" Kong and I.. our relationship isn't like that "

" what do you mean "

" it's more..understanding than physical "

" you mean you haven't had sex with him? "

" P' ! How can you ask something like that! "

Sharp looked at him utterly unimpressed

" N' Arthit. If you didn't know, it's a normal thing humans do. Nothing to be ashamed of. So am I correct? "

" its different for us "

" that's a polite way to put it. So you are telling me you don't have any desires? And that you are fine with this " understanding " relationship? Between the two of us N' , is he so unattractive that you don't want to see him naked? "

" P' ! Kongpob is very handsome. It's me I'm worried about "

" what's wrong with you? Oh... OH!!! Well you have come to the right person. Don't panic. It could happen to any of us. I have a friend who is a specialist in that area. I can contact him for you! And your secret is safe with me "

" P' Sharp! I'm fine! I'm just afraid he might not find me attractive "

" N' Arthit. Now I don't know anything about gay relationships. But I'm sure it's the same as any straight one. Boy meets girl, boy falls in love and then boy becomes stupid. So I'm sure this Kongpob is with you because he finds you attractive. Sigh.. now I miss my wife. I miss the sex.."

Arthit groaned.

" P' ! I thought you said everything changed after marriage "

" I said changed. I never said it's in a bad way. You see opening your heart to someone isn't easy. But opening your body and trusting someone with it is an entirely different story. You become vulnerable and exposed. Before marriage it's all exciting and curious. After marriage? Well I will let you find that out on your own "

Arthit was thoughtful. He had not been considerate of Kongpob. But Kongpob never complain either . Maybe he should take the first step when he returns.

He had received a text from Kongpob

I miss you P' Arthit. Come back to me soon.

He replied

Come online at 10pm from your time. I will be able to come online as well

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It was raining heavily. Kongpob had come to the stalls to get dinner. He and Arthit had finally decided on a time to talk. He was about to leave when he saw a bunch of boys laughing at a girl. He went over to tell them off when he saw it was Pen. She was drenched from the rain. She was hugging her bag on her front and looked around in an uncomfortable way.

Kongpob knew why. Her white shirt was sticking to her body and the boys were making unnecessary comments about it. She looked like she wanted to leave, but she didn't move.

Kongpob walked over to her and took off his work shop shirt and put it over her. She looked at him with wide eyes. But seemed grateful at the same time.

" N' Pen. Let me drop you. I have an umbrella . Where do you live ? "

" at the girls hostel P' Kongpob "

" Ok. Lead the way"

They walked in silence. When they arrived at the entrance to her hostel she turned to Kongpob . The way her hair sticked to her face reminded Kongpob of the time Arthit nearly killed himself running laps. His heart hurt. Will there ever be a time this girl would stop reminding him of what he was missing.

" I can go from here P' Kongpob. Thank you so much. I was very afraid before you showed up "

" that's ok nong. Go in safely . You can return my shirt tomorrow. I have a spare "

Kongpob returned to his own room. Sharing the small umbrella had made him wet as well. And he was starting to feel feverish. But he didn't want to sleep until he saw Arthit.

He clicked on Arthits name as soon as the clock on his wall showed 10 p.m. Arthit had answered after two rings.
A very wet Arthit with nothing but a towel wrapped around his waist had come to his view.
He swallowed hard.

" P' Arthit.. did you umm just get out of the shower? "

" oh can you see me? I turned on the video by accident. Give me a minute. I will turn it back on after I put some clothes on "

" no P' Arthit.. wait..

...I want to see you "

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A/N - muhahahahah

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