Kongpob lounged around the entire day, eating and drinking properly. Today being the first day he took a good look around the cabin he was staying in. The beautiful decorations and garden. So simple but having a classy ring to it all.

He was getting restless as the hours went by and accepted Ashton barging in with a massive mango pie. Kongpob sat on the couch near the fireplace as Ashton rambled on and on about every possible thing he could think of.

He was going to miss it. He would miss this whole place but that won't stop him from the giddiness. Kongpob did decline Arthit's proposal but that doesn't mean Kongpob doesn't have dreams and plans of going back if Arthit asked again.

He was already packed and unable to work anyway. The little one inside was growing and he was weak.

"Have you listened to anything I've said?" Ashton crossed his arms, puffing out his cheeks.

Kongpob gave him a guilty smile and nodded, soon giggling. He reached out to Ashton but he moved away, grumbling and pouting. Kongpob launched at Ashton, hugging him. Feeling warm when he was hugged back.

"You good?" Kongpob nodded and parted, smiling widely.

"I will be leaving soon..." Kongpob looked down, playing with his finger. Waiting for the response.

"Oh..." Ashton looked at him, the light in the eyes dimming. Ashton put on a bright smile, "I will still be the favorite uncle." He looked up, putting his chin up in the air, and crosses his arms once more.

Kongpob let out a breath and laughed, "yes you will." Ashton left soon after and Kongpob didn't urge him to stay, knowing if Arthit came back...

Kongpob paced around, wiped the countertops, ate some snacks, and then finally dinner. With some of the leftover mango pie. Craving for something else...

It was getting late at night and Arthit hadn't called, texted, left those pesky notes, or arrived. And Kongpob was starting to worry. Where could Arthit be this long? Even his side hobbies didn't take this long. He knew.

Kongpob laid in bed, resting his back. Sleep not coming to him, he tossed and turned for hours until he heard the door open. He jumped up, holding his head from the sudden movement.

He walked over and saw Arthit taking off his shoes and sighing. He ran to Arthit, feeling overwhelmed. He was so scared, so scared that he pushed Arthit away just for his silly tantrum.

He placed Arthit's hand over his bulging belly, "I am so sorry. I didn't mean to upset you. I should have known my place..." Kongpob hugged Arthit crying, wrapping his arms tightening around Arthit's hips.

"I can't even satisfy your needs anymore...I am sorry." Kongpob shook in soft sobs, the whole day's stress and anxiety releasing now. And Kongpob couldn't even stop himself or the words that escaped.

Arthit felt himself being skinned with those words...the way Kongpob didn't know what he meant to Arthit. He didn't know he was capable of feeling so much even after shutting all his humanity away ages ago.

Since the awful night where his innocence as a child was stolen. Arthit cupped Kongpob's face gently and looked at him. Both eyes brimming, all for different reasons. He leaned down and nudged Kongpob's nose, before pecking it. And unleashing kisses all over his face.

Arthit's tears falling on Kongpob's face as he apologized over and over again for everything. For traumatizing. For breaking. For hurting him physically, mentally, and emotionally. For destroying Kongpob's innocence.

Kongpob freezes, feeling the vulnerability drip off from Arthit with every small sob against his face. He holds Arthit's hand over his face and smiles. He opened his mouth to reassure Arthit that he wasn't broken. Not anymore.

"Why?" Arthit took a deep breath, looking into Kongpob's teary eyes. "Why have you never asked why I turned into a monster?"

Kongpob dabbed his thumb over Arthit's hand, smiling and sniffling through his blocked nose. "Because they deserved it. All of them. They were the monsters that were being protected. We should thank you."

Arthit pushed Kongpob against the wall, caging him in with one arm on the wall. "They killed them...my parents. For a simple tender. They killed my mom and dad for nothing. And I had to be all alone with my brother...Had to raise each other," he hissed against Kongpob's lips. "They killed them because they fought for justice...They fought for children...and left us."

Kongpob hums and caresses Arthit's cheek, giving him a sad smile. Resting his forehead on Arthit's. "I am sorry..." Kongpob kisses Arthit's lips gently and parts. Kissing Arthit's nose, cheeks, and forehead after.

Arthit took a deep breath, basking in Kongpob's soft touches and warmth. Calming down, looking at Kongpob who was doing everything in his power to calm him down. Feeling a wave of protectiveness for Kongpob along with his possessiveness.

Kongpob didn't know at all. He didn't know what he meant to Arthit from the beginning. What he made Arthit do from day one.

Arthit pulled Kongpob's hands away by the wrist and pinned it overhead. Pushing closer to him, their hips touching. "Marry me or I'm gonna kill you then myself," Arthit snarled against Kongpob's lips, with pooling eyes.

Kongpob stared at him, biting back a smile. Kongpob opened his mouth in protest only to be shut up. Feeling the familiar metal in his mouth. Only this time, he didn't fear what the big scary man could do.

"Will you marry me?" Arthit placed the gun deeper in Kongpob's mouth, with pleading eyes. Kongpob smiled a little and nodded. Arthit removed the gun, "I have no choice, do I?"

Arthit gave him a teary smile and shook his head, "No...no you don't." Kongpob laid his head against Arthit's chest, giggling.

Arthit took Kongpob's hand and slid a small ring on his finger. A small ring with diamonds adorning all around. Simple but expensive. Kongpob looked down with wide eyes and hugged Arthit. Opening his mouth a few times, only to be tongue twisted.

Arthit scooped Kongpob up and kissed him, carrying him up the stairs. Nudging their noses together until Arthit placed him down on the bed, kissing his neck and removing his shirt. Kissing the bump, and kissing down to his chest.

"P'Arthit..." Kongpob moaned, raking his hand through his hair.

"Missed me, puppy?" Arthit smirked, caressing his head. He removed his belt and tied it around Kongpob's wrist, pinning them above.

"I'm still me, pup," Arthit kissed over the faded word on Kongpob's chest. "But I am sorry."

Kongpob grabbed Arthit's face and brought him up, he leaned in and kissed Arthit's lips. "You're all I want..."

Arthit growled and bit into Kongpob's lips, tearing off Kongpob's pants off. Worshipping each inch of his body. Each scar and bruise that he afflicted. "I am sorry..." he whispered, being sober this time.

Licking and nudging his nose against the belly, making Kongpob giggle. Preparing Kongpob and making love to him how he always should've. Replacing every spank and cut with kisses and sweet words.

Making Kongpob write and moan for more instead of scream and cry for it to stop. "Like it," Arthit licked away a stray, frustrated tear. Smirking as Kongpob shut his eyes and threw his head back, bucking his hips.

"Mmm, delicious," Arthit captured Kongpob's lips, sucking and nibbling on it. Kissing both of Kongpob's eyelids. "I owe an apology to every inch of your body and soul. And I will apologize and make up until my last breath..."

Arthit rocked into Kongpob slowly, mindful of Kongpob's condition and the baby. Both overwhelmed feeling their very first love-making ever.

Arthit felt overwhelmed, not having felt any of these swirling emotions in his chest ever. He kissed Kongpob's forehead, smiling as he fell apart. Crying for him. Slumping over Kongpob, exhausted afterward.

"Kongpob..." Arthit licked Kongpob's neck, panting, equally as tired as Kongpob.

Kongpob hummed, kissing over Arthit's head. "Can I punch him? He was all over you..." Arthit looked away, seeing Kongpob giving him a look.

"He and his family helped me live, P'Arthit..."

"One punch?" Arthit pouted, holding up one finger. Kongpob looked at him blankly, until Arthit sighed and gave up. Settling his face in Kongpob's neck, kissing it.

Arthit watched Kongpob sleep soundly in his arms. He untied Kongpob and pulled him closer to his chest after cleaning him up. Smiling widely the entire time.

"My puppy," Arthit pecked Kongpob's lips and buried his head in Kongpob's hair. Sniffing it and letting sleep take over. Both smiling after a long time. No shame, no guilt, no fear, no anger, and no sadness.

Arthit wasn't a patient man, not a secret. And Kongpob knew that very well. But getting married in one week... He was just heartbroken, moping, engaged, and now getting married all in the same week.

But he was impressed how Arthit pulled it off, wondering how much money it took him to rush so much. Although he wasn't happy how Arthit was never home, probably running around and making arrangements that would have taken months in advance.

So he sulked and sulked. All through the kisses and caresses until Arthit scooped him up and made him talk. Or scream...

Arthit refused to let Kongpob move a muscle, so he hired a suit fitter to come into their mansion of a home. Glaring at the poor man who was just doing his job, while Kongpob pleaded with his eyes. Although he made Arthit promise he wouldn't punch.

Arthit would have, but only for Kongpob. Kongpob the orphan became Kongpob the husband of Arthit Rojnapat. Kongpob Rojnapat. And Danny Rojnapat.

They went to get a check-up and found the gender of their baby, all too excited to decorate and buy as many baby clothes as they possibly could.

Marie clapped the loudest as Arthit gathered Kongpob in his arms and gave him a smoldering kiss. While his pesky friends hooted and hollered, making Kongpob hide his face in Arthit's chest, slapping it softly. Whining.

They walked down the aisle, while the crowd threw white rose petals at them. A complete contrast to both of their complete black tuxes. With a black bow tie.

They laughed, teased, played, and did everything a married couple did. Enjoying their honeymoon in Hawaii. Drinking and eating. Making love and flirting like there's no tomorrow.

With Kongpob walking around being constantly red. Because other than Arthit's obsession with Kongpob's whole. And kissing forehead obsession. Arthit loved biting down on Kongpob's chubbier cheeks from the weight he put on with Arthit constantly stuffing him.

And his neck, arms, thighs...the list goes on. Along with hickeys all over his big belly. Kongpob stayed at home, not moving a muscle, waiting like a good puppy. According to Arthit, for him.

Who would come from work and cuddle Kongpob first thing, asking him to energize him, saying he's so tired. And Kongpob did, expecting something. Only to be kissed on the forehead and given food.

Kongpob sulked with Twinkle in his arms like he always would. Arthit was jealous. He was always jealous, but now he is jealous of their cat too.

Twinkle would always be in Kongpob's lap with his head on his belly. Protecting the soon-to-be brother and Kongpob. Twinkle was territorial of Kongpob, and Arthit was double that.

Kongpob didn't complain as long as Arthit promised every morning he'd come back home without assaulting anyone for Kongpob. Did he have complete belief Arthit wouldn't...no... But at least Arthit would think again before knocking someone unconscious.

He always missed Arthit the moment he left his side, but he was feeling really sad without him today. And even Twinkle's presence and small licks and nudges on his belly weren't helping.

So he did what he wanted too, but held back. He picked up his phone and dialed. Waiting and smiling as it was picked up on the second ring.

"Everything okay, pup?" Kongpob smiled, blushing as he took a pillow from the other side of the couch and buried his face in it. He nodded while giving a small yes in reply. Embarrassed with the reason for the call.

Arthit waited to let Kongpob speak, knowing what his husband wanted. Kongpob would call sometimes, the days where Arthit wasn't with Kongpob much the night before. And Kongpob couldn't stop himself from calling for him.

Just a little longer pup. And I'll be right there...day and night.

"P'Arthit..." Kongpob began, closing his eyes and turning beet red. Twinkle licked his burning ear, sniffing it. Very concerned for Kongpob as he meowed and nudged him.

"Yes, puppy?" Arthit smirked. He wasn't letting Kongpob go. If he wants something he can ask for it. Arthit looked around his office, no one was around. He checked the time and he had a couple more hours until he could go home.

But nothing's gonna stop Arthit from leaving, he'll just give the pending work to Bright and listen to the profanities tomorrow. He began packing his bags, listening to Kongpob stutter and beat around the bush.

"P'Arthit?" Kongpob almost cried in frustration. Why couldn't Arthit just know? "I miss you..." He took a deep breath, hugging the pillow.

"I'll be there soon, pup," Arthit smirked, putting the phone away and rushing out.

"Again?" Bright stared at him, close to falling to the floor and crying himself. "We have an important meeting today."

"Kongpob called," Arthit shrugged and Bright sighed. He loved Kongpob. He was the sweetest kid Bright had ever encountered. And Arthit was one lucky bastard to have scored him.

Arthit looked at him and sighed, "I owe you one."

"No, just take care of Kongpob," Bright pat Arthit's shoulder, winking at him and running. Watching Arthit glare at him. "Gotta go. Bye," Bright screamed, laughing as he reached his office. Slumping down and running a hand over his face.

He loved them both, but damn. He was working overnight every night. He sighed loudly and got typing. "You owe me," he huffed, clicking the mouse like on a mission. Putting his glasses from the drawer on.

Kongpob continued laying on the couch, cuddling with Kongpob. Showing pictures of Arthit and him on his phone to Twinkle. Who looked at each one of them very curiously. Tapping on the screen with his paw for a few. Especially the ones with Kongpob in cat ears.

Kongpob didn't want to reminisce, he lost a bet to Arthit and that was his punishment. While Arthit munched all over him to his heart's content. Making him all red and slightly bruised everywhere.

He put his phone away, turning red with the thought. And made his heart throb painfully. Where was Arthit?

Arthit came in, looking around curiously. Kongpob would always run to him to greet him. And kiss all over his face. Searching him for any treats. Arthit placed the bag of sugar cookies and mushrooms down.

Worried immediately from the silent house. He looked around, Twinkle would at least come running to him...if Kongpob did.

Arthit hurried over to their bedroom, yanking the room open. His heart pounded against his chest. "Kongpob?" He ran back downstairs, gripping the corner of the wall and halting. He held his chest and closed his eyes.

Kongpob was sound asleep on the couch. With Twinkle beside him, keeping him warm. Arthit took the folded blanket from the other side and covered Kongpob. He took the phone that was laying on Kongpob's chest and put it aside.

He leaned down and kissed Kongpob's forehead gently then Twinkle. He smiled, caressing Kongpob's hair. He kissed Kongpob's covered belly and went to work.

He got the mushrooms out and began cleaning and cutting them into larger cubes. Just like Kongpob liked them.

Arthit wasn't a fan of watching Kongpob eat anymore. It was disgusting and sometimes he really thought he would get sick.

Pregnant people...eating pickles with cheese. Then cookies with fish. Then a doughnut with orange juice.

He could tolerate some stuff. But whipped cream on mushrooms with pickles and cheese... No normal person could sit still and watch that.

But if his face changes from happy to disgust, his puppy would get teary-eyed. And slowly put the food away and apologize for everything. And Arthit would have to spend the entire night trying to coax his pouty pup to eat more than one spoon of food.

And to avoid all of the trouble, Arthit smiled through the atrocity and watched Kongpob happily eat every disgusting combo of foods together. And Arthit's worst one to watch was strawberries dipped in spicy noodles with whipped cream and honey...

He sighed and stirred the mushrooms, adding three tablespoons of spice because Kongpob wouldn't eat without it. Kongpob was never picky...he remembered the times where Kongpob would eat his scraps...

He felt his heart throb at those painful memories and wanted to squish Kongpob more and fall on his feet. But Kongpob said if he did one more time, Kongpob would be sleeping in another room and protect his feet.

Arthit tasted the mushroom and it was spicy. He blew out some hot air and drank big gulps of water. He loved spicy foods and had a tolerance. Yet this was too much and Kongpob still complained saying it's not enough.

Arthit got the cookies and mushroom plated and started on the soup. Kongpob told him he had been craving some spicy noodles so that's what he'll get today. With cheese and pickles.

Now, this was okay. Even maybe he could eat this, minus the cookies. But God knows what else Kongpob would add on top of this.

Arthit set up all the food on the table, walked over to the couch, and saw Kongpob still sleeping. He felt the warmth bloom in his heart again as he watched the serene face.

Kongpob had been having trouble sleeping with the little one in there doing somersaults and his awful back pain. Arthit went and bought a pregnancy pillow that same night. And it helped tremendously, but not always.

"Kongpob..." Arthit kissed Kongpob's lips, pecking it each time he called his name. He grabbed Twinkle, kissing his head. Twinkle licked Arthit's hand and curled in his arms, ready to nap once more.

Kongpob frowned, losing the warmth that was keeping him comfortable. He groaned, turning his head, eyebrows furrowed. "Wake up pup..." Arthit kneeled down and took Kongpob's hand.

He kissed it, "I made your favorite food..." He kissed Kongpob's forehead and eyes. Smiling when Kongpob started blinking and moaning.

"P'Arthit?" Kongpob smiled sleepily, reaching out his arms with a cute pout. Arthit smiled, leaning forward and letting Kongpob hug him. He placed a hand on Kongpob's big belly and caressed him. "When did you get home?"

Arthit's heart swelled hearing the word home. It took Kongpob a while to accept their home as home. It was very big and Kongpob felt a little off, only using a corner of the house. And asking Arthit for permission to do and use anything.

Until he picked Kongpob up and made him very familiar with every corner as he cried out for him. Gripping every corner of the house, and christening it.

"Long enough to make dinner," Arthit nudged his nose with Kongpob's and scooped him up, earning giggles and kisses. He placed him on his lap in the chair. Knowing he'll have to feed Kongpob.

"Tired?" Arthit scooped a spoonful of spicy ramen broth and blew on it as Kongpob watched eagerly. "Not anymore," he grinned cheekily, quickly hiding his face in Arthit's chest.

Arthit chuckled and gave him the spoonful, smiling as he watched Kongpob's delightful face. "Good?"

Kongpob nodded and opened his mouth for more, frowning after the third spoonful. "More pickles?"

"P'Arthit..." Kongpob looked around, getting off of Arthit's lap, holding his belly. He opened the fridge and stared at him while Arthit continued stirring to cool it off. "Do we have cream cheese?"

Arthit stared at Kongpob, trying to not make a face of disgust, "uh-huh," he stood up, getting the cream cheese for Kongpob. Kongpob beamed, sat back over Arthit's lap, took a cream cheese spoon, and mixed it with the noodles.

Arthit wanted to cry, but he nodded and declined sweetly when Kongpob asked if he wanted to try. Not remembering the blabbering excuses he gave for it.

Twinkle rubbed himself against Arthit's leg, purring. Kongpob smiled and scratched behind his ear, smiling as he felt Arthit kiss his neck. Kongpob took Arthit's bowl and started feeding him. A lot of mushrooms at first seeing Arthit put it away, glaring at him.

Arthit ate with a pout and whined, earning kisses for every spoonful. Kongpob rolled his eyes but giggled, kissing him more than happily. Arthit washed the dishes while Kongpob sat on the couch with Twinkle, waiting for their nightly cuddles on the couch.

Arthit came back quickly, pecking Kongpob's forehead before jumping in the shower, rinsing, lathering, and washing as quickly as he could. He found Kongpob on the couch murmuring things to Twinkle and their baby while Twinkle had his paw on Kongpob's belly.

Sniffing it and resting his head on it, warming both their hearts. Arthit pecked Kongpob's lips and took him in his arms on the couch, the show just being the background. As they continued kissing and talking about their day.

With Kongpob almost close to tears, telling Arthit how much he missed him. Arthit spent the next hours coaxing Kongpob and kissing his belly and him. Biting him and squishing him to the max until Kongpob got sleepy and tired.

Arthit carried Kongpob upstairs, smiling at the hazy eyes looking up at him, laying his head against Arthit's chest and closing his eyes. Feeling his heart thud with the amount of trust and love he was being showered with.

Still coming to terms with the blessings he was getting. And for the first time in many years. He looked up as he watched Kongpob sleep in his arms. And thanked the powers above, with grateful eyes and heart.

Smiling in content as he closed his eyes, one tear sliding down his face.

 Arthit sighed, getting another phone call from work. Begging him to come in this once and just like the previous times he refused immediately. He had just been staying home for a little while and they had not stopped calling from the first day.

He wasn't going no matter what bridge or highway falls apart without his presence. If they couldn't manage then they were incapable.

Arthit slammed his phone down, running a frustrated hand down his face. Kongpob saw Arthit fuming and taking all his frustration out on the poor keyboard.

Kongpob knew Arthit was skipping work but didn't know the degree. And hearing Arthit yell at his coworkers saying he refused yesterday so why wouldn't he refuse today again made him feel bad.

Kongpob was giddy, being this important to Arthit for him to skip work. But Arthit was needed and Kongpob didn't exactly need any help as of right now. He was more than capable to do everything he had and wanted to.

He tiptoes away, waiting for tonight. Determined to make Arthit change his mind. But he didn't truly understand how stubborn of a man Arthit could be. Not even batting an eye with all the pouting and grumbling Kongpob did.

Just kissing him shut and making him gooey. Kongpob put his towel on the hanger gruffly down, grabbing Arthit's attention. He heard Arthit sigh and his face lit up.

"Come get in bed," Arthit opened the blanket for him, patting on the side. Resting his head on his arm. Kongpob climbed in, hugging Arthit. Sniffling his scent and smiling into his chest.

"Now why was my puppy pouting the whole night?" Arthit caressed Kongpob's back and sniffed his damp hair. Kissing it to his heart's content.

"Because you are ignoring all your duties for me," Kongpob murmured against Arthit's chest, burying his head in Arthit's chest.

"I am not."

"You are."

"No..."

"I heard," Kongpob whined. Arthit sighed, hugging Kongpob closer. He doesn't care if he even has to lose his job. He's not leaving Kongpob.

"What's wrong?" Kongpob looked up with his doe eyes, curiously looking at Arthit with so much warmth. Arthit smiled at him and dabbed his cheek and pecked his nose. "What is it P'Arthit?"

"I'd crumble...if I can't find you. Or if something happens. You're my redemption and paradise..." Arthit gulped a lump, staring back down at Kongpob who was mellowing. Dabbing away the tears Arthit didn't know he was crying.

"And I am scared, no. Terrified to come back to an empty home again..." Arthit stuttered, closing his eyes and pulling Kongpob closer. "I won't be able to..."

Kongpob hugged Arthit's tight, feeling the slow tremors. Whether it was him or Arthit who was shaking. "I won't ever leave..." Kongpob looked up smiling, poking his dimple.

"And I will send you pictures upon pictures of me doing everything to ease you," Arthit scrunched up his nose, giggling, and poked Arthit's nose. Nudging his nose with his own after. "AND I know you are capable."

Arthit tilted his head and Kongpob gave him a teasing smile. Arthit gaped, giving Kongpob a blank stare, knowing something was coming his way.

"I know how capable you are of dragging me back if I disappear..." Kongpob batted his lashes, smiling up at Arthit.

Arthit stared at him blankly, not caressing his back anymore. "You are the first owner to be so loyal to your puppy," Kongpob giggled. His face glowing with a small rosy tint.

Kongpob leaned forward and kissed Arthit's nose, nudging it with his own again. Still giggling to his heart's content, melting Arthit's insides.

Arthit hummed, while Kongpob wrapped his arms around Arthit's neck. Tilting his head and smiling widely. Arthit leaned down and sniffed Kongpob's hair and behind his ear, "wanna watch this master lick his puppy? And prove his loyalty?"

Arthit licked Kongpob's ear, his tongue swirling around. The warm flesh lapping over the heated, burning skin. Licking from his ear to his jaw. Nipping his neck and licking it.

Kongpob gasped, gripping Arthit's arms moaning. Feeling his head swirl with the softest touches. Wanting to cry from frustration for not getting more than laughing from the way Arthit's breath and nose tickled him.

Arthit licked and kissed Kongpob's lips, licking them before touching them together. Soft stroked up and down. Swallowing each other's needy groans and cries.

Arthit could feel the air getting hotter, knowing if he didn't pull away now, he couldn't do it. He wanted Kongpob, needed him so badly. But he refused to stress Kongpob and their baby. He couldn't bear something happening to Kongpob.

Arthit parts with ragged breaths, his chest heaving. Both flushed and with hazy, lidded eyes. Kongpob closed his eyes, feeling Arthit come over him, his struggled breaths hitting his burning skin.

Arthit parted after pressing a soft kiss to Kongpob's forehead, pushing away with great trouble. Rushing to the bathroom to cool off, to get a grip on his restraints.

Breathing irregularly as he gripped the sink and listened to the broken sobs coming from outside the bathroom door.

He gripped his hair, sighing loudly. No, he wasn't giving in. It was for Kongpob's good. No matter how sad he was now, it was for his good.

Arthit went back to bed to find Kongpob staring blankly at the ceiling, snuggling into his arms as soon as Arthit laid in bed. Putting one leg over him and placing Arthit's arm over his side, cozying himself up against Arthit.

Arthit smiled, doing everything that made Kongpob comfortable, pulling Kongpob into his arms with pleasure and closing his eyes. Kissing Kongpob's teary face and apologizing.

Arthit frowned, turning around. Feeling cold and bare without his human blanket snuggling up to him. He blinked his eyes, looking around. Immediately jolting up and jumping out of bed, finding the bed empty.

Remembering the flashes of Kongpob's teary face from last night and the soft sobs. Arthit ran to the bathroom and pulled the door open, his heart thudding finding it empty.

He ran downstairs, slumping his shoulders and taking a deep breath. Seeing Kongpob running around gleefully as he washed some berries. Talking to Twinkle in an apron.

His eyes fall on the kitchen counter with six lunch boxes ready. Full with nutritious foods and some not so nutritious snacks. His suit lying over the couch, ironed and ready along with his suitcase packed.

With some sausages, pancakes, and scrambled eggs. With a small drizzle of syrup and a huge mug of hot coffee, ready on the table.

"Tell daddy for me okay?" Kongpob put his forefinger on his lips, signaling Twinkle to keep their little secret. Feeding him bits and pieces of their breakfast. And almost a whole sausage.

"He won't listen to me. But no one can resist you," Kongpob giggled, feeding Twinkle a raspberry, scratching his ear. Murmuring more things to Twinkle.

Twinkle sat near Kongpob, watching him as he washed the dozens of dishes. Walking in between Kongpob's legs and rubbing himself on his leg. Purring in delight, a thank you for his breakfast.

Arthit watched the entire interaction, blankly. Clenching and unclenching his jaws and fists, trembling from head to toe. Unable to tear his gaze away from the joyful being, cooking, and cleaning. Being so domesticated.

Kongpob comes around to the table, placing the bowl full of fresh berries next to the warm breakfast, looking over and instantly smiling brightly.

Almost running over to Arthit and raising on his toes. Placing a chaste kiss on Arthit's lips. "Good morning Bhow," Kongpob cupped Arthit's face, dabbing his thumb across Arthit's cheek.

"Did you sleep well?" Arthit wrapped his hand around Kongpob's, giving a small nod. "I will miss you so much, Bhow..." Kongpob stared at Arthit, silently. Neither willing to break the comfortable silence.

Kongpob lowered Arthit's head and kissed his forehead, his lips lingering. And he placed another kiss, smiling sweetly. Turning back and slowly walking to the table. "I made breakfast. You have to eat all the berries."

Arthit didn't hear the rest of Kongpob's lecture about healthy foods and good habits as he pinched the bridge of his nose and drew in a breath. All his self restraints snapping and flying out the window in a millisecond.

Arthit took three long strides towards Kongpob who was still rambling and unaware of Arthit's dilemma and grabbed his wrists. Turning him around and pulling him closer.

Kongpob gasped, banging into Arthit's chest, very surprised with the sudden attack. And looked up at Arthit, giving the look that always shook Arthit to the core.

Arthit leaned down, "are you testing me?" Arthit pushed Kongpob to the nearby wall, caging him between his arms. Kongpob trembles, not feeling the dominating aura for so long. Suffocating him with anticipation.

Kongpob wiggles and writhes as Arthit breathes down his neck, licking him. Biting a little on the soft flesh and licking from neck all the way to his cheek. While Kongpob trembles, holding onto Arthit as a lifeline.

"You have work," Kongpob clutched onto Arthit's shirt, while Arthit hummed. "Yes, I've been ignoring my work from long... When did you grow so beautiful? I missed so much..." Arthit sniffled Kongpob's neck. "Now I need to make up for all the left-out works."

"P'Arthit...the food," Kongpob looked behind Arthit, trying to wiggle his way out. "You...should eat."

Arthit hummed again, stroking their lips together, whispering against Kongpob's. "I'm getting my fill just fine."

Kongpob looked up at him wide-eyed, opening his mouth for protests as he was scooped up and shut up. Carried to their bedroom, moaning into Arthit's mouth as he shut the door with his foot.

Telling Twinkle that papa and daddy are busy for the moment. Twinkle walked away after scratching at the door a little while. He was no one who begged. They'd come for his presence soon.

Not batting an eye as Kongpob's cries echoed in the big, silent home. Curled up and sleeping under Kongpob's favorite blanket, not minding the owner of it crying his lungs out. While the other voice shushed and kissed him shut.

Arthit stared at the exhausted and limp body, sprawled on their bed. Looking beyond exhausted, to the point where he was nervous. Cursing himself for the lack of control.

Arthit kissed Kongpob's forehead and covered him up with a blanket, keeping him naked and warm in the sheets. Calling their doctor to make sure he didn't harm Kongpob.

A sigh of relief escaped as the doctor encouraged, increasing his libido and breaking his restraints with the words. Smirking at the lulled face, "oh puppy..."

Arthit left every morning, leaving a note telling Kongpob to call as soon as he woke. And send him pictures as promised.

Which Kongpob more than happily obliged, sending every picture he thought that was worthy. Of every snack, meal, and random poses with Twinkle because he got bored and missed Arthit.

Going far to have a mini photoshoot with Twinkle. Making him wear a small hat he found, along with some harmless jewelry and making him stand near the pretty flowers in their garden.

The teasing replies only encouraging him to click more. Even sending a few pictures to Marie who was delighted and hellbound on coming since Kongpob was alone. And it took Kongpob hours of speaking with her on the phone to let her relax.

Arthit enjoyed every picture and explanation for it. Scrolling through the endless pictures through most of the meeting, not minding the glares he received. Only smiling like a fool seeing Twinkle lick Kongpob's cheek.

Falling harder when he saw the picture with twinkle asleep over Kongpob's tummy as he attended his online classes, while Kongpob smiled widely. With a voice note attached, telling him how much he missed him.

And if it weren't for Bright who made sure he finished his work, Arthit would have left that exact moment.

And to Kongpob's pleasant surprise, he found himself in front of the most wanted man the following day. One arm leaning against the door, with a special glint in his eyes. Wiping the smile right off of Kongpob's face.

Slowly dropping the arms that were about to launch onto Arthit, feeling a sense of deja vu. Being looked upon as prey. Kongpob gulped, taking a few steps back while Arthit came in, shutting the door behind him. His eyes not once faltering from Kongpob's.

Chuckling, seeing the gears turn in Kongpob's head. Staring him down as if challenging him to run. Both fully knowing the end result.

The end result being Kongpob in bed, naked and worn out. Marked and possessed while Arthit watched Kongpob sleep. Drinking his hard liquor, thinking about nothing in particular.

Continuing to stare as Kongpob woke up and covered himself more, looking around for his clothes. Still flushed from Arthit's passion hours before, caressing the small swell.

"Where are my clothes, P'Arthit?" Kongpob whispered, barely audible, unable to find his voice. Squirming under the heated gaze, shivering even with the warm blanket cocooning him.

"Dumped them. You wouldn't need them anyway," Arthit took another sip from his glass while Kongpob looked away. Looking around for his clothes still, panicking.

"Bhow, I- I need my clothes..." Kongpob hugged himself, feeling bare. Dropping his head as Arthit took long strides towards him. Feeling a warm bathrobe being wrapped around him soon.

"This will do from now on...easy to be ready for master, always," Arthit leaned down, pressing a tight kiss on Kongpob's collar bone. Making Kongpob shiver and slaw the sheets below. Nodding with tears, knowing there's no use to protest.

He'd always give in no matter what anyways. So he'll spare his words. "Do I have a choice?"

Arthit stared down at him, caressing his cheek. Staring at the glistening eyes, smirking. "No, no you don't," he shook his head while Kongpob nodded. Surrendering. Melting as Arthit kissed his head, sniffling him.

Wrapping his hands around Arthit and whimpering before Arthit scooped him up. Placing him inside a warm bath with essential oils and soothing scents. Washing Kongpob while Twinkle jumped in the tub, screeching after getting wet.

Giving Kongpob and Arthit a betrayed look, as they both fell into fits of laughter looking at the poor wet thing. Resembling the angry grinch.