Kong gasped and slowly looked up, wishing he didn't as he met the hazel eyes... The sharp blank gaze looking back at him with a mischievous smirk. Kong felt his cheeks blooming warmly... Arthit looked unreal in this much closeness and Kong was close to fainting. What was happening? Is this even real... Knelt in front of him... In washed jeans and black Henley with walking boots... Hairs falling messily... Making him look so raw and wild... And his essence of deep woods and musk kept lowering Kong's senses.
"Hello!" He came to his senses when Arthit flicked his fingers in front of his face.
Kong blinked and looked around, realising all the attention shifted to him... No... This wasn't supposed to happen. He panicked, instantly praying for the ground to swallow him... Gulping down his urge to cry as he looked down to collect his notes... After successfully embarrassing himself.
"You should change your glasses if you can't see where you are going..."
Kong snapped his gaze at the alpha in front of him... He knows it's a harmless teasing, but it somehow broke his heart a little... Like for the first time something peeled through his perfect dreams... He gulped a lump and drew in a shaky breath.
"I am sorry and thank you for your help..." He hoped his breathy voice was audible. As he hastily started collecting those scattered pages. And he got another shock when he got to see that Arthit too collected a few of the pages.
"What is your name?" Arthit asked as he came to his feet, followed by a scared Kongpob. Who kept looking at Arthit terrified... He was so scared... In this close proximity Arthit was scaring him... Arthit is always intimidating but this felt different.
Kong felt his throat glued as he tried to take his notes... And much to his horror, the taller alpha raised his hand holding those notes over his head. Very much out of Kong's reach.
"That's rude... I asked you something..." Arthit tilted his head. Kong didn't know... Arthit was somewhat enjoying the interaction. Kong didn't know that Arthit felt that Kong looked like a kitten.
Kong wanted to answer but his throat remained glued and his voice was gone. He tried reaching up again, this time with a little jump and his chunri fell off his shoulders... Exposing his delicate features and tender collarbones of his plumpy soft body. He was wearing the lightest shade of red that day... And he didn't know... Red is the alpha's favourite colour.
He didn't know that the crazy event loosened few of the locks of his soft hair from his braid and the breeze from the window glide those locks across his dusky, round full face. That his eyes glimmered moist with the lights from the sun and the room... Making his grey eyes look clear.
"Tell me your name..." Arthit repeated leisurely. Keeping the notes out of Kong's reach.
"Auntyji..." Kong froze when someone commented from the crowd. He shrunk and looked around like a deer caught in headlights.
"That's what you are called right? Auntyji!" The same omega commented.
Kong's wish for an invisible life disappeared that very moment. When he heard the laughter that instantly followed. He looked around, wanting to cry, then back at the alpha. Not knowing how his eyes shone hopefully at the person. Hoping that Arthit would stand up for him just like he does for others... But his world crumbled a bit more...
When he saw Arthit chuckling softly along, looking right back at him. "Really? But that doesn't sound right... Am I really supposed to call you auntyji?"
Kong felt a little strong at that moment, because he can feel a bubbling cry choking at his throat but he for some reason... Could hold his emotions back. Coming a little more towards reality. He was not supposed to expect... When the man doesn't even know him... And they were obviously young and stupid... Like himself....
VOCÊ ESTÁ LENDO
It's After Dark.
FanficIT'S TAGGED MATURE... WHICH SUMS UP EVERYTHING ACCORDING TO THE TAG... BUT... This will be a Halloween special ONE SHOT, short story book... And because am a sucker for horror and thrills. This book will contain mentions of GRAPHIC VIOLENCE, HORROR...
A little snippet.
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