The next day Kong heard a knock to his dorm door when he was getting ready for college...Rome was in the bathroom, so he went to check who it was...he opened the door and stood open mouthed...

"Good morning P'Arthit, come in pls.. to wat do I owe this pleasure?" he smiled..

Arthit looked Kong up and down taking in his half open shirt, tie hanging around his neck..hair slightly wet and disheveled...all distracting him from his mission at hand..

"P'Arthit??" Called Kong..

"Huh...wat?"

"I asked if u would like some cofee?"

"No I don't drink cofee nong, thank you..I just came to tell u wat the Dean said...I don't have your number so i couldn't call you.." he said covering up his spacing out earlier...
"So, the Dean feels highly responsible for ur health and was not for letting u strain urself..but he agreed on the condition tat one of us accompany you for rehearsals..."

Kong groaned..this can't be happening...how the hell was he gonna spend time with him..but wait Arthit hadn't said anything about him accompanying him..maybe it would be one of the others...he crossed his fingers hoping..

"So...wat do u say?? It's either tat or u don't participate at all..."Arthit said disturbing his thoughts..

"I agree P'Arthit " how bad was it gonna be anyway...he just was going to be at practice and they might not even get to talk...

"Ok, so here s my number..u call me when ur going to practice and i ll pick u up and drop u back after its done."

" Sorry for troubling u, P'.." Kong said politely taking the card he offered, he felt like he was disturbing his schedule and he knew how hectic the final years, that too medical students, had it...

"It's Fine, see u later...and where do u think ur going with ur uniform? Weren't u excused from classes?" He paused frowning at the junior dressed as he was, the point finally striking him...

"Awwww P' not again....pls na na na" Kong pleaded..he couldn't put up with another day of boredom...

Arthit turned around glaring at him through his glasses..."Don't u care even a little bit about ur health nong?? Here I am going to waste my time babysitting you and u want to go to class?? Can't u take medical advice for wat it is? Or do you think we doctor's are fools and just say random things??" Arthit was fuming, this boy had no care for his health.." wat if something happens during class? Who would be responsible for you?? We struggle to save lives boy, so don't u go risking it at rubbish whims and fancies.."

"Ok,P'Arthit...I... I...am not going anywhere " Kong stuttered raising his hands in submission, frightened by the intensity of scolding he was getting...

"U have my number..call it if u feel any discomfort any time...get it??anytime..and if I find out u moved from this room even for minute without letting me know nong...u won't know wat hit u"

"Yes P'Arthit " Kong nodded with rounded eyes...this version of P'Kit he had never seen..He was always so gentle and soft with him..How had he become like this? Was it because he left?..

Arthit smirked at the thought of Kong's expression once the door had closed...He didn't mean to scare Kong, the poor thing had looked terrified...but he didn't understand the meaning of rest or taking it easy...he had to bribe the fucking Dean with wat nots to let him skip classes for this week and get him to rest and allow Arthit to follow him to practice without asking any questions of 'why' and 'wat is going on?'.
The Dean had been suspicious but had instantly agreed when Arthit had proposed he would receive an incentive, if he helped him . It also helped to mention his Dad who was the trustee and board member too....Wat greed does to people, Arthit sighed..

Meanwhile....
Kong sat dejected on the bed removing his shirt buttons and flinging his tie away...he was gonna be so bored...and why had his P' gotten so angry...

Rome waved goodbye smiling at his friend's mood...he was happy atleast someone could make him rest..and somewhere he suspected tat P'Arthit knew who Kong was and tat Kong loved the senior deep down still...they just needed a little push to set them on the right track...and he hoped tat would happen soon...

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Arthit leaned against the stage as he watched Kong struggle self consciously, trying to get the ball dance moves right..he felt an unfamiliar warmth creep through him as he saw the junior flustered, droplets of sweat slipping down his now tired face...and the way Kong used the back of his hand to wipe it away and try to keep his hair from getting into his eyes, made him just groan in frustration...

Kong had sent him a text after lunch saying he was needed at practice..so Arthit had picked him up at his dorm..on reaching the auditorium where everyone was rehearsing, Arthit had moved to a corner silently to watch and wait..and now the watching was making his wait a torturous ordeal...

Not able to control himself any longer he walked up to Baifern who was supervising Kong and whispered something in her ears..she grinned and nodded her head giving him a relieved thumbs up and muttering a soft thank you...

Then Arthit told Kong "pack up we're leaving,"

"But my rehearsal s not over yet " protested Kong..

"Do you dare talk back to me nong?"glared Arthit raising his voice sternly..

Kong huffed and turned around gathering his things and stuffing it in his bag and then he just stormed out of the hall not bothering to see if Arthit was coming or not...