Cafe Latte Loca is legendary in the area. Very busy. Always cramped with customers. On the festive offer having a line trained up on the street.

Meaning there will be plenty of eyes, that will be dragged on his Kongpob. People will of course gossip about his gorgeousness. Pass comments on his sexy figure. Moreover, there will be rascals who would dare to flirt with him as well.

Finding a part-time job without Arthit's notice was a job of ease, compared to pestering Arthit to allow him to actually go and work there.

Kongpob had to settle himself on Arthit's lap. Making sure not to be face-to-face with the senior. His back was shakingly pasted on Arthit's chest. He entwined his fingers with Arthit's as they traveled over his torso. Caging him safely.

The feeling of entirety rose in Arthit. When Kongpob accustomed himself to Arthit's life. Like an abandoned cat taking shelter in whoever fosters him. Because Arthit was sure, if he asked Kongpob to be locked in his apartment and wait all day till Arthit comes home at night in exchange for having a pleasant dinner with him and a good night's sleep in his arms, maybe a wake-up kiss as well, only to be locked up again. Kongpob would still accept everything. Jumping on his feet to meet Arthit by the door, welcoming him with his warm smile.

But Arthit can't do that. Yet.

Infuriating as it may be, Arthit hated the fact that Kongpob was searching for a job. Behind Arthit. Lying on his face, when Arthit would ask his whereabouts.

It was a sign. Kongpob was getting accustomed to Arthit. Which shall never happen. Or Kong would think that Arthit forgives quickly. And is free to do whatever he wants. Maybe leave Arthit as well. If Kong leaves him, Arthit could never forgive himself. He'll have to work hard on this matter.

Arthit is unknown to what is transpiring in him. Which is keeping him on edge. He clenched his jaw, staring at the lean mass on his lap. Feeling a strong agitation scheming in him. No one can be this divine. And extremely alluring. And innocent. Then how. 

Kongpob looked down, placing his hands on Arthit's. Taking in the courage. He shivered, scrunching his neck as Arthit sniffed strongly. Like getting high on a drug.

His body was heated and wrapped within Arthit. He didn't know he could actually feel so small in anyone's arms. Kongpob licked his lip in forethought.

"P'Arthit..." Kong halted on his next words. Listening to a stretched-up 'Hmm'. Over his ear. Realizing Arthit knows what Kong was cooking.

It was his fault. He accepts that. He shouldn't have hidden the fact from Arthit. Only if he had some courage and speak out. Arthit is ever ready to listen to him, then why did he have to go against his senior? Now he could just hope that Arthit forgives him, and let him take up his chance.

"Why, Darling?" Arthit hissed before Kongpob could apologize. "Tempted to meet new people?"

"No." Kongpob rejected the idea. Hoping to turn over and face Arthit. But the other wasn't having it.

Kongpob blinked his eyes, forcefully biting his lips. He is so scared to cross paths with Knott. His elder cousin is different with him nowadays. Barely sharing a few words. He swallowed down his aching throat, remembering everything. How embarrassed he felt when Knott vengefully struck his half-eaten dinner plate that shattered on the ground when he saw Kong's arrival at the table.

Arthit dabbed his thumb on the back of Kong's palms. Holding them gently. Over time, Kongpob was also accustomed to the fact that Arthit would never hurt him. No matter how harsh Arthit's warnings are. Kongpob is more in love with him. Because Arthit is always there for him.

"I have managed my time wisely..." Kongpob whispers. "Of course with your help that is..." He adds like it is necessary or Arthit might misunderstand and think Kongpob is taking him for granted. "So I thought I could utilize my free hours and earn some money... To save for future needs."

"I can help you financially if that's what concerns you." Arthit unlocks his hands and twirls Kong on his lap. "You need not have to tire yourself for some few Bahts... That's a stupid thing to do."

"I won't be tired... I promise." Kong gives a bright smile. That explains his firm decision.

His melting beautiful smile is one of the thousand reasons Arthit doesn't want him to work. He is willing to pay Kongpob just for smiling at him. But he can't digest the thought that he won't be the only one receiving henceforth. There is a crazy load of the public who's gonna admire his Kongpob. And Arthit won't be allowed to snatch out their eyes just for this.

He sucked up the surrendering in his arms. Arthit kissed his cheek like a gentle breath. Repeating multiple times, cause once wasn't enough.

"Is it because you are bored of me? Is that the reason for you to search for this job... Cause you don't wanna hang out anymore?" Arthit tries on his luck. If Arthit's selfishness could make Kongpob back out so be it.

"I can't be bored of you P'Arthit." He mumbles, his eyes set on Arthit's muscled chest. "I like to be with you... I... I like you."

Arthit is the only one left here. People change so quickly. Knott's change disturbed him the most. The elder always used to treat him nicely. Then what has happened? What wrong did he do to Knott? There won't be long that Cavin will also be annoyed by his presence. It is better to stay out of their house most of the time.

"Then why?" Arthit pinches his chin gently. Tugging it upwards.

"I want to do this, please P... I'll follow whatever you say." Kong blinks innocently. Shrinking down. "Please... Please."

Arthit lowered him onto the couch. Sliding their lips together. Tasting the sweetness that rolled on his lips. Controlling his hands to not tear off Kong's clothes. Instead, he cradled Kong's body from beneath. Dearly holding his face.

Arthit can guess, there is more to the story. Which Kong is not disclosing. Or else how could his Lily forget his manners? This time Arthit will let it slide. Kongpob has been a good boy lately, Arthit can give in to this one thing, can't he?

"I'm accepting just because you're irresistible right now." Arthit murmurs huskily. Placing kisses on his collarbone. Licking it warm. "I have rules though, make sure to follow them."

Word of affirmation wasn't needed, Kong will accept anything that Arthit wants. Like right now, as Arthit's lips were back on him. The warm part of Arthit that parted his lips, and glided over his insides.

Kongpob blushed sincerely. Moaning and messing Arthit's head. He felt his lower part surge with heavyweight. Kong held Arthit's face firmly against his.

"I like you, Kongpob... You are mine." Arthit grazed his teeth on the soft vein under his ear. He never felt this urge to mark someone. "Don't you dare forget."

Kongpob had to bite on his tongue, to hold back his cries. Taking comfort into Arthit as much as possible. Draping his hand over Arthit's shoulder, letting Arthit drop noisy kisses in his crook.

How long do I need to tend Kongpob?

Kongpob hugged tighter. Shaking off the voice. He didn't plan on staying there forever. Only till he was able to. adapt this lifestyle. Maybe he stayed far too long that Knott started hating him.

He pulled Arthit closer. Does this caring side of Arthit also a facade like Knott's? As time passes by, will Arthit too find him bothersome? Kongpob won't be surprised if Arthit does throw him away. No one can stand an awful, poor, and rude boy like him.

Arthit parted and cradled his face. "I have found an excellent series, we'll watch it together, okay?"

Kong was red as he met the light hazel eyes. "Tonight?"

Arthit caressed his bangs. Kissing them. "Of course, Baby... You'll stay, won't you?"

Kongpob nodded, covering his face. How can Arthit be so kind to him? Meanwhile, Arthit stared down at the submission. His heart throbbed violently. He could practically do something horrifying to Kongpob, and still won't be judged. He felt the need to meditate, his thoughts are running absolutely wild. Which is alarming for Arthit as well.

Dunlo has a headache to attend this morning as he opened his cafe. Arthit. Offering someone a job had him double his duty. Of course, he was paid for that. But he wasn't ready to scare off his clients just so that they wouldn't hit on his employee.

He looked at the two fat envelopes sitting on the table. Then dragged up at the nonchalant hazel eyes. That wanted nothing but assurance that his Lily is safe.

It is the first time Arthit came to his cafe. After a few years of absence. There was a time when Arthit used to be his regular annoying customer. Then, he was so chirpy and happy. And looking at Arthit in this intimidating new light was something Dunlo didn't realize Arthit had in him. That slightly mature chubby kid is grown to be so handsome.

"Flashing your money is not going to change anything." Dunlo sighs. He needed his morning coffee very much. And wasn't allowed to move a place. Until Arthit wants. He sighs. "Look, Arthit... I understand what you mean... But you also have to understand that you are being possessive for no reason."

"I'm not here to discuss my shit... You are going to keep all those lusty eyes away from my boyfriend." Arthit points a finger. "Make sure of your eyes too."

Dunlo's heart beat unevenly. As he gaped at Arthit for a few minutes. If what Arthit said is true, then it is good though, he thought. In that year, Dunlo doesn't remember himself worrying about anyone, the way he was for Arthit.

After which, Arthit didn't cross paths with him. Now sitting here with his old pal felt endearingly good. Who at the moment was trying to be unprofessionally professional.

"That's impossible... This isn't how my cafe works." Dunlo leans back on the chair. Crossing his arms. "My employees are supposed to be as friendly as possible with my customers... That's how I'm going to increase my sales."

"Excuse me, you greedy Oldman... I'm paying you more than those shitty people..." Arthit pulls out his phone. Sending a message. When Dunlo's phone chimes up, Arthit grins in satisfaction. "Check that."

Dunlo punches his password, opening Arthit's chat. Coming across a long list of do's and don'ts. "You can't be serious!"

"Sorry to disappoint you... But I'm very much serious about it."

The owner grits his teeth in annoyance. "Why the fuck will I offer him something to energize?"

"Don't you have a heart? He'll be coming here after tiring himself out all day and you can't be considerate enough to serve him a drink..." Arthit smacked the envelope. "Does this not compensate for you to perform little things?"

"79 shitty little things, Rojnapat! Are you crazy?" Dunlo snarls. Scrolling the list.

Arthit ignores him, scanning the cafe. Which was still the same. He rolled his eyes. "Take care of the temperature too... He is not yet comfortable with the air conditioner."

"Arthit." Dunlo keeps his phone on the table. He leans forward. Arthit knows what is coming as he looks away immediately. "He isn't..."

"I know, Dunlo," Arthit interjects closing his eyes. He swallows with much effort. "I know... Just don't."

"You don't have to be so protective..." Dunlo wants to continue. But Arthit is already on his feet ready to walk out.

Arthit holds the handle, pulling the door half open. "Follow the requests. Please."

Arthit backed Kongpob against his car. After parking his car next to Latte Loca. Their bodies flushed together. He wondered why Kongpob thought he should wear a peach color tee shirt. How much more adorable he wants to feel and lure people?

If possible Arthit could stick beside Kongpob every second of his existence. But he can't be overbearing on his lovely junior. He isn't contemptible, he won't force himself on Kong.

"You remember everything?" Arthit laps his tongue on his bottom lip. His eyes fixed on Kong's thin ones.

"I do." Kongpob placed his hands on Arthit's chest. Pushing him. "Someone might see us."

"That's what I want." The elder drapes his hand around Kong's back. Arching him in his hold. "I want everyone to see and realize no one can touch you, except me."

Kong smiled shyly. Hugging Arthit back. Nudging against his chest. Feeling loved beyond the limit. A kind happiness in his messy life.

Arthit cupped his face, tucking his bangs behind his ear. He was addicted to caressing those locks. Cradle the damn face, kiss on its delicate flushed skin. Arthit placed a tight kiss on his lips. And a series of pecks as he parted.

"Don't smile unnecessarily, okay?" Arthit warned pointedly. Resting their forehead. Their breaths mingled. Warm against their lips.

"Yes." Kongpob raised on his toes, hugging Arthit's shoulder. Stuffing his face in the crevice of Arthit's neck.

Kong does feel the urge to kiss Arthit's smooth neck. Eventually backs up though. Arthit hasn't given his consent after all. At least he can hug him freely. That's more than enough. Luxury like Arthit isn't made for him, he is getting more than he could afford. For which he is so much gratified.

Arthit grinned wide, cause he can't control his lips' locomotion. "Not entertaining bothersome people... Let your colleague help you with them, okay?"

Kongpob nodded. Nudging their noses. "Call you right away, if anything happens... I remember."

"I'm just a call away, don't forget that, hm?" Arthit nestles him dearly. "God, you are such a baby."

"Why do you need this... I'm afraid you are going to be exhausted by the time I'll have you in my arms." Arthit pouts, hoping his whiny voice does some magic on Kong.

"But we are together most of the time." Kong giggles. He just couldn't hide the giddiness.

"Are you complaining?" Arthit hisses. Over his lips.

"No, P." Kong looks away. Pulling his hands back. "I'm sor..."

Arthit pecks him once more. And straightens. "It's okay... Let me take you, Darling... Yes?"

"Yes." Kong follows his gaze down, as Arthit entwines their fingers.

"You like me?" Arthit tugs him close. Taking slow steps. Viewing the small smile on Kong's face.

He took Kong's hand to his lips. Kissing the fingers. Kongpob gets happy over little things. What if Kongpob finds the same happiness with some other person?

"I do," Kong whispers. Without raising his head to look at the passersby. Following Arthit's instructions.

"You are my boyfriend." Arthit stops by the door. Kongpob is his, alone.

Kongpob snaps up. It was a statement. He blushed, gaping at the tough face. "Yes."

Kong enters, as Arthit holds the door for him. He was about to say goodbye. When Arthit yanks Kong towards him. The crowded cafe had their heads turned at the entrance. Hollering over the scene, as the handsome guy kissed his beautiful boyfriend. Dunlo has a soft smile lingering on his lips. All the happiness he felt, only for Arthit.

Kongpob is his, alone. Arthit kissed him harder. Grabbing the wobbly form lovingly. He soused, dipping his tongue into the heated sensuality.

Kongpob quivered against Arthit's chest. Gasping for breaths. Failing to say anything. Blushing profusely. What was that? Kongpob half expected himself to faint. His lips were hurting with all that pressure exerted on them. Until he gently touched it with his fingertips, and the way it burned, he was sure of his lips to be swollen red.

He pouted. Arthit is kissing him too much. Not that he is complaining. But. He feels shy each time he is left breathless. And Arthit grins at him in utter indulgence.

"He's off limits, Guys." Arthit walked them through the crowd. As if the customers didn't get what he was trying to convey.

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