A perfect match?

Part 17

Sarawat was confused, he knew that Tine and Phukong were not getting along until now, what did his little brother have to talk about with his love?

"P'Tine, can you pick me up from the train station" Phukong said crying

"Ah, what happened?? Are you crying? Did P'Mil do something?"

"Can you pick me up?"

"Of course I'll come out to you now" Tine said worrying

Tine quickly returned to the car and told Sarawat what had happened

"How could you have let him go with Mil, he's only in high school student?" Sarawat yells

"P'Mil won't do anything to him!" Tine said

"You can't decide that?" Sarawat said angrily

"Why not, I'm his big brother!" Tine said

"I'm his big brother, not you!!" Sarawat yells

"Oh really, so that's how you see it?" Tine said

Sarawat regretted his choice of words, "Tine I didn't mean it that way"

"No, you're right, I need to know my place, probably our marriage is fake like the media says"

"Tine..." Sarawat tried to reconcile with Tine but he slammed the car door when he went out to help Phukong.

The ride was quiet, Tine turned his gaze towards Sarawat's face, and so did Phukong. Both omegas had red eyes. Sarawat didn't know how to reconcile with Tine, he knew his choice of words was wrong, but he was angry at Tine for not telling him what his brother was planning.

Sarawat park the car, and the two omegas got out of the car angrily. Tharn and Type were surprised to see their son, they noticed the angry faces.

"Tine, Phukong, what happened?" Tharn said

"Nothing!!" the two went upstairs angrily

Sarawat enters after them

"Sarawat, what have you done?" Type asked angrily

"I did not do anything" Sarawat tried to defend himself

"So why is Tine angry? And what happened to Phukong? leave it, I go to find out" Type said

"Type give them a moment to relax" Tharn said, grabbing Type's shoulders.

"I don't remember giving you permission to touch me"

"Type I already apologized"

Type didn't respond and went up the stairs

"Want to tell me what happened?" Tharn asked his son

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Type knocked on Phukong's door "boys, can I come in?"

"Yes" Phukong said hoarsely

Phukong, what happened? Type asked

"Please don't be mad at me" Phukong said crying

"Phukong, I'll be angry if you don't tell me, I'm your father, you can tell me everything" Type hugs his son.

"Today I went after P'Mil, I told him that I love him, but he told me that he only likes me as a brother" Phukong's eyes filled with tears.

Type's heart felt a pinch, it was hard for him to see his son like this, "Phukong it's okay to cry, it's okay for you to feel this way, but it will be okay"

"I don't think I could love anything else" Phukong cried

"Phukong you feel like this just now, I promise you that for a few days, it will be fine. Type hugged Phukong tightly "Go take a shower and I made you the food you like" Type said.