A/N: I changed the ages of them .. Now Arthit is 24 and Kongpob is 23 .

I pushed open Arthit’s door and slipped inside quietly. He looked adorable while sleeping. His cheeks were flushed and his lips were parted slightly, letting out soft breaths. I pushed back some of his brown locks that were splayed across his forehead and shook his shoulder gently. His eyes fluttered open and he rolled onto his back, groaning.

“Good morning.” I chirped.

“Morning.” He mumbled.

“I brought you some clothes, so get dressed and we’re going to get some food and then do a couple of errands.”

“Umm…I really should be going.” Arthit sat up and swung his legs over the bed.

I couldn’t help, but notice how tight my shirt was across his chest and I could clearly see he was fit. Now that he had showered his curls were lighter, curlier, and fluffier. He was even more attractive than I originally thought.

“You’re not going anywhere.” I crossed my arms over my chest and turned my sass on. “This is your new home.”

“You’re making it sound like I’m some kind of stray cat!” Arthit glared at me.

My face softened and guilt flooded through me. Did he really think I thought he was a stray cat?

“No, that’s not what I meant Arthit. I just don’t want you to go back to living on that park bench again.” I sat on the bed beside him.

“Why do you care?” He sniffed, and I realized a tear had fallen from his eyes.

I felt a pang in my chest and wrapped an arm around his shoulder. He might be year older than me and he is taller than me. He leaned his head on my shoulder and his curls tickled my neck. It was then that I noticed how skinny he was. Didn’t this boy eat?

Wow, I deserve to be slapped. Of course he doesn’t eat, he’s homeless!

“Because, I’m a caring person, and I couldn’t leave you out there all alone. Where are your parents anyway?”

I felt him tense and then he was scooting closer and wrapping an arm around my waist. I was shocked that he did it, but I didn’t complain, in fact I felt giddy about it. Oh God, I feel like a thirteen-year old girl with a crush.

This boy’s going to be the death of me.

“I got in trouble a lot in school and at home, and I had bad grades. My parents divorced about a year ago, but my dad didn’t have enough money to move out so he still lived with us and occasionally took his anger out on me. My mom didn’t notice because she was always getting drunk. Then one day he overheard a conversation between my mum and me when I was telling her I was gay and he said that was the final straw and then punched me in the face. We got into a huge fight where I ended up breaking his arm and then he kicked me out. I ran up to my room grabbed my song books and guitar and ran out of the door. I haven’t been back since.” His body shook with a sob.

I rubbed his arm, trying to comfort him. I had no idea all that happened to him. I just guessed maybe he had run away or his parents had died or something. I felt pity for the poor kid. He said he’s been living in the streets for two years, so that means he got kicked out when he was twenty two. Then it hit me like a slap in the face, he was gay. I wanted to fist pump the air, but I knew that would be inappropriate so I settled on trying to cheer him up.

“He was wrong to do that to you.” I whispered.

He sat up and looked at me with puffy eyes and red cheeks. I wiped away a stray tear and he smiled slightly. He really does have a beautiful smile.

“Thank you, for everything.” He smiled bigger now and pulled me into a hug.

I smelt my strawberry shampoo in his hair and smiled to myself. Okay, let’s pretend I didn’t just smell him. I pulled back and flashed him a smile. I gestured to the clothes and then left the room so he could get dressed. I was sitting down stairs at the table when he came in and sat across from me.

“Ready to go?”

He nodded and followed me out to my car. I drove us to a small café down the street bought us both a donut and tea. I set down Arthit's and he started munching on the donut. I finished my donut and tea, but he still hadn’t touched his tea although his donut was gone.

“Why aren’t you drinking your tea?” I raised an eyebrow.

His eyes widened a little and I think I might’ve seen a hint of fear in them as he picked up the cup and raised it to his lips. He took a small sip and set it back on the table. I watched in amusement as his face scrunched up and he gulped.

“You don’t have to pretend to like tea. I won’t be offended.” I laughed.

“Thank god, because that’s awful.” He wiped his mouth and jabbed a finger at the tea cup.

“Do you like coffee?” I picked up the cup and stood up.

“Yeah.”

“I’ll get you some.” I walked away before he could protest and placed the order.

Arthit got up and stood beside me as we waited. I glanced at him and he was smiling at me. I felt my stomach turn over.

“So umm…where else are we going?” I was happy that he tried to start a conversation.

“Well fist I need to drop off something at the post office and then we’re going to get you some clothes.” I smiled at the girl who slid Arthit’s coffee to me.

I held it out to him and he took it, but our fingers brushed as he did and a spark shot up my arm. He shoved his hand into his pocket, which made me wonder if he felt it to. I hope he did.

“I don’t-“

“Arthit,  what did I say about arguing with me?” I said as we climbed back into my car.

“That I shouldn’t do it.” He mumbled as he took a sip of his coffee.

“Correct, now what’s your favorite store?”

He shrugged, so I turned into a Elixir Cloth Line. Everyone likes Elixir and Kerrist. We had been looking for about ten minutes and so far he only had two white shirts and one pair of black skinny jeans. I watched from across the store as he picked up a purple Kerrist hoodie and looked over at me. I nodded my head and a grin broke out on his face as he walked towards me with it.

We went to two more stores and by then Arthit had almost an entire wardrobe, complete with three different colors of converse. I even got a new pair of Pants for myself. I stopped talking mid-sentence when I realized Arthit wasn’t listening to me and he had stopped walking. I followed his gaze to a pair of black Ray Bans. I gave his shoulder a gentle push and we walked to the counter.

“No Kongpob , I can’t let you buy those for me, they’re really expensive.”

“Arthit I have plenty of money and you obviously really like them.”

He stared at me for a few seconds before sighing and looking down at his feet. He’s just too darn cute!

“It’s just, you’re spending a lot of money on me, and I’m not really worth it.”

I stared in disbelief. Did he really think that low of himself?

“Hey , look at me.” He didn’t look up, so I put two fingers under his chin and forced him too. “You are worth it, if you want something, tell me and it’s yours. I don’t care how much it costs, all I care about is you.” I mentally slapped myself as the last words tumbled out of my mouth.

“You care about me?” Arthit searched my face and I smiled.

“Yes.” I said simply.

I bought the sun glasses and handed them to Arthit. He put them on and smiled. Wow, he looked incredibly hot in them. I pushed the thought to the back of my head before I did anything stupid and subconsciously grabbed his hand and pulled him out of the store.

When we were back in my car I noticed Arthit was staring at me. I turned to him, but he didn’t look away like I expected him too.

“What is there something on my face?” I raised a hand to my cheek.

“No one’s ever cared about me before.” He smiled.

I swear if these feelings in my chest don’t go away soon, I’m going to explode. How could you not care about Arthit? He’s so adorable! I didn’t know how to reply to that so I just started the car and drove to a small ice cream parlor. His eyes lit up and he grinned when he saw where we were.

“I take it you like Ice-cream?” I chuckled.

“I love it!” he opened his door and I followed him.

We ate ice-cream until I thought I was going to be sick, and then went home. When we got there I helped him take his stuff upstairs and put it all away. When we were done I did a belly-flop onto his bed and he laughed. Then, my phone rang, so I flipped over to answer it.

“Sup, my Playboy ?” I spoke into my phone.

“Kongpob! Why haven’t you been answering? We have a meeting with Jay in ten minutes! You and Arthit better get your arses down here quick! He’s leaving in an hour for his flight so the meeting was moved.” Aim yelled, before hanging up the phone.

“Shit.” I muttered.

Arthit looked up confused and I jumped into action. I ran to his closet and snatched out a white button down shirt and black slacks, then I ran to my room and grabbed the exact same thing plus two ties.

“Arthit get in the car!” I yelled running in my bathroom to get my hair brush.

I met him at the bottom of the stairs and we ran to the car. I was panicking, because it’s a thirty minute drive and we only have ten minutes, and I really wanted this meeting with Jay to go well. Jay hates it when people are late.

“Where are we going?” Arthit said buckling his seatbelt.

“The meeting with Jay got moved up and is in seven minutes.” I threw his clothes at him. “Get dressed.”

“In here?” Arthit asked, clearly shocked.

“Yes, we don’t have time to change once we get there; we’re already going to be late.” I huffed.

Arthit glanced down at his shirt before slowly pulling it off. I tried to keep my eyes on the road, but it was extremely tempting to look at his perfectly toned chest. I subconsciously licked my lips as he pulled on the white shirt and began buttoning it. I almost lost it when he took off his pants. I blushed furiously when he noticed me staring, but I mean come on, he was practically getting naked next to me, and I hated to admit it, but I could feel my pants getting tighter. I was basically eye-raping him.

I immediately started thinking of all of my turn offs and fortunately I was able to calm down a little. I stopped at a red light and yanked off my own shirt. I reached for my button down shirt and blushed when I realized he was staring at me. I threw my hair brush at him and he started trying to tame his locks. I was so caught up in watching his face scrunch up in concentration that I forgot to go when the light turned green.

I quickly sped off to the studio and checked the time. We were already ten minutes late. I sighed and jumped out of the car. Arthit stepped out and we sprinted to the elevator. When we got to the top floor right outside of Jay’s office I stopped Arthit. His tie was hanging around his neck. He saw my gaze and frowned.

“I don’t know how to tie it.”

I reached up and began tying his tie for him. I tried to ignore the fact that our faces were just a few inches apart, but it was extremely hard when I could feel his hot breath hitting my cheek. I glanced into his eyes and I felt trapped. I couldn’t look away, all I knew was that we were both leaning in. I glanced at his lips quickly and just as he stepped forward the door in front of us burst open, and we sprang apart.

“Come on, Jay’s waiting.” Aim grabbed our arms and pulled us inside the office.

“Welcome Arthit, good to see you too Kongpob.” Jay spun around in his chair to face us.