listen to you," Arthit promised in a low, sultry tone,licking the shell of Kongpob's ear , making him gasp in surprise at the sensations this seemingly innocent organ coerced through him.

Arthit's lips then trailed down to Kongpob's jawline, pressing tender kisses along its length, his breath hot against the sensitive skin. "This is for the strength I see in you," Arthit whispered between kisses, his voice filled with admiration.

He continued downward, placing lingering kisses along the side of Kongpob's neck, making him shudder with each touch. "This is for every time you make my heart skip a beat," Arthit breathed out, his voice heavy with desire.

Kongpob's thoughts had dissolved into nothingness as he felt Arthit's lips move across his skin. Arthit's kisses were intoxicating, his wandering hands found first two buttons of Kongpob's shirt and unbuttoned them.. When he reached Kongpob's shoulder, he planted a soft kiss there, then another, each one firmer than the last. "This is to remind you that you're safe with me," Arthit murmured against his skin.

As Arthit finally returned to Kongpob's lips, he started with rubbing there nose together " This is to tell you, I want to be your go to guy for everything. "

He moved to Kongpob's lips caught between his teeth, turning red with all the biting Kong was doing. Arthit pressed a gentle kiss, barely brushing their lips together, savoring the sweetness of the moment. Kongpob's lips were warm, trembling slightly with anticipation. Arthit deepened the kiss, moving slowly but confidently, showing Kongpob how to respond.

This was the first kiss Kongpob had to actively participate in, he followed Arthit's lead, though his mind buzzed with thoughts:
Am I doing this right?
Should there be more tongue?
He had seen people kissig more like pushing their tongue down each other's throats. Atleast that's what it looked like- sucking someone's soul through their mouths .

There should be tongue. Maybe Arthit will slip it now. But he has always found that gross in movies... What if Arthit doesn't like it?

All those thoughts evaporated as Arthit's fingers slipped into Kongpob's hair, gently pulling him closer as he nipped at Kongpob's lower lip. Kongpob's hands roamed to Arthit's shoulders, gripping them as he surrendered to the kiss.

When their lips parted, Arthit's gaze met Kongpob's, filled with an intensity that made Kongpob's heart race. Arthit leaned in again, this time capturing Kongpob's lower lip between his, sucking gently before moving to a deeper kiss, sliding his tongue against Kongpob's in a way that felt both electrifying and reassuring.

Arthit broke the kiss before it could turn hot and heavy and out of control. He was pleased to find Kongpob dazed, confused, almost leaning towards him for more.

Such a responsive lover, his thungam (petname- gold)

with a teasing grin, Arthit winked at Kongpob when he came down the high "I think we've covered most of the basics," he said, his voice slightly hoarse from the intensity. "But I've kept some advanced kisses for the second leg of our course-on our honeymoon."

Kongpob blushed deeply, the promise in Arthit's words sending a thrill down his spine. But he couldn't stop the smile that spread across his face, feeling both cherished and exhilarated by the intimacy they had just shared.
" I'm glad you voiced out your desires, Kanna"

Shy beyond measures and surprised at his own boldness, Kong hid his face behinds his hands while Arthit tried to coax him out .

" Let's sleep till the generator is keeping our heater on" Arthit advised.

Kongpob nodded, still face hid behind his hand. He quickly turned his back to Arthit and laid on bed, covering all of his body with blanket.

" I don't normally do these kind of things...I don't know what you would be thinking of me ..." Kong mused, feeling somewhat disappointed in his own behaviour.

" What kind of thing? " Arthit asked " Letting your husband kiss you ? Isn't it most natural ? " Arthit asked and then hugged Kong over the blanket " As for me...I think, I would like to show you how to give a love bite ...but I don't want your Anna to bite my head off. So that lesson is reserved for our first night..."

" Stop being so shameless " Kongpob shoved at him , from inside the blanket.

" Shameless ? " Arthit gasped in indignation " and me ? Who had asked me to kiss you Kogpob ? "

This alpha! Does he really have to go there ?

Kong poked only his face out of blanket " And who was doing all the kissing ? " Kong asked.

Arthit loved Kongpob's Angry bird face. He quickly pecked Kongpob "You asked, I delivered... We are a pair of shameless then " Arthit grinned.

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A/N : One or two more chapters...

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