Arthit's POV
I was desperately hoping that my speeding heart thudding against my chest wouldn't decide to stop altogether unable to handle the shock.
I have begun to sweat profusely even though the shop was blasting cool air around from the air conditioner. My hands have started to feel clammy and I was staring at the man before me with unblinking eyes.
Yup. It has been confirmed. I am having a panic attack right now ladies and gentlemen.
"Give me that. Did you manage to pick it up correctly or have you messed it up?" Jason said grabbing the small box from Justin and examining it's contents.
"You have us running around like slaves setting up everything for you. Even then you have the nerve to question and complain" Kyle seethed with a scowl. He didn't stop with that. He flicked the back of Jason's head earning a painful curse from his best friend.
"I will thank you enough later in whichever way you want me to. But right now be a good boy and go check on the cake" Jason countered pocketing the box in his vest. Though Kyle muttered something inaudible along the lines of 'freaking slave driver', he went inside the shop to follow Jason's orders.
I was still reeling back from the shock and was totally confused with what was happening around me when I heard Justin speak up.
"God you should have seen that look on your face. Did you really think I was gonna propose to you?" Justin said from beside me with a dry laugh. My cheeks heated up in embarrassment on hearing him calling out my thoughts.
"No. I didn't. It's all in your head" I said dismissing it vehemently making him chuckle more. I went back to remaining silent as I don't want to delve deeper into that conversation which may backfire at me. I am finding myself treading the waters with deep thought and care when it comes to Justin as he had made it more than obvious that he still had feelings for me.
"I am not that brave you know" I heard Justin mutter in a low voice. I turned around to see him looking at me with a sad look that he always had recently whenever I was with him. Well he is not the only coward here, I thought with a sigh. If only all of us have the courage to talk our mind without thinking about the consequences. No matter how much pep talk you give yourself and the courage you muster up, there is this evil virus called self doubt that eats up your strong will. You dismiss the idea totally, not wanting to lose what you already have hoping for something impossible.
I looked at him again to find that his eyes were focused on the doorway but his thoughts seemed to be roaming elsewhere. He turned back to give me a small smile trying to hide what his eyes wanted to say and his mouth refusing to give away. The atmosphere was getting more and more suffocating. How I wished there was anyone else with me at this moment.
"How are you guys going to get Sarah here?" I asked Justin trying to change the topic.
"I heard Kyle saying something about setting up Natalie to bring her here" he said referring to another one of my colleagues that works in the same project as Sarah. I nodded my head in understanding. Again we fell into an awkward silence. I was looking at the doorway to the kitchen, waiting for Kyle to come back and give me some company. Jason was a lost cause as he was on the phone, probably talking with Natalie. Though he was trying to be his cheery and goofy self as always, I could sense that he was nervous.
The reality of the situation slowly started to settle in as my mind started to pick up what was happening around me. Two of my best friends are going to get married. Though Jason hasn't asked her yet and Sarah hasn't given her reply, I don't think she would have any reason to say 'No'. They have been together for nearly eight years now. They practically look like a old married couple anyways with how much they bicker and fight and make up even before the storm settles down.

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My Man
FanfictionArthit and Kongpob had been the perfect couple in the eyes of everyone around them including friends and family. People admired them. People were jealous of them. People envied them. But none of those envious stares was enough to break their bond. N...