Kongpob was having a beautiful dream and felt like flying. Not far though, cause Arthit is there too. His muscly arm secured Kongpob's waist. Binding Kong in his world. Like he promised. There is nothing Kong wanted at the moment other than being with Arthit. And that is what he'll get for a very very long time. Kongpob will stay till however long it takes for Arthit to accept his heart.

Kongpob is in Arthit's arms, as the elder carries him out of the car. Careful with his movements, making sure not to disturb his small-sized boyfriend. He peeked down at the hidden face against his chest. Breathing calming in Arthit's tend. Arthit cannot argue over the fact how much happiness is brought by this immense trust showered upon him. Little by little the smile on his lips travels up his cheeks up to his ears. Which he just shakes off with a hearty chuckle.

Arthit doesn't look away from the face. How can someone like him exist? Someone so ethereal. So calm. So admirable. So...

He clenches his jaw, gripping Kong tighter. They were setting Kong with someone other than him. Arthit hated everyone all the way more. No one is going to harbor Kong the way Arthit does. No one has the right to linger beside Kong. No one will touch him except Arthit. No one should even think about having Kongpob. Then how could they? What were they thinking? And he guessed whether he was at fault. To not have engraved his name with Kongpob. They were constantly together so where did he lack? What more was needed to prove that Kongpob is his?

He definitely needs to have a meeting with Knott's family. It made him furious when they so casually presented Kongpob for money. He knows Kong doesn't have any idea how bad Ittikorn's are. How greedy and selfish. But Arthit is more selfish when it comes to Kongpob. So, now he knew it was time for Kong to introduce Arthit to his parents. He can't wait to meet the couple who made this beautiful miracle dozing in his hands.

Talking of parents, Arthit halted in his steps. When the familiar figure hopped out from the familiar car. He instinctively held Kongpob more securely. Arthit took a deep breath, looking straight into the black eyes. Which held a long queue of questions ready to throw at Arthit.

His sense of thinking is messed up and overwhelmed with uncertain happenings. After all that occurred in his life, his parents have been a constant support for him. Even after his angry actions had deteriorated their health as well. All he could do now was let them be in his life. That is everything a parent needs anyway.

"Arthit!" She walked to him in utter worry. Glancing back and forth between the sleeping boy and her son. "Who is he?"

Kongpob squirmed in his sleep but Arthit shushed him immediately, kissing his squinted forehead. Holding him tight to his chest.

"We'll take this up, Mom," Arthit says softly. As he walks away from the parking lot.

Olivia waits quietly as Arthit with uttermost attention carries Kongpob to his room. And her motherly heart is at risk once again after almost four years. There is that glint in Arthit's eyes once more, in his subtle actions, in his behavior. She won't be able to see him through another heartbreak. Not after Arthit has finally decided to bring someone into his house more than willingly. Moreover, to his room. There used to be days, where she had to dictate to him to bring over his friends. Which was of course dismissed. Olivia could see how far Arthit had moved. And if her guess that the reason behind it was the sleeping boy, she would without any hesitation kiss his feet.

Unlike the other times, she could feel the shift in the atmosphere. Although she did have the hunch of someone's presence, this was the first time Olivia got a chance to see Kongpob here. Which somewhat made her excited to get to know him more. Today was not her day, looking at her son bent upon letting him have his sweet dream.

Arthit breathed in relief, laying Kongpob on his side of the bed. Which Arthit would not admit, but has declared it as Kongpob's space. He gently covered his body with the comforter. Caressing the hair strands off his forehead. Kissing his skin tightly. I do not deserve him. He looked at the closed eyes. Dabbing his thumb on the soft cheeks. I really don't deserve him.

No, actually, no one deserves Kongpob. His pureness makes him much more valuable. Arthit bent down, sniffling from his chest to his neck. Oh, he loves doing this, all sorts of things to Konpgpob, to be more precise. Arthit opens the buttons of his shirt, while his eyes start drooling with crazy desire. As he runs his gaze over the exposed skin. Licking his lips. He's not ashamed of himself for being so shamelessly lusty for his oblivious boyfriend. But he also won't cross his line without Kong's consent. He can trust himself with that much.

Arthit is quick to get rid of Kong's clothes, covering his beautiful body with just Arthit's tee. If possible Arthit would love to keep Kongpob naked at all times. Naked and submitted in his arms, under him, above him, anywhere near Arthit. His eyes go blank just with the imagination. That will be a great pleasure for his soul, and yes, Arthit kisses his pouty lips till Kongpob trembles in his sleep, he'll do just that.

His mind is telling him to stop ogling at Kongpob. However, something just glued him there, and he found himself unable to move. And he wanted yet no more wished to go out to meet his mother. Leaving Kongpob here seemed to become a difficult task. Then again, leaving Kongpob away from Arthit has always been a task for him. He hates it when anyone bothers his village boy. When Kongpob has been so friendly with everyone. So, he won't allow it anymore, he'll stick to Kong's side, no matter how suffocating it might be for Kong.

"Mom..." Arthit walked over and hugged her tight. Getting the calmness back and the relief of knowing everything will work out like he hoped for. His eyes stung with tears. He wanted to speak further but the heavy throat didn't allow him. He just whispers, "Mom."

Olivia returns his hug right away. Her body gets crushed in the process. And she wouldn't trade this for anything. Arthit's aura is confessing multiple feelings right at the moment, that she needs to sedate her mind and consume them slowly. Think wisely to not misinterpret and jump to unnecessary conclusions.

She pats his back encouragingly. "We are gonna have a long talk, Sweetie... Let's sit."

"A minute please." Arthit offers. And smiles when she complies.

Olivia turns on the couch facing Arthit. "I received a call from Ittikorn's... And he is the boy they were talking about, isn't he? What is happening, Arthit?"

He stares at the big black TV screen. Scratching his thumbnail with the other. Ittikorn's were surely going to call his parents, he was sure of that. He wasn't surprised either, that they made Olivia feel that he was forcing Kongpob too. After all, they were known for playing their tactics to gain fame and money.

Arthit wouldn't mind forcing Kongpob too. But boy, Kongpob turned out to be an easy piece to play. Only that, it isn't a game anymore. If they were going to show their claim, then Arthit will not back off either. Kongpob chose Arthit as his comfort place, and Arthit isn't stupid to lose his chance.

"He is not just someone... Kongpob is my boyfriend." Arthit meets her straight in the eyes.

"What do you mean?"

"What in this was so difficult to understand?"

"To think that you have a boyfriend... Of course, it is a great news... If I shall truly be honest... I'm happy for you." Olivia said taking his hand in hers. "But I want to hear the full story about this... Do not leave even the tiniest of detail."

Arthit nods and willingly tells her everything. From the moment he saw Kongpob and was shaken up by his beauty. His unnatural acts towards him. That unbelievable rise and fall of his heartbeats. The longing started making its way back into Arthit. Though he neglected and neglected, how much Kongpob has started to mean to him. His needless actions of possessiveness. Kongpob's constant tears. His powerful trust in Arthit is more than Kong has in his relatives. His politeness towards Arthit, and his compliance for Arthit's choices. Everything. Arthit lastly added Reed's involvement in this as well. And softly added Kong's answer to it as well.

By the time he was done, Arthit grinned his childish grin. Kongpob is someone he wanted to discuss with her after he was clear of his own attraction. Which he so secretly hides in front of Kongpob.

Olivia pats her lap. Without any further question, Arthit has placed his head on it. Lying on the couch. No one would believe how different Arthit is in front of his parent. How much he shares with them. How much he believes them. How much they have suffered because of him. And still accepted him. Still supporting him wherever needed.

"Is he that docile?" Olivia runs her finger through his hair. "Are you sure? Cause why one would be dealing with an asshole Arthit?"

"I'm not an asshole... And yes he is... I feel so full inside when he does whatever is told to him." Arthit smiles looking up.

"That is very very very wrong of you, Arthit." Olivia tugs his hair. "Did I teach you all this? How could you even think about showing off your potential to a darling like him?"

"He drives me crazy..." Arthit turns around. Stuffing his face against her tummy. Wrapping hands around her small waist. "He is so very beautiful... You won't even believe someone can be this gorgeous... God! I've never seen such a pretty human."

"As an actress, and as your mother... I'm offended... You didn't ever praise me." Olivia cups his face, pulling him back. Her eyes twinkled for Arthit's happiness. She hopes she doesn't jinx it.

"You don't match his level."

"I'm going to disown you, Arthit." She says. Lightly slapping his cheek. Not being offended.

Arthit chuckles. Looking up at her. The homely shine in her smile made his heart heavy. And the long evening's exhaustion finally caught him. As he hugged her once more. And the tears he had managed to keep at bay, finally rolling down. He is still very much scared of being alone once again. As much as he hates to accept it, he too is accustomed to Kong's presence. Wrapping Kongpob within him. Kissing his face constantly. Keeping him warm and safe, away from everyone.

Olivia tapped her hand on his back, leaning down and hugging her twenty-year-old big baby. "All is fine, Oon... Don't cry."

"I'm afraid..." He croaks in his baby voice. "What if he no longer wants me? What if I lose him too?" 

Arthit shakes his head, damping her dress. He can't ignore those thoughts. He can't let Kongpob out of his mind. His heartwarming smile always stayed at the back of his eyes. Kong's embrace is a place of solace for the nights when his past visits him in his dreams.

"You wouldn't," Olivia said, holding back her tears. "He trusts you, he wouldn't leave."

"But look, how everyone is trying to take him away... What if they succeed? What will I do?"

"I'll kick everyone's ass away... And you don't have to worry about them... Your parents are still young and alive." Olivia makes him sit, cleaning his blotched face. She doesn't quite remember the last time Arthit cried. "But that doesn't mean... I'll allow to force him to stay... It shall always be with his approval."

"I know... I'm working on that matter." Arthit nods. "Sometimes though I mess up... I even made him cry so many times... And I feel so bad about it... But I never even apologize... And then I feel worse."

"Why would you do that?" Jared scolds as soon as he kicks off his boots. Taking angry steps over to them.

"Dad..."

"First answer me!" Jared scolds him again.

"Dad... I."

"Jared... Listen." Olivia interrupts quickly. Sitting close to Arthit. As they both look up at Jared, who at the moment was not ready to listen to any crap.

"No... It is high time, Olivia." Jared holds out his palm. She knows then not to open her mouth. "If he is feeling something he has to learn to express it as well... How long is he going to hide under his parents? You can be as soft as you want... But I won't anymore."

Jared hates seeing Arthit in tears. Hated every drop that he shed. Now, these furious ones, though, are bringing him peace. To at least know how his words are affecting his son. Arthit has to learn to trust the outer world as well. It is also high time, he must let go of the past. He can't live all his life only with his parents beside him. Jared is glad that Arthit knows he can share anything with his parents. But it shouldn't be limited to themselves.

"What were you thinking, to bring someone's boy in our house?"

"He is my boyfriend... And he'll stay only with me." Arthit glared at him. His face burned with rage. "Now and. FOREVER!"

"Oon..." Olivia cupped his cheeks. Making him face her. The red eyes made her heart shattered. "It's okay... Calm down... He is yours, he'll be with you."

"Cut me some slack, Olivia... Stop giving him false affirmations." Jared glares at her. "How could you be so ignorant over the fact that he keeps someone in the house, and we don't even know... And how can you be sure, he isn't pressuring that boy?" Jared meets Arthit's unwavering gaze. "I heard all of it, how can you be so calm, Olivia... Just look how he is controlling someone's child..."

"He is NOT just someone's child... He is MY Kongpob..." Arthit snarled, jerking Olivia's hand away. "And yes I'm pressuring him, so what? What are you ever going to do about that? You'll separate us? You'll escort him away from my dungeon?" The words buzzed his mind in return. The chances of what everyone could do.

Jared wanted to console his son. Tell him, he wouldn't interfere in his happiness. He wanted to tell Arthit that it is okay to love someone. That love never makes you weak. He wished to pull Arthit in front of a mirror and show him how much stronger he had become. Tell him that, if Jared's hunch is correct, he is in love with Kongpob. Also if that comes out to be true, he wishes Arthit would confess his feelings, and not make it difficult for both of them.

"You think you have power, Arthit?" Jared scoffs, sitting next to Arthit on the armrest. "Don't live in delusion... With someone always scared like you... Avoiding everyone because he's scared of being attached to them... After all this, I doubt he'd want to be with you... So yes, don't be surprised if he does run away."

Arthit chuckles dryly. "Run away?" Arthit stared up at the ceiling. "Then I will have to break his legs and keep him hostage."

"Arthit!" Olivia panicked, all the blood rushing out of her face. As she gaped at her son.

"But don't worry..." Arthit got to his feet, facing Jared. He leans over kissing Jared's cheek. "We have surpassed that phase... All you have to do is take care of those who try to meddle between us... Trust me, Dad... I can't guarantee their life... I'm already done with one."

Jared's skin perked up with shivers. Looking at the back of his son, as he nonchalantly walks out of his sight.

"Jared, I'm sorry," Olivia whispers, shifting next to Jared, grabbing his arm.

"Don't say a word." He hisses, glaring at her from the corner of his eyes. "He's doing that again... Wasn't once enough for him?"

"I know... But Arthit seemed so happy, talking about that boy... That I couldn't speak anything."

"He's limiting himself to only one person again, Oli... He has to stop." Jared says in his lowest voice. "Or I don't know what this time will bring."

When Arthit comes back Kongpob is half awake. As he sleepily opens his eyes, smiling at Arthit. He blushes, while Arthit walks to him, throwing his tee shirt on the way.

"Where were you, P'Arthit?"

Arthit melts each time Kongpob in his sweet voice calls him 'P'Arthit'. He strides the remaining distance and inside the covers. Hovering over his boyfriend. As the other shies away. Kongpob can be vulnerable in every aspect. Arthit needs to be more attentive to provide anything that Kong desires, except his freedom of course.

"I'm always with you, Baby." Arthit leans down kissing his cheek. "I missed you..." He kisses the other, continuing side by side. "So much."

Kongpob looks at him with his dreamy eyes. Pouring his endless love. His hands timidly raise to cradle Arthit's face. Caressing his cheekbones. His stomach flutters when Arthit keeps smiling at him, despite the sourness dripping on his face.

"Your eyes are red," Kongpob whispers. "Did you cry? Are you sad? Is it because of me?" He was close to tears. Kong bites his lips to hold back.

"What did I tell you about asking questions?" Arthit maintains his smile, tucking Kong's hair strand out of his forehead. Arthit tightly kisses Kong's eyes.

Kongpob swallowed. "I'm sorry... I just hate to see you sad."

"I'm not sad... I can never be sad when I'm with you." Arthit bumped their noses. Smiling down at him. "I'm so happy to have you..."

Kongpob blushed more. Dropping his gaze on the pale muscled chest. His heart thudded fast and hard.

"Kongpob," Arthit says. Getting Kong's attention. "Can I squish you?"

Kong giggles wholeheartedly. Quickly nodding. "But you are already doing that!"

"I want more." Arthit drops next to him. Pulling Kongpob in his arms. Throwing one of his legs over Kong's. Completely squishing the small one.

Arthit nuzzles into Kong's hair, drowning in his natural scent. Who'll dare to take Kongpob out of Arthit's life? He hugged more. Kongpob must not think about living without Arthit. He'll make sure to make it happen.

"P'Arthit..." Kongpob wiggles his hands between their chests. "Too tight."

"You aren't going anywhere, Babe."
Arthit swirls his tongue over Kong's earlobe. Kongpob's smiley face peeked up at the serious one. The glaze made him shiver, as he hid back against the chest. "And we should just tell your parents about us."

Kongpob could feel his heart coming to an abrupt stop. Gaping and silently pleading to Arthit with his eyes. "I'm not ready." He mumbles.

"Don't you trust me?" The senior pecks his lips. Lingering them. Gently biting his lower lip. "Hm?"

"I do... But what if..."

"If they reject us... Are you going to leave me? Are you gonna give up on us? Is that it?" Arthit pinches his chin. The grip around his body loosened.  "You better tell me once and for all... Do you wanna be with me or not... Cause I'm done with everything."

There is no way Kongpob wants that. He shakes his head, grabbing Arthit's free hand. He placed his wrists in Arthit's palm. He gives his boyfriend a submitting shy smile. "I was only worried about how they'll take this... You can tell me anything you want me to do... I'm not planning to make you upset."

Arthit gaped at him before breaking into a huge ass grin. Making Kongpob's heart flutter with his excellent handsomeness. He kissed Kong's fingers sincerely. Giving those heart eyes.

"If you give me such privilege... How am I supposed to disrespect it?" Arthit lingers his lips on Kong's nose. "I'll have to work hard then."

He nodded again. Snuggling into Arthit's embrace. I will break his legs and keep him hostage. Kongpob couldn't believe he heard those words.

He couldn't believe that Arthit hadn't locked him either. Kongpob snuggled some more into Arthit, as he tried to remember all those times he realized that his boyfriend had never actually done it. Arthit didn't have any keys with him or a digital lock for his rooms. It scared Kongpob as the reality disclosed. To think, it was him, who thought of being caged inside. To think that secretly he wanted the exact thing. Be handled by Arthit. Be the center of Arthit's world. Be anything for Arthit.

Somewhere the most tiny part of his brain agreed to having his legs broken. If it meant that Arthit would trust he won't be running away.