chapter 5

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Dear diary,

I want to bake cookies
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"Oon!" Kongpob yelled for the fifth time

"No" arthit replied

"Please oon, I swear I won't burn it down" Kongpob whined

"Not at all, the kitchen isn't safe in your hands, I will bake you all the cookies you want" arthit said as he sat down on the couch

Kongpob plopped beside him, pouting. Arthit sighed, turning towards kongpob he tried talking to the junior, but Kongpob simply ignored him

"Come on kongpob i just don't want you to do anything at all, you will only rest" arthit said

"Is it because I'm sick?" Kongpob asked staring right in arthit's eyes

The room fell silent at kongpob's question, it was indeed the matter. Arthit just didn't want Kongpob to be doing anything, while kongpob felt useless in the last few weeks, arthit didn't let him go to work and now he won't let him do anything at home either

"No, lov.." Arthit was cut by Kongpob abruptly standing up

Not sparing another glance at arthit, kongpob walked upstairs to the bedroom, arthit sighed, caressing his temple, he regretted his choice of words

Kongpob on the other hand, sat on his side of the bed with his face stuffed in his knees as he sobbed, he knew it was nothing to cry on, arthit was just trying to take care of him, but he just couldn't help him

He didn't want to seem like a burden to arthit since the beginning, and that is what it now seems to be. Shutting his eyes tight, he let out all the tears. Was it pain or pure frustration but kongpob's tears weren't ready to stop

His shoulders shaking a little too hard, his breath uneven as he felt a little knot in his chest, he felt it hard to breathe, his voice coming out as a faint whisper, not strong enough to reach arthit's ears

Kongpob tried grabbing the bottle on the bedside but instead it just fell with a loud thud, Kongpob prayed for arthit to hear it when he heard loud footsteps approaching the room

"Kong" arthit's voice ringed in his ears

And the next second, he was in his husband's embrace, arthit pulled him close towards himself and held him as tight as possible, whispering sweet nothings in his ears

"Love, breathe with me, please, breathe with me, please love" arthit kept mumbling

After good five minutes, kongpob's breathing stabled, his heart was still beating at a fast pace, his eyes red due to all the crying as he clutched arthit's shirt tighter

Arthit felt his own throat drying and his eyes watering, he held onto kongpob tighter, blinking his eyes rapidly trying to blink away the tears, but instead they fell one by one

Arthit didn't want to breakdown in front of kongpob, he didn't want to make him feel anymore worse than he already did, but he just couldn't do anything

"I..I'm sorry baby, I'm so sorry, it was all because of me, I..I didn't mean to make you cry, not at all, I w..was just trying to take care of you, I'm sorry love" arthit whispered, his voice breaking

"No oon, it was me who over reacted, you would never do or say anything that would hurt me, I..I was just in my own thoughts and insecurities, I just don't want to come out as a b..burden to you and so.." Kongpob's voice trailed off

Arthit pulled away in an instance, cupping kongpob's cheeks, he kissed all over his face, while his tears flowed freely

"You would never, listen to me, never be a burden, how could you even imagine that? I love you more than anyone and I will do anything to make you better, understand? Never think of such things again, please" arthit replied, resting his forehead on kongpob's

Kongpob nodded against his forehead, arthit kissed his nose making the other scrunch it like always, as both the males chuckled, wiping away each others tears

"Let's do one thing, you wanted to bake right? Let's do it" arthit declared

Kongpob looked at him in pure surprise

"Really?" Kongpob asked

Arthit nodded, smiling as kongpob threw his arms around arthit's, mumbling a chain of 'thank you's'

Around half an hour later, the couple was already in the kitchen, as arthit was placing all the ingredients on the table, for kongpob to grab them easily

"What are we doing first?" Kongpob asked excited

"Let's make the cookie batter first, let me help you, just a little I promise" arthit replied showing the quantity of help with his index finger and thumb

With a little thought to it, Kongpob nodded, he too wasn't very interested in burning down their beautiful kitchen with his amazing cooking skills

With that decided, both arthit and kongpob were on their business. Smiling at each other, talking about random stuff and also playing around a little with the flour, they somehow managed to prepare the batter without much destruction

"And now, we gotta bake them" arthit said placing the cookie shapes on the baking tray

Kongpob grinned at him before placing the tray in the oven, setting the time, he clapped his hands in excitement

"How long?" Kongpob asked

"Bun it was you, who set the time" arthit chuckled

Kongpob giggled at the realization when they heard the oven ping! The cookies were baked and looked

"Yummy" Kongpob commented licking his lower lip

Arthit laughed at his baby like face before placing the cookies in the tray, before turning to kongpob with a questioning look

"Chilled milk to go with it?" Arthit asked

"How do you know what my heart want?" Kongpob asked cheesily, his hands over his heart

"I live there after all" arthit replied cheekily before walking towards the fridge to bring out the milk carton

Pouring the milk in the glasses, arthit took the tray to the living room with Kongpob hopping like a bunny till the same place

"What.." Arthit was cut by kongpob

"The heirs" Kongpob replied

"Why do I even ask?" Arthit mumbled shaking his head as put on the said series

Munching on the cookies they baked themselves, and sipping the milk in uniform intervals they spent the rest of the evening, spending quality time together
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Dear diary,

I cooked! Can you imagine how big of a privilege it is for p'arthit to finally let me in the kitchen and cook? Though they taste better than my expectations

I cooked! Can you imagine how big of a privilege it is for p'arthit to finally let me in the kitchen and cook? Though they taste better than my expectations

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