Arthit was like a mad man by the moment his house came to vision... His jacket was gone, shirt almost torn open... Hairs messed... The phone and laptop were thrown to the side as nothing was making sense to him. The camera feeds showed their house brimming with cops and he could hear his kids crying constantly... Until a few moments back... He was feeling binded... So far away while his family laid bare to more pain...

He jumped out, the moment Orion rolled the car through the wide open gates. Running towards his home... Feeling like a failure... Who disappointed everything around him...

"Sir stop."

Arthit doesn't know who was talking to him or stopping him by his chest from reaching his own family... But he tried to push past, eyes fixed on the wide open door of his home. A static ringing at the back of his head... Vision blurred...

"Sir you can't go in..."

That caught Arthit's attention... He can't go in? To his own family... Really? He snapped his glare to the side, lips bared in a snarl... As he grabbed the blue collar not caring who it was. Pushing the man against the nearby surface...

"Try stopping me from getting to my home..." Arthit hissed, glaring at the man. "One more time."

"Let him through..."

A new voice caught Arthit's attention, as he dropped the man in his hand and looked towards his front porch... Gulping down lumps, looking at the head of the police department smiling his way... The man has become very warm with Arthit and his family within the time they spent after that incident... Like a father figure... And Arthit felt dread again as he ran up the stairs. The sight which graced him the moment he entered the house, made him tear up...

Kong looked up... His arm wrapped with a bandage to hold in the bleeding. He was lucky the bullet just grazed his upper arm and he fainted because of over stress and sudden anxiety. Though he woke up in a while... Hearing the calls of his children...

And they were wailing in Levi and Joey's arms when Kong came to consciousness again... Jumping towards Kong the moment they saw him waking up. And he kept holding them close, crouched over one corner of their huge couch... Too shocked to react to anything. Just mentally preparing himself to be awake for his kids.

His shrug was open, as he sat in just his shorts and tank top. He felt like throwing up wondering who zipped and covered his open chest. Legs folded beneath his hips. Trembling from head to toe, holding his babies close to his chest... Not responding to anyone, feeling open and unprotected even in the crowd...

But then his eyes fell on that one face among the hundreds... Walking inside with messed up hair and shirt creased, wild eyes looking around for something... Until their eyes met with each other...

Arthit's wild eyes calmed down to regret instantly... And Kong's eyes turned relieved with tears... As they both froze where they were. The vacuum that formed around them suddenly broke and now they can hear everything clearly again... Everything started coming back to them... And they realised... They survived one more time to see each other again...

"Daddy..." Adam was wailing again raising his arms towards Arthit, which caught Danny's attention and he joined Adam. Their sounds made their parents feel the ice of dread that gripped them breaking to pieces.

Kong put his kids down to go to their father. but they sat on the floor instead... So scared and weak with the sudden exhaustion that they can only cry miserably making grabby hands at Arthit. Kong worked on autopilot, as he first picked Danny in his arms and looked at Arthit expectantly.

Arthit gulped a lump, looking at Kong and now that the situation was making sense. He realised the whole neighborhood was swarming their house, with cops... And Kong was not looking ready in his modest clothes. He knows Kong hates attention... And his children are crying for him... He didn't wait another second as he rushed towards his family. Never looking away from the charcoal eyes.

Kong passed Danny towards Arthit, who was already waiting with spread arms.

"Levi, get me a blanket..." Arthit ordered in a trance. Lost in the charcoal eyes which looked so relieved the moment Arthit came in vision. Taking Adam...

Kong picked up Adam next, ignoring his hurting arm and passed him to their father as well. Once he saw that both Adam and Danny are safe in their father's arms... Hiding their faces in the crook of Arthit's neck... He drew in a deep breath of relief. Finally letting the exhaustion take over him... As he gasped, feeling his body giving up...

He limped ahead and made himself home against Arthit's chest. Snuggling between their kids, folding his arms between their chests. Gasping for breath.

He gulped down his dry throat, clawing Arthit's shirt. "Welcome home Bhow..."

Arthit's lips trembled as he looked up, gulping down his sobs. Holding his family close... Thanking over and over to whoever was listening.

"I am home bunnies...." Arthit brittled, his voice deep and hoarse with emotions.

And like a habit... He received kisses on both his cheeks by his children. And Kong kissed his chin... The gesture made Arthit drop on his knees, breaking in tears. As he leaned back against the sofa, parting his legs. Kong now slid sideways between his parted legs and settled comfortably against his chest. While holding their little wonders was never a tough job for Arthit... As he kissed their heads, their faces, holding them close. While Levi gently put the blanket around them without disturbing.

"I am sorry I failed you..." Arthit cried. "I am so sorry..."

"Uncle Bobby said you saved us..." Kong whispered assuringly. Kissing Arthit's chest. Feeling safe and protected again.

Arthit stared at the chief of police, with teary eyes. Bobby smiled at them nodding. "Your security system is what alarmed us at the exact time... And the grills you put in, the heavy curtains saved your family son..."

Arthit kept staring blankly, as he hid his family under the blanket. Sniffing and going cold. "It didn't if it made my wife bleed and scared my children."

Bobby didn't reply as he gestured at one of the officer. "We need the statement Kongpob... Arthit is here now... Ready to talk?"

Kong gulped a lump, crouching more against Arthit's chest. While Adam and Danny were already lulling... He prepared himself to give the statement again... Why didn't their life have the peace that they came looking for here... Kong didn't know... But he didn't want to run from it... It's scary he knows... They faced so much since coming here... Yet he still didn't want to give up.

But before he could speak another word... "He won't... I have the whole security camera feed... You can have it for evidence... And I am witness to the whole situation..."

Kong peered up at his husband's face. The coldness on Arthit's face, the blank red rimmed eyes told Kong that things won't be the same again... Arthit looked scary... Kong knows that. He knows his husband...

"Bhow..." Kong whispered, hiding his face against Arthit's chest.

"Ssshhh..." Arthit kissed his forehead. "Trust me..."

Kong gulped a lump, dropping his gaze. Not defying anymore... Arthit looked wild, like a wounded beast and Kong knows better than provoking.

Even Bobby didn't push, nodding in understanding... He has come to like the family a lot... Like the children he lost in a car crash... And he has authority and power... So if he needs to be a bit partial and biased with the Rojnapats... He didn't care a bit.

"Come to the station tomorrow... Okay? I need to talk about the situation..."

"You can talk here..." Arthit never looked away from Kong's face, laying sideways on his chest. His kids snivelling and almost asleep with all the tiredness...

"Okay..." Bobby nodded. "Your boundaries cannot be trespassed... The security is too high... So the attack was done from outside... More precisely from the lake shore..."

Arthit didn't reply, eyes fixed unblinking at Kong's face. Holding his children closer.

Bobby after all the time he spent with this family knows... That Arthit is irrational and impulsive... Completely blind if it comes to his Kong. His family... So he didn't react...

"Monsoon is late this year, so the lake is still approachable..."

"What about the gators?" Arthit asked blankly.

Kong stiffened, recalling the huge black gator he saw swimming in the lake just a few days back... Striding its huge body out till their high guard walls... The sight making Kong scream so loud that Levi had pulled his gun out. And Arthit was luckily home, running out like a mad man... To only find Kong jumping around pointing out... Spending the rest of the day hidden against Arthit's chest, with Danny and Adam absolutely locked in the house with their pups. The memories making him shiver...

"They won't reach you here baby... The gators are outside..." Arthit whispered in a crooning voice kissing Kong's lips. "Calm down..."

"They carried guns Arthit... The gators won't matter... And by the intensity of the attack, it can't be one person..."

Kong teared up, recalling the day their Little wonders came to this world... Why? Why them? Kong was still in darkness about the whole attack... He never asked... He thought it was all over...

I want the bearer...

"Why bhow?" Kong sobbed, feeling dread gripping him again. "Why us? Why me?"

Arthit didn't reply as his breaths hitched and he held them even tighter. Not answering...

"It will be fine Kong..." Bobby leaned over and caressed Kong's head. "Why don't you go rest? I will suggest you take one of the upstairs rooms for the time being... Or I can arrange your stay somewhere else..."

"We are not leaving our home uncle... My husband built it for us..." Kong sniffed with trembling lips, staring at Bobby. "And for how long you suggest we hide? Please... Please make this stop..."

Bobby didn't answer, watching Kong hiding against Arthit's chest with weeps... Knowing he needs to work harder now... He looked at Arthit alarmed.

The loud slap resonated through the Garner household. Making Rebecca hold her cheek and gap at her husband. Looking at the rage in Nathan's eyes for the first time...

"You hit me?" Rebecca whispered, but then her eyes flared. "YOU HIT...

Nathan quietened her with another slap, then another... And he kept going until she was over the bed holding her cheek and gaping at her husband. Who was looking like a mad person, looking down at her in disgust.

"Yes I hit you... I should've hit you earlier... What you gonna do? Call the police? Go ahead... CALL THEM..."

Rebecca jolted, the look of pure hatred breaking her... She never felt so scared of Nathan before...

"Did you instigate the attack?" Nathan hissed, leaning over.

Rebecca gulped a lump, feeling scared. And Nathan screamed. "ANSWER ME... Did you instigate the attack on Kongpob and his children?"

That name made Rebecca go wild as she glared with teary eyes. "I DID... YES I DID... HE DOESN'T DESERVE TO BE SO HAPPY... HE DESERVES TO BE SAD... HE IS AN ATTENTION SEEKING WHORE... HE..."

"IS NORMAL... AND A HUMAN..." Nathan barked back, not knowing why Kong's insults riled him so much. But the thought of that beautiful bearer dying didn't sit well with him. And maybe he knows why... "HE SACRIFICES EVERYDAY TO MAKE THAT MAN A HOME... HE NURTURES AND MAKES PEOPLE HAPPY... HE DOESN'T GO AROUND KILLING PEOPLE JUST COZ HE GETS JEALOUS... HE KNOWS HE IS PERFECT AND HE DOESN'T HAVE TO FORCE HIS PRESENCE ON SOMEONE..."

Rebecca remained shocked, as she kept gaping at Nathan. Who didn't look like the man who can do anything for Rebecca. And it angered her more.

"I DO IT BECAUSE I DON'T HAVE A CHOICE..."

"YOU HAD A CHOICE I BEGGED YOU EVERYDAY TO SURRENDER AND GET OUT OF THIS... BUT YOU STAYED COZ YOU WANTED TO.... COZ YOU ARE A FUCKING MONSTER WHO HAS LOST IT'S HUMANITY..."

"YOU WERE IN IT TOO..." Rebecca screamed with tears.

"Coz I loved you God dammit... And always assumed maybe you'll change... But you... Can never love or make anyone happy... You are just a selfish bitch who thinks the world will revolve around you if you let any tom dick or harry fuck you... You hate that bearer coz you know you can't be a penny of what he is."

Rebecca went blank... As she kept gaping blankly at her husband. Loved you.... The only words ringing in her ears...

"I feel stuck... I feel like killing myself sometimes..." Nathan ran a hand down his face. "And the thought seems better than waking up everyday and seeing your face... That nightmare which I never seem to wake up from..."

Rebecca forced herself to sit and stared at Nathan. "I love you..."

"Coz there's no other man who'll kill for you... Even with you spreading your legs." Nathan scoffed.

Rebecca never felt she could be so broken by someone... But then again... No one dared to show her facts before... Not even Nathan... But Nathan seemed to have had enough... Even though he always protested, there was a fear... But he seemed fearless now... Not caring anymore... For that bearer...

Or maybe the life that the bearer was giving to another man...

"And you know what's more funny?" Nathan smiled at Rebecca with disgust. "I know it's only a matter of time that you do that to me anyways..."

Rebecca snapped her gaze at Nathan... With parted lips, feeling warm tears gushing out of her eyes. And Nathan for the first time didn't show mercy even after seeing her tears. In fact he looked more infuriated.

"If our babies didn't matter to you... How did I ever expect that anything else ever can..." Nathan mumbled under his breath, looking around blankly with glazy eyes.

"They were dead..." Rebecca whispered with trembling lips. For the first time scared of raising her voice. Knowing that Nathan will hit her again if she does... And when someone who worships you gets down to being able to hurt you... You know that you have lost your value and there's no coming back.

"That doesn't mean that you will do what you did to them..." Nathan snarled, ready to punch Rebecca this time. Kill her... He was done and so fed up with everything... He feels suffocated.

"Will you rat me out now?" Rebecca smiled.

"It's too late now..." Nathan walked away, locking himself in a room upstairs. Rubbing away his tears. Wondering where he went wrong in choosing a partner... What sins did he commit to have a life like this one...

He stood by the window of the dark room and looked out... Towards the opposite house. Chuckling through his tears, looking at the huge floodlights that were being installed around the property, with the cops car still swarming it... Even though it was almost eleven in the night.

"So controlling..." Nathan shook his head. Knowing well that Arthit is what stopped everyone from reaching Kong. And the cowards know they have to attack Kong when his husband isn't around.

Nathan didn't know why... But there was something about the air around the ever polite, sophisticated glasses wearing smartly dressed gentleman from the opposite house... Who was a big teddy bear all the time... Yet kept everyone at bay... Something unapproachable. And wild in those eyes...

And the man can fight... Nathan remembers it... Arthit can fight like a monster... He doesn't defend, he straight up attacks...

Even though Arthit never showed any violence or raised his voice. He always wanted to run a history check of this man... But he didn't want to get any kind of attention... And Rebecca always thought that no one can overpower them...

Which Nathan doubted will be the matter now... Reminded of a promise he made... And a threat he got if he ever broke that promise....

Nathan's reverie broke when his eyes fell on one of the windows of the house. Which gave a clear view of the stairs that led upstairs. his heart skipped on beats and dropped at the same time.... looking at the scene ahead....

Arthit was carrying Kong upstairs in his arms. Kong's arms wrapped around Arthit's neck, as he laid comfortably against Arthit's chest. Eyes closed peacefully... Like he was in heaven. And Nathan realised something...

That he failed being like Arthit.... To expect someone like Kongpob for himself... While Rebecca peered at her husband from the door. She can see and feel his longing, even though his back was towards Rebecca... And she kept crying silently... Her hatred only growing.

Kong walked out of the room after a shower, wearing only a bathrobe and damp hairs... Covered in moisturizer and sunscreens... His lips tinted with watermelon gloss. Feet covered in a warm, fuzzy slip on.

He woke up late again... Arthit didn't let him take any prescribed medication... He is weary of anything that can cause addiction. So their doctor reluctantly had to prescribe him natural remedies... which worked, helping him sleep better. Though he ends up waking In an empty bed everyday... But he can hear the ruckus outside, making him smile.

"Careful..." Kong scolded lightly, as Adam and Danny toddled past him giggling. They have become a menace, right after they started walking... Though it's not stable yet. He sighed, watching Tammy and Rolly circling around him to make sure they didn't fall. Kong can literally see them rolling their eyes.

But then the smell of omelette and fresh juice invaded his nostrils. And his attention went directly towards the kitchen. So did his feet... He leaned sideways against the door frame with crossed arms and stared at the back of his husband, cooking... Wearing a black cotton pyjama and just an apron wrapped his torso.

His tattoos coloured with bright neon shades... Again.

Their kids loved colouring the blank spaces of their dad's tattoos. And Arthit let's them do everything.

It's been a whole month since that incident... Arthit has turned his old, scary, controlling self... It's been a month since he left the house, working from home... Even making business deals from home...

It's been a month since the cops kept investigating but it felt like the attackers appeared and vanished in the air... With no sign... And strangely... Arthit wasn't berserk about that... Like he was waiting for something... It's scary how much Kong understands his husband... He knows Arthit is not just letting it go easily... The thought scared him more.

Because It's also been a month since they appointed two more guards and Arthit started practicing fights again... This time learning with Orion... Kong didn't defy anything... Doing what Arthit ordered... And he literally ordered...

And the first order was... Shoot anything that is not familiar and moves.

But it's also been a month since Arthit slept properly at night... Since Arthit has slowly started turning a little cranky... He snapped easily and lost his temper... But then he'd spend the whole day apologizing... It's been a month since Arthit got into irregular drinking again... Since he turned paranoid...

And Kong didn't blame him... Kong knows the thoughts of what could've happened, eats on his husband everyday... But Arthit was losing himself again... Becoming what he fought so much not to be... And Kong didn't know what to do...

Because it's also been a month since Arthit touched him... Except for when he bathes him or treats his already treated wounds... Which were now healed... But that didn't convince his man... And Kong was scared... That everything they fought so hard to build will ruin...

Kong covered his mouth, to hold in his sobs... When he saw Arthit drinking a clear golden liquid from a crystal glass, while tossing the omelette... It's morning... Just morning...

Kong blinked away his tears as he walked towards Arthit... Wrapping his arms around his torso, once he was close... And resting his face against Arthit's back... There's no way in hell he will let Arthit be... He will try saving his hero from even the depths of abyss if need be... Or jump right into it with his kids if he failed... There's no meaning of their lives if there is no Arthit Rojnapat in it...

Arthit went stiff for a moment, instantly consumed by guilt... With his wife's gentle touch and looking at the glass he was holding... And the knowledge that whatever happened was his fault... Just the way it did everyday from the last month...

He knows he is loosing it... But he can't help it... And Kong's beautiful face and his kindness breaks Arthit more... He knows Kong is giving him all the love... Being understanding... But yet...

"Good morning Bhow..." Kong whispered, kissing on the bare back.

Arthit closed his eyes, feeling the warm tears that wet his back. As he reached his hand back and caressed Kong's head. "Good morning Wild Flowers..."

"I love you..."

Arthit gulped a lump and nodded. "I love you too sweetheart..."

"You aren't going to work?"

Arthit drew in a deep breath, gulping down the whiskey at one go... Then started working on the omelette again. His muscles visibly tensing...

"Am on a vacation... You wanted me back remember..." Arthit tried joking it out. "Am here Bunn..."

Kong couldn't take it anymore. As he turned Arthit over and met his surprised gaze. Kong choked on his sobs.

"I wanted... My husband back... My Arthit..." Kong sobbed, shaking Arthit holding both his arms. "I didn't want this man who is ruining himself, after fighting so much to be a different person..."

Arthit kept looking back at the sad, charcoal eyes seemed Kong was at the last spot... Arthit gulped down lumps, then dropped his gaze. He couldn't take Kong's stare anymore.

"It's only morning Arthit... And look at yourself..." Kong cried. "You are drinking again... Have you seen yourself? Have you realised how much you have changed?"

"Baby..."

"You are scaring me P'Arthit..." Kong sobbed with clenched jaws, shaking his husband with all his might. "You are scaring our little peas..."

Arthit snapped his gaze at Kong, tearing up... Gulping down lumps... Kong's call for help and call for him reached somewhere deep, where he knows he was drowning himself... Like a hand to grab him out of the depths... A bucket of cold water to snap his back to his senses.

"I wanted my Husband back... Wanted the father of our children back..." Kong whispered desperately, pushing back. "Not this sorry piece of man... Who can't deal with it..."

"Kong..." Arthit tried reaching Kong again. But Kong pushed away crossing his arms.

"No..." Kong hardened his face. Though his heart broke looking at the desperation in Arthit's eyes. But he can't take it. Arthit needs the blow to either snap out of the shell or come to his senses.

"I am sorry... Baby I am sorry..." Arthit tried reaching back. Scared of losing his Kong. So scared. "It's my fault whatever happened was because of me..."

Kong stared at Arthit's face for a while with crossed arms. Sniffling and rubbing away his tears. "Then deal with it... My husband is a fighter... He fights back..."

Arthit went blank, as he met Kong's gaze. Who looked back defiantly. "My husband deals with everything head on... He doesn't drown himself in self harm..."

Arthit didn't know, but his back straightened immediately... Even if it was his unconscious reaction. And he tried reaching Kong again. Though avoiding the charcoal eyes.

"You are not my husband... Coz I can't recognise you..." Kong whispered.

Arthit snapped his gaze at Kong. and Kong shivered with the dark intensity that consumed Arthit's eyes that very moment. Kong gulped a lump but held his ground.

"Won't you even ask me, why I am blaming myself?" Arthit tilted his head.

Kong gulped a lump, hearing the dark deep voice... His body sings with the sound. His husband's voice... always warm and deep.

"No..." Kong shook his head, mouthing breathily. "I have faith in my husband... But the question is... whether he feels the same..."

Arthit clenched his jaws... Narrowing his gaze at Kong. He absolutely hates it when Kong doesn't worship him... And Kong knows well how to trigger Arthit, right where it hurts the most.

Their staring competition broke, when the kitchen reverberated with the sound of giggles. Kong blinked and sniffed, looking at his toddlers circling around him with fiber swords, Tammy and Rolly right after them on guard. He picked them both up... Not knowing where he got the strength to... He generally couldn't pick them up at once.

He walked towards Arthit again. Looking square in his eyes. Both forgetting to blink... Kong's eyes glazed as he pushed his babies towards their father, tears rolling down his eyes. Who took them without any word.

"Here..." Kong whispered. Making sure their babies didn't see his tears.

Adam and Danny went to Arthit more than willingly. Giggling and repeating their favourite word Daddy over and over.

"Now it's up to you... Whether you want to deal with it and be our pillar..." Kong rubbed away his cheeks angrily. "Or ruin everything that we fought for and built through the years..."

Arthit didn't reply, holding his babies close and looking at Kong silently. Something raising it's head inside him, which seemed to have drowning. Feeling his strength coming back to him. Pushing him back towards the light.

"Coz even you know that I can't do it alone... That we are nothing without you..."

Kong didn't wait for another response, as he walked away from there... Ignoring everyone... His maids, caretakers, his desperate pups... He went straight to their temporary room upstairs. Closing the door behind him. While Arthit kept looking upstairs, where Kong disappeared to... His toddlers kissing him all over...

Kong gave him all the space, letting him take solace in whatever he felt like... But it seemed like he crossed the line... And Kong has had enough...

Kong knows, though his husband never speaks... He knows that Arthit hates it if anyone looks at Kong for more than necessary... Hates it when Kong wears something sensual and walks about... Those clothes are for private moments... And Kong has been wearing those for weeks now... Feeling free...

Like that moment as he watered the flowers in their garden... Using a water sprayer nozzle connected with the hose pipe. The warm sun feeling so soothing on his skin... It's been so long that he came out... He knows Arthit will be wary... But the fresh warm touches on his skin really felt refreshing.

He was wearing a satin nightdress, with spaghetti straps and V neckline which reached his mid thigh... Putting on a lace robe with kimono sleeves, tying the knot around his waist. Wearing a slipper. His hairs flowed with the breeze, along with the fabric of his clothes.

He is habituated with his other helpers... But the new guards... Didn't hesitate staring at Kong whenever they'd be in his vicinity... Arthit has been a bit messed up these past few weeks... Kong hopes, he was successful in snapping his husband back to his senses... Because the new recruits needed to know their place.

"Good morning..."

Kong looked sideways and smiled at Roger. "Morning uncle..."

"Where is your husband?" Roger looked around... Then back at Kong.

Kong's smile faltered as he looked back at the rose bush, watering again. "I don't know..."

Roger smiled, patting Kong's head. Not pushing too much. As he walked away to do his job... While Kong kept tucking his loose strands behind his hairs. The cool breeze and the bright fresh, vibrant environment soothing his senses a bit.

His eyes going towards the sparkling lake and the white pebbled shore on the opposite side... They went boating there... They went to picnic there...

Strangely the attack didn't have any lasting effect on Kong... He didn't feel... Anything... Maybe because the new ordeal broke his past trauma making him numb... He caressed over their pups who were circling around him with whines... Clearly feeling Kong's sadness.

Or maybe because... His husband was the one more affected... And that was enough to keep him in check...

"Good morning ma'am."

Kong sniffed and blinked, drawing in deep breath that he didn't know he was holding... Rubbing away his tears. Hearing the voice behind.

He looked over and forced a smile towards their new guards. Nodding. "Good morning..."

The bulky men looked sharp in their dark suits... If not for the way they'd eye Kong... Kong subtly adjusted his robe and shut the nozzle, putting the pipe down. He needs to walk away from there, before he throws up.

"KON... KON..."

Kong felt relief washing over him... Hearing the sweet voices. He looked to his side with a smile and found his little monsters pacing fast towards him. Over the grass... And he started rushing towards them. Tammy and Rolly already close to them and circling around them.

"Careful..." Kong whispered, his breath catching with each unbalanced hurried steps they took towards Kong. "Careful peas..."

Wearing matching washed jeans and white T-shirts with their cute sneakers. Looking washed up and freshly ready. Their hair smartly brushed from the side. They looked so handsome with their bright smiles.

Kong dropped on his knees, the moment they got close enough. Taking them both in his arms with a relieved sigh. He closed his eyes, holding them close. Their pups sitting on their hinds right next.

"What did I tell you about not running on the grass..." Kong scolded, parting and glaring at them both. "Or anywhere..."

They giggled at Kong's face and kissed his cheeks in reply... Making Kong sigh and shake his head, albeit letting them kiss his mouth.

"Daddy horsie..." Danny sounded excited.

Kong frowned, tilting his head. Trying to be a mother and definitely understand what those two words meant.

"And tenny..." Adam added, jumping in Kong's arms.

That definitely meant teddy bear. Horsie, teddy bear and daddy in one sentence didn't settle well with Kong... It definitely gave him unnecessary butterflies.

"Daddy will get you teddy bears and horses?" Kong asked with a sweet smile.

"No... Daddy will take us all to a day out..."

Kong stiffened, hearing the scrunching of footsteps that approached them. And he didn't have to look to know who was approaching them barefoot. Wearing a long sleeved white turtle neck and baggy washed jeans. Looking so handsome with the boyish charm... Wearing his glasses and damp hairs that swayed with the breeze. Kong felt his throat tighten and eyes moistening, as he kept his focus on their kids. Forcing the softest smile he can, not to alarm them both with his tears.

Arthit squatted in front of them, with Kong sitting on the grass and the toddlers standing safe in his arms, busy slobbering on his neck and cheeks. As he kept his eyes strictly anywhere but at Arthit. Trying his best to not cry. And not feeling the prickling burn with the scalding stare on himself.

"Let's go have breakfast... Yeah?" Arthit rumbled in a deep voice. His soothing essence haywiring Kong's sensibility like always... Eyes never moving from Kong's face. "Then Daddy and mom shall get ready and we leave..."

"Daddy vroom vroom..."

Arthit mirrored their expression, never looking away from Kong's face. "Yes... We will go vroom vroom... Come on..."

Kong wiped his tears away quickly, blinking and sniffing. As those words registered in his head. And he came to his feet carefully... Then started walking away, holding both his kids in either hand.

"Come on monsters... Or you guys will be late..." Kong whispered, walking towards their gazebo. Being able to see Levi setting their breakfast there. Tammy and Rolly kept walking along.

"We all are going out..." Arthit muttered, walking just behind Kong.

Kong stopped, his grips tightening over the little hands in his hold. As he sniffed and looked over meeting Arthit's gaze... And his heart skipped on beats, staring at the handsome face... Eyes covered with black rimmed glasses. And Kong finally felt his treacherous tears rolling down. And his lips tremble.

He drew in a shaky breath and shook his head. "I am not going anywhere... You take them and enjoy your day..."

Arthit didn't reply as he kept staring back, stuffing his hands in his pyjama pockets. Kong ignored his blush and skipping heartbeats as he looked over and walked away again. While Arthit just kept smiling, adjusting his glasses once and staring at the retreating figure... The perfect sway of hips. Walking ahead with his whole family.

Arthit blinked and came to his senses, hearing someone clearing their throat just behind... He looked over and couldn't help but chuckle.... He felt fresh after so long... Getting the blow from his wife in the morning... And now looking at roger holding a bunch of homegrown pink roses in his hand... The feelings made him feel like a weight lifted off his shoulders.

"You'll need them after hurting him so much..." Roger approached the roses towards Arthit.

Arthit scratched the back of his head with a smile and took the roses. He normally dislikes someone interfering with his family matters... But there was just something special about Roger... "Thanks Roger..."

"You are welcome son..." Roger smiled. "Also... Sometimes... Just building a wall around doesn't make you or your loved ones feel protected... Sometimes it's all about the feelings of safety..."

Arthit listened closely without a word... Looking deep into Roger's eyes.

"And to build that sense of safety... You need to open your eyes and heart... Observe closely... Then maybe you will actually protect..."

Arthit nodded, dropping his gaze. Holding the bunch of roses next to him. Roger patted his shoulder and walked away. Arthit sighed deeply... Blinking and looking around... Then his gaze fell on his newly recruited guards. Arthit didn't mind first as he started walking back to his family. But then he stopped on his track, slowly looking over his shoulder again.

He observed his guards one more time... And tilted his head... He followed their stare and his jaws instantly clenched realising what they were looking at. Arthit's face went blank and poked the insides of his cheek, narrowing his eyes at them...

Did he really go that blind?

Where are you Bhow?

Arthit closed his eyes with clenched jaws, his grip tightening over the roses.

Kong served crushed cereals and warm milk to Adam and Danny... Preparing a plate of breakfast in front of the centre chair. Pouring apple juice in a glass next to the plate, tucking on his flowing hair.

"Kon nom nom..." Adam raised a spoonful of milk... Though he spilled the whole thing over the table.

Kong smiled, leaning down and taking the empty spoon in his mouth with a smile. Licking on it and making sure he appreciated his kids efforts. Following the same gesture with Danny.

He stiffened as he felt the empty chair being pulled and someone occupying it. He gulped a lump and didn't look anywhere... Not even in the mood to eat... He didn't serve his food either. Just made sure his husband and kids had their plates full.

"Where's your breakfast?" Arthit asked softly, eyes fixed on his beautiful wife.

Kong stiffened and gulped down lumps, shaking from head to toe. Knowing Arthit goes berserk if Kong takes his health for granted. But he really didn't want to eat.

"I am not hungry..." Kong uttered, avoiding Arthit's eyes and the tremble in his voice.

And he can feel Arthit's temper even without looking at him... And Kong felt like home... This past few weeks, Arthit wasn't Arthit... The passionate, ever territorial, controlling Arthit... Arthit was a shell... But the sudden change of things back to normal... Made Kong feel safe again... With his husband.

"Finish up little monsters... Mom is gonna rest." Kong needed to be out of there... He wants sleep.

He took one step towards the exit and gasped, feeling a strong arm wrap around his waist as he was turned over... Making him arch and fold his arm between their chests. As he blushed meeting his husband's gaze with parted lips and ragged breaths. Slowly crumbling with the deep, dark hazel eyes that looked back at him.

"Baby..." Arthit uttered gently, with a smile. But the dimples made Kong shudder... Terrifying him... Coz the smile never reached Arthit's eyes. "Let's sit down and finish our breakfast okay?"

Kong's lips trembled as he kept looking back at Arthit's eyes. He drew in a shaky breath and shook his head. "I am not hungry..."

Arthit smiled wider and Kong whimpered when he tilted his head... Leaning his face closer to Kong. "Say that again..."

Kong instantly felt glue sticking in his throat... He wanted to say back, but those eyes crumbled him like always. As he clawed Arthit's chest, trying to force out those words... But he couldn't.

"Come on sweetheart..." Arthit raised his brows, smiling still and encouraging Kong to continue. His hand pulling Kong's body possessively in his territorial claw. Arching him more... "Say that one more time..."

Kong couldn't take it, as he dropped his gaze and gnawed his lips... Feeling tears rolling down his eyes. The defiance he felt now wet his cheeks, as he snivelled shaking from head to toe.

"That's what I thought." Arthit whispered, his smile never faltering. As he kissed Kong's forehead. "We are finishing our breakfast right?"

Kong whimpered, but never spoke a word... Crouching smaller in Arthit's arms... Basking in the warmth. And he remained to be so as Arthit made him sit sideways on a chair. Where he clenched his fingers together over his lap and sat like a mouse.

Arthit took the plate served for him and squatted in front of Kong. Holding the plate up for him. "Eat..."

Kong was too frozen to make sense of anything, as he kept sitting without any movement. Missing the way Arthit's face kept going blank each passing second.

"Eat..." Arthit hissed with clenched jaws.

Kong jolted, coming to his senses as he instantly grabbed the spoon and started eating whatever was served on the plate, choking on his sobs... That Arthit was holding for him... His other hand held the roses, rested on the chair next to Kong's thigh.

"Here... Finish up Wild Flowers." Arthit put away the plate and held a glass of juice for Kong.

Kong didn't defy... As he finished the whole glass. Just like Adam and Danny finished as fast as they could... Feeling their father's change in mood. Which Orion for some reason found cute... Them trying to impress their father...

Arthit never raised his voice at them... Or hands... But yet the amount of respect they have for their father... Husband... Is incredible...

"That's a good thing..." Arthit praised, putting away the empty cutlery. "Now... here... For you..."

Kong stared at the bunch of roses that Arthit held up for him... Kong snivelled and slowly looked up, meeting his husband's gaze... The warmth in those eyes, made his lips tremble... How can he ever defy this man? How...

"I am sorry..." Arthit whispered with tender eyes, tilting his head. like this wasn't the same man who scared Kong just moments back. "Please?"

Kong sniffed, rubbing his face and took the roses, but then looked away... Refusing to accept Arthit that very moment. Arthit just smiled, staring at the beautiful avoiding face... At least his gift was accepted...

Kong jumped to his feet, ready to walk away....with Arthit still squatting in front of Kong. Hands on each side of Kong's thighs over the table... Blocking his way out... Arthit didn't get up to his feet, eyes fixed on the smooth, dusky thighs. As he slowly looked up over his lashes. Thankful with the wind blowing and swaying the dress... Giving him a little sneak peak... Which infuriated him and excited him at the same time...

Kong can feel it... As he blushed and held the dress down from flowing. Feeling his toes curling inside the slippers. He whimpered, turning his face away and dropping his gaze. Clawing the fabric of his dress. When Arthit put his hands over the back of Kong's thighs.... Sniffing his skin, tracing his nose up his thigh.

Kong snapped his gaze around with a blush... Roger was working at a distance... Orion and the other two were keeping their eyes out... Levy and Joey were around as well. Adam and Danny were busy babbling to each other.

"P'Arthit..." Kong whispered, trying to push Arthit's head away. "Someone will see..."

Arthit nibbled over his thigh in reply, making Kong gasp with shudder.. feeling the molten needles prickling his skin. His knees buckled and he dropped back on the chair... The movement flowing the fabric of the dress over Arthit's head... Hiding it... With Arthit holding over his buttocks. Kong clawed on his shoulders, shuddering and gnawing his lips... With his husband licking and sucking over his skin.

"P'Arthit please..." Kong pleaded, trying to hold in his whimpers. Looking at the lump under the fabric of his dress over his thighs...

Arthit pulled his head out, the soft fabric brushing down his face... Messing his hair a little... Giving him the dark edge with the single lock that fell over his forehead.

Kong dropped his gaze with ragged breaths, his heart skipping on constant beats.

Arthit raised on his knees, coming closer this time. Hands gripping the edge of the chair on either side of Kong's thighs. And face close to his wife... Who tightened his thighs and clawed his shoulders, crouching like a small mouse and Arthit instantly felt home... He was missing it with his self remorse...

"Won't you give me company?" Arthit whispered against Kong's lips, his warm breaths tickling Kong's face. With the soft essence of peppermint and lingering alcohol. "I mean I haven't had my breakfast yet..."

Kong broke in sobs, feeling himself surrendering as he clawed Arthit's chest over the fabric of his tshirt. Choking on his breaths.

"I hate you..." Kong whispered, shaking his head. Never raising his eyes. "I hate you.... So much..."

Arthit smirked, leaning closer until their lips brushed. "But I love you... Till the end of time..."

Kong moaned, as Arthit brushed their lips together in a deep kiss... Pushing him back against the chair... Kong choked on his sobs, melting with the way his everything broke into pieces... He finally felt safe... And not edgy... And he wanted to scream at Arthit for holding that power over him...

Kong crouched, trying to shyly push away when Arthit kissed his neck... Grazing his teeth on the skin, lapping his warm tongue over... Kong nudged his face against Arthit's on reflex... Hiding his husband's face in the crook of his own...

"P'Arthit...." Kong whispered, choking on his breath. "stop..."

Arthit suckled his ear along with the diamond stud in reply. Kong whined and snapped his gaze ahead with the shameful sound. And his eyes widened... Looking at their new guards walking their way...

"P'Arthit..." Kong tried to push away. Dropping his head over Arthit's shoulder. "Wait... Wait please... Someone's coming..."

Arthit bit on his neck and parted, meeting Kong's gaze... Ignoring Kong's whimper. Looking at him with wild eyes, over his lashes. Eyes shrouded with darkness... That scared Kong, making him blush and drop his gaze... Gnawing his lips, when Arthit took his hand from his shoulder.... His other hand is still over Arthit's shoulder with the bunch of roses...

"You think I care?" Arthit whispered kissing Kong's knuckles. Never looking away from Kong's face.

Kong looked away with trembling lips, tightening his grip on Arthit's hand. While Kong kept choking on his breath.

"Mr. Rojnapat... Shall we arrange your ride?"

Arthit kept staring blankly at the avoiding face, dabbing his thumb over Kong's knuckles. Kissing on them occasionally, his other hand still over the curve of Kong's butt... Watching as Kong crouched more... Almost trying to hide himself in Arthit.

"No..." Arthit uttered blankly, without blinking over or looking away from Kong's face. "Take the other car... I am driving today..."

Kong stiffened, sniffing and choking on his breath... As he listened closely, without looking Arthit's way.

"We can't do that sir... It's our job to serve you..."

The guard stopped on his blabbering, as Arthit snapped his gaze over his shoulder. Setting his cold eyes at them... Making them shut their mouth and the words that were about to spill stuck right in their throat.

"Your first duty is to listen to what I command." Arthit uttered in a chilling voice.

Kong peered at his husband's sideface, feeling his lips parting in surprise... His heart skipped on butterflies and cheeks flushed... Hearing the voice he missed so much... That authority... The one he missed in the last month... Like Arthit wasn't lost anymore... And he was back...

"And I don't encourage my employees to defy my commands..."

Kong felt a deep sigh of relief leaving his lips as he slumped... All the alarms that were blaring in his head... All the edginess dispersing in a breath... As he dropped his gaze, tightening his grip on Arthit's hand.

"Know your place..." Arthit's voice was much deeper.

The guard straightened his back with a nod... Stepping right back... Doing what was commanded... From the day they came to join their duties here... They were sure of the fact that Arthit is one of those white collars who have money... But no guts... But now...

Arthit put his focus back on his wife... Who kept rubbing his face with the bridge of his hand, careful with the roses. Arthit leaned over and kept his face close to Kong... Nudging their noses together...

Kong looked away, when Arthit tried to kiss him. "Your kids are watching..."

Arthit looked over his shoulder, to find his children peeking at him with giggles. Arthit glared at them playfully... Pointing a warning finger.

"Close your eyes... Now!"

Adam and Danny instantly put their tiny hands over their eyes with their constant giggling. Making Arthit shake his head with a chuckle... Focussing back at Kong again. Who didn't stop shedding tears even for once. Making Arthit sigh...

"You can relax now..." Arthit rumbled, kissing Kong's nose. "I am sorry... I am so sorry about everything Wild Flowers..."

Kong didn't reply, continuing to keep his stare away... Feeling like Arthit was apologising for everything...

"Can we start over? Please?" Arthit whispered, caressing over Kong's knuckles. Looking deep into Kong's face. "Let's go out..."

"No..." Kong pulled his hand away, which Arthit didn't let go of. He snapped his gaze at Arthit. Feeling tears rolling down his eyes. "I don't want to..."

"Why?" Arthit murmured, tilting his head. Kissing on his knuckles. "Why Bunn?"

"Because you are just guilty... I know you... And you want to make up... But am not forgiving you so easily this time..." Kong brittled, pulling his hands away. Which Arthit tightened his grips on. "I hate you... And don't try talking to me..."

Arthit just kept staring... Dabbing his thumb over Kong's knuckles. While Kong kept rubbing his face with his palm... Avoiding his husband at all costs.

"Finish your breakfast..." Kong murmured, avoiding Arthit's eyes.

Arthit nodded, not reacting as he did what was asked... And for some reason Kong kept being on edge... He didn't feel the vibes right...

Adam and Danny were taking a nap, in their playroom which didn't have any windows and Arthit shifted their bed there... It was close to thirty past nine and Kong was determined not to go anywhere with his husband. He arranged their bedroom again...

Knowing in his heart that they can't run from their own house... He knows that after whatever happened they should have left the house... But Kong didn't want to... He just didn't... Why should they? It's their home... And what is the guarantee that they won't be attacked again?

He pulled the curtains of their room's glass walls... And dusted the spots around his fuzzy fur bed and arranged the books again. Putting the roses in a vase, decorating them. Still very teary and tender... But he wasn't forgiving Arthit so easily this time. No...

"You aren't ready yet?"

Kong stiffened hearing the voice behind.  He gnawed his lips and kept working again. Sniffing and rubbing his cheek.

"I am not going..." Kong murmured blankly.

Kong went wide eyed when his elbow was gripped and he was turned over. He gaped at his husband who pushed him against the wall... Pinning his wrists right next to his head. Their noses brushed and breathes mingled with each other. Kong gasped and looked away... Twisting wrists...

"Let go..." Kong whispered with ragged breaths. Trying to break free.

Arthit sniffed Kong's cheek, pushing closer... Crooking one knee between Kong's thighs, locking him. Kong mewled, closing his eyes... When Arthit's fingers slide down his arms, his hands frozen next to his head without Arthit's hold. He arched feeling his body running in goosebumps... His lower belly clenched and he felt his deep core moistening. His skin burning up and muscles tightening... Feeling Arthit's intimate touch after so long...

"Let's get ready okay?" Arthit whispered against Kong's neck and clawed Kong's butt, pulling him closer. His hands subtly snaking over Kong's belly...  As he untied the robe Kong was wearing. "Let's go out..." And he sniffed Kong's cheek. "You look so sexy... Go out with me please..."

That caught Kong's attention, as he grabbed Kong's shoulders and pushed away... Which was futile because Arthit didn't budge... Just kissed him deep. Making him moan against Arthit's lips... His body almost dangling off the ground, balancing on Arthit's crooked leg... While he was completely hidden against his husband's sturdy form.

Arched with Arthit's hold around his back and butt. His hands clawing Arthit's shoulders. One hand sliding up Kong's back and fingers running through Kong's hairs... As Arthit dabbed the scalp of Kong's head, sending shudder down Kong's spine. Then Arthit gripped his hair, getting his head still. The movement making Kong clench his thighs with the way his core throbbed and he melted...

"Please?" Arthit whispered, kissing Kong's neck and shoulder either way. " Baby please... I will be your slave... Please... Give me a chance Bunn..."

Kong breathed through his parted lips, clawing Arthit's back and the back of his head. Moaning silently with ragged breaths. His whole form was surrendering... But his mind had other plans...

"No..." Kong can't forget the trauma he went through this past month... He teared up, when Arthit stopped and both struggled for breaths remaining where they were... "I can't... I watched you drift away so much that it scared me... And I can't just go back right away... You don't know what I feared these past weeks..."

Kong's lips trembled, as he dropped his head back staring up at the artificial ceiling. Caressing Arthit's hair and back.

"Looking at you getting back to your old nightmares... Left a scar... Like I couldn't recognise my own husband." Kong shook his head with the memories. "Your kids trying to cheer you and you being lost scared me...  And I can't..."

Kong quickly rubbed away his tears and slowly pushed a very very tensed Arthit away... He just wanted to sleep... He felt so drained after all the month long exhaustion just drifted away...

He didn't expect what happened next... Too shocked to even react or make a sound... Staring blankly to the side where he could, with his face pasted against the glass wall and a strong hand at the back of his head.

His eyes widened and he mewled, coming out of his shock feeling a warm strong form pasting behind his back. And  folded arms next to his head caging him. He shuddered in fear, clawing the glass in front of him. As he trembled in anticipation.

"Wild Flowers..." Arthit whispered, nudging his nose up Kong's shoulder and the back of his ear. "Do you still trust me?"

Kong teared up because he did ... Yet he felt so scared at that moment. And still very calm. Knowing something switch in Arthit...

And he didn't know why... His mind took him to the dimly lit room years back, when he was still in college... His muffled screams and pleads... And this man...

The memories made Kong's knees buckle, as he started crying in fear.

"P'Arthit..."

"Answer me..."

Kong jolted with a whimper. "Yes..."

He sobbed hearing the dark, throaty chuckle that rang against his ear next. "I love you..."

Kong sobbed, knowing it's true... He knows no one can love him like Arthit. And he also knows he can't take anyone else's crazy possessiveness like he does with Arthit... Maybe because it was the only thing he wanted.

He cried when the soft fabric of his robe's sleeves were held and the next moment tore open. Baring his arms.

"Please..." Kong begged in a breathy voice, dropping his head over the glass in defeat and fear that paralysed him. Fisting his knuckles on his sides and curling his toes. "Please... Please...."

He wept loud when his wrists were grabbed and pulled back. Twisting them both and crossing them over the small of his back...

"No..." Kong shook his head gently with sobs. "Please no... P'Arthit please..."

He felt his wrists being tied and his whole body started shaking violently in fear. His sobs kept getting louder. "Please..."

Arthit's silence and his overwhelming presence, which made the room seem smaller... Made Kong's senses go numb. And his body started crumbling in surrender... He can't defy his husband... No matter what... He just can't...

He crouched when Arthit kissed the back of his head and turned him over. Kong snapped his wide eyes up and gasped, choking in fear looking at the dark hazel depths that looked back at him. He started twisting his wrists, shaking his head violently in fear. The darkness that looked back at him, made his throat dry... The blank face reminded him of a demon he met years back... That cold blooded, merciless demon... And Kong felt like running...

But where? Where can he go without his home? Where is his home without Arthit?

His voice soon muffled when the other piece of his torn sleeve was slided between his lips and tied tightly on the back of his head. While he kept shaking his head at the cold face... Pushing away, crouching and sobbing... Now his voice muffles with the cloth tied on his mouth... His knees close to giving up.... But Arthit held around his waist... While Arthit cupped his jaws...

"Please..." Kong's voice came out as bleats with the cloth tied on his mouth. His eyes looking back at the demonic hazel ones. Almost in alarm. "Plea..."

"Ssshhh..." Arthit whispered against his cheek.

Kong froze with ragged breaths and wide eyes looking blankly ahead. Trembling from head to toe... While his husband held him. He shuddered and whimpered when Arthit licked his tear stained cheek, till his eye... Pecking on his nose tip.

"You are fine baby..." Arthit mouthed. His grip around Kong's waist and jaw tightening. "You are perfectly okay... I am here sweetpea... Your Bhow is right here..."

The darkness in that deep warm voice was so consuming that Kong started letting out muffled, soft screams. Shaking his head.

He started shaking his head when Arthit hauled him up over Arthit's shoulder dangling his helpless body towards the bed.

"You are fine baby..." Arthit kept muttering blankly.

Kong gasped when he was tossed over the bed and he fell on his side. His hairs veiled his face and he snapped his gaze to the front. Trying to slide his side turned body away from his husband... Ignoring the other part who was excited to submit again and be Arthit's forever cherished little one...

Kong's eyes widened and he shook his head with vigour... Watching Arthit pulling open the tshirt over his head. Tossing it away... Looking blankly towards him. While his body remained helpless over the middle of the bed.

"It's ok sweetheart...." Arthit crooned, tilting his blank face. And Kong knows he is doomed. Doomed to breaking...

Kong's screams came out as loud bleats as he shook his head... Trying to scamper his side turned body as far as he could... Watching Arthit pulling his leather belt open and dragging it out of the loop... Then folding it in two, holding the ends together in one hand...

Kong looked away and tried to crawl past... As Arthit crooked one knee over the bed. And Kong crouched away... Sobbing profusely with muffled screams.

"Where are you going sweetheart..." Arthit grabbed Kong's ankle, snorting and dragged his body to the middle again. Kissing his feet next, paying his attention to each little, manicured pretty, curled toes. "Lets get your husband back..."

Kong was too exhausted to even, breath or make any sound... As his helpless body laid over his belly on Arthit's lap... His wrists tied over the small of his back... His butt bare and half torn dress falling off his body. His head leaned down and falling over the bed... As he snivelled, choking on his breaths. Face blotched with tears and drool.

Arthit was sitting on the edge of the bed with Kong laying sideways on his lapérr

He stiffened curling his toes, stiffening as he felt fingers brushing deftly brushing up his sore skin... Tingling his skin with a scalding burn... As he continued breathing tiredly, feeling tears rolling down his eyes... But he was left with energy to even make a sound.

"So beautiful..."

Kong cried, hearing the voice... His everything tamed to nothingness in just the last moments they spent... His mind and emotions were blank... And he just wanted to curl himself to safety...

He can never win physically, mentally or emotionally with Arthit... Never...

Kong's tired, hurting body tensed, feeling his husband leaning over him... He fisted his knuckles, trembling like a leaf as he rested his forehead over the bed looking blankly ahead. Gasping through his mouth. Whimpering through his tied mouth, feeling Arthit leveling his lips next to his ear.

Crouching fearfully when Arthit brushed away his hairs, baring his ear. And the tickling warm breath made Kong mewl and ripple, curling his toes.

"Did you find your husband back?"

Kong slumped hearing the deep voice. He wanted Arthit so much at that moment... Felt so mushy... So broken... That he wanted to bask in comfort and the feel of home...

Kong moaned in pain when his wrists were freed, leaving his joints contracted being in binds for so long... As they fell on either his side. He  cried when his body was turned and he hissed in pain... Hugging himself when he was made to sit sideways on Arthit's lap. As he licked his dry lips and gulped down lumps. Making himself small against Arthit's chest. Never raising his eyes...

Arthit hugged him tight... Holding him close. Staring blankly at the avoiding face... The tear stains and cutely puffed cheeks and lips... Eyes glazy and red. Avoiding Arthit at all costs. Gasping for breaths. Shuddering all over. Arthit got a glass of water from the nightstand. Holding it Kong's lips next. Smiling when Kong gulped the whole glass of water with snivels. Hiding his face against Arthit's chest, once he was done drinking. Crouching as small as he can without any word. Attempting to hide as a whole. Hissing occasionally with the slightest brush on his sore skin.

"Rest a bit... We will get ready once they are up okay?" Arthit uttered, peering down at the hidden face.

Kong hid his face more with the stare, clawing Arthit's chest with ragged breaths. Curling his toes tighter. Hiding as much as possible...

And the sight made Arthit combust with endearment. He gently scooped his wife up and came to his feet.

Kong didn't respond, he just looked away when Arthit walked around the bed and put him down over the bed... Arthit didn't have sex... Didn't make any intimate contact... And Kong was so lost that he wanted to feel intact again.

And Kong didn't feel the brick in his throat going to voice out, while Arthit tucked him in the covers. He just kept looking away with parted lips and ragged breaths. Clawing the pillow his head was laid on... His body covered by the tattered piece of cloth. Stiffening when Arthit caged him over the bed and leaned down... Bringing his lips next to Kong's ear.

"I will be right back... Okay?"

Kong turned his face more away, with tears rolling down his eyes... He needed a grounding... Anything to bring him back to senses...

"And one more thing..." Arthit whispered against Kong's ear. Clawing the sheet, sniffing Kong's cheek... "You were this fucking piece of nudity outside our room one more time..."

Kong bit on his trembling lips, breaking in sobs. He won't... He won't do anything that Arthit doesn't approve of.. nothing...

"I will break your legs..." Arthit rumbled against Kong's cheek with deep, ragged breaths. "I will make sure... You won't leave this room anytime soon..."

Kong moved his hurting arms and covered his mouth, curling himself. Letting Arthit's warmth and comforting essence soothe his senses.

"You know your husband. Don't you?" Arthit sniffed Kong's cheek, kissing on it. Staring blankly ahead. His voice low and raspy. "You know how your husband feels about others looking or even thinking of you... Don't provoke me again.. yeah Bunn?"

Kong was miserable and lost... Struggling to find his anchor... And he didn't know how...

"I will be back... Rest up..."

Kong grabbed a heavily tattooed arm and snapped his scared gaze at Arthit, when Arthit started moving away... And when his charcoal eyes met his husband's... He realised something.

"Please..." Kong mouthed, gulping down lumps. "Bhow please..." Kong hid his face against Arthit's arm, nudging his face against the warm, strong muscle. While Arthit supported himself with one arm and let Kong take his comfort... Leaning down sideways. "Please..."

Arthit didn't have to know what his little precious thing wanted... What that blush meant, what those scared eyes asked of him... And he clenched his jaws, leaning closer and putting his lips over Kong's forehead.

"Not now baby..." Arthit whispered, kissing Kong's forehead. "Not now... Maybe later... Okay Wild buds..."

"Please..." Kong sobbed, shaking miserably holding Arthit tighter. "please... Just please..."

"No..." Arthit hissed with determination, pushing away. "I am too pent up sweetpea... I will hurt you..."

"No... Please... Don't do this to me..." Kong whispered, trying to grip his husband tighter. Failing right there... Arthit is strong... How can he..

"No... I will hurt you..." Arthit looked away, pulling himself away. Mumbling those words more to himself. "Hurt you bad..."

"Bhow..." Kong pleaded, trying to reach his retreating husband. Who walked away. Leaving Kong paralysed in so many ways.

Shellac was his dream... To be close to the things that he loves the most... Why is everything getting so messed up? Why? Is it his fault? He wanted a life away...

Kong hugged the discarded tshirt on the bed to his chest. Even the leather belt ... Curling in a ball... Hiding himself in the cover, sobbing aloud.

Realising... Good, bad, angel, demon, peace, insanity... Everything that is this world for him... Is Arthit... He knows nothing apart from Arthit... And now his little family... Then why is there so much between them? Why can't they just be?

"Bhow... Save me... Please..." Kong cried, hiding deeper. "Save our family... I can't take it anymore... Please... Stop this all once and for all..."

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