Bangkok
"I'm glad that our dream to merge the companies will come true soon" Tanapon said smiling widely while shaking hands with Mudchima Pluempitiviriyavaj, a business tycoon extending his branch in New York. They were celebrating their companies deal and another happy news for them.
"Me too," Mudchima replied tightening their handshake, "And for the kids too," he grinned.
Tanapon smiled, "Perth and Bua will make a lovely couple." He said lifting the champagne's flute to his mouth.
"I'm sure Joan already discussed with Tuli about the arrangement." Mudchima exclaimed before sitting down on the expensive couch.
"Women," Tanapon grinned. "Well, next month seems appropriate since I'm going back to England."
Mudchima nodded his head agreeing, "For Bua and Perth" he lifted his flute.
"And for Tanapon and Mudchima !" Tanapon cheered clinking their flutes together.
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It was a cloudy morning, the sky was grey but rain was yet to fall. Saint was rushing to his mother's room while balancing a tray of breakfast in his hands. He was worried of Jew's wellbeing since she told him that she was not feeling so well the day before.
Saint twisted the knob without knocking on the door first. He frowned when he saw Jew was laying on the bed bundled up in a thin blanket. He sighed.
"Mae...," Saint called his mother.
He was answered by a dry cough. "Son, baby?" Jew croaked opening her heavy eyes but smiling when she saw her beloved son.
Saint rushed to his mother's side before putting the tray on the side table. "Mae, how are you feeling now? Do you need to go to the hospital." Saint asked while helping his mother to lean her back on the adjacent wall.
Jew smiled at him, "Oh, Son. This is nothing. I'm feeling much better since I came back from the clinic yesterday. Seems like the medicine has kicked in."
"But.." Saint protested.
"Shh, I'm alright honey. There's no need for you to worry that much." Jew soothed her son.
"Do you want to go to the private hospital? If you're worrying about money, we can use mine." Saint said remembering about his saving in his bank account since he had worked there.
"You're so sweet, but you don't have to." Jew smiled while caressing Saint's soft cheek. "Our employer had arranged the best clinic for their staff."
"Are you sure? And what did the doctor said yesterday?" Saint asked worriedly.
"I am, honey. Nothing serious, just normal fever." Jew assured him. "Now, put that pout away from your pretty face." She said averting the subject while pulling at Saint's chin.
Saint smiled at his mother. "You need to eat. I got some chicken noodle soup from the kitchen for you and this is warm tea. Only then you can have your medicine."
"You're going to be an awesome husband and mother one day Son," Jew smiled fondly at Saint.
Saint blushed at that compliment. "Eat now while it's still warm." He said while lifting a spoonful of soup to his mother's mouth.
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Saint did his work as usual. He was wiping on the expensive marble top distractingly with his mind keep worrying about his mother's health. His mother could be quite stubborn at some time but he was satisfied when Albert gave her a few days off to rest. He noticed that his mother was working harder than usual even doing more over time work. Saint had advised her to not to push herself but his mother was smart to always averting the subject. Saint sighed again.
Saint was into his work when a pair of strong arms snaking around his waist, "Perth!" he gasped before smacking the arm making the owner giggled.
He was hauled onto the top before Perth came to stand between his legs, his arms were not leaving the slim waist.
Saint melted when Perth caught his lips in a kiss but pulling away when Perth tried to thrust his tongue inside his mouth.
"Why?" Perth asked. He stared at his subject of affection. His eyes caught Saint's.
Saint averted his sight away from the gorgeous visual in front of him. Perth was too much for him. His sweaty curls were pushed backwards. Light sheen of sweat was coating his skin.
"You're sweaty," Saint exclaimed. "And smelly," he said crinkling his nose.
Perth smiled. "I went for a run, kitten. That's why." Perth reasoned trying to kiss Saint smooth neck.
"I know, but..." Saint objected. He was just not in the mood on that day. A lot of things occupied his mind.
"Just for a moment," Perth bargained before burying his face into Saint's neck. Saint sighed but tilting his head nevertheless to let the man do his work, nosing his skin. Saint wrapped his arms around Perth's sweaty neck sighing at the familiar warmth.
They were hugging just like that enjoying each other presents and the comfortable silence.
"Son, kitten." Perth murmured from where his face tucked in Saint's neck.
"Hmm?" Saint hummed distractedly while carding his fingers through Perth's hair.
"I want to take you out for a date." Perth said hopefully looking at Saint gauging for his reaction.
Saint stilled. His fingers stopped in Perth's hair.
"Maybe.." Saint said carefully, "Now is not the right time."
Perth blinked. He pulled Saint hand from his hair before kissing the palm.
"Why though?" Perth asked. "Do you have any problem? You know you can tell me anything kitten." He said sincerely.
Saint stared at the older man. There was no mirth in his eyes, just glints of sincerely.
"Nothing important," he blinked lying.
Perth stilled for a while staring at Saint warily but nodded his head in the end, "Alright," he sighed. "The date is still on, but not now." He finalized.
Saint sighed softly, Perth could be so demanding. "I know," he said.
Perth smiled softly at him while caressing his cheek. Saint leaned into the touch.
Perth pulled him closer aligning their hips forcing Saint to wrap his legs around Perth's waist. He grabbed on Saint's nape before connecting their lips together. Saint allowed Perth inserting his tongue in his mouth pulling Perth closer to him by snaking his arms around his neck.
Perth pulled from that kiss trying to catch his breath ignoring Saint's noise of protest.
Perth changed his target towards his neck peppering kisses around the smooth skin.
Saint hummed contentedly enjoying the treatment. The kiss turned wild when Perth nipped lightly at his skin sneakily licking at it.
"Perth! No marks!" Saint exclaimed trying to push his head away from his neck. He didn't want to parade Perth's love bites early in the morning for all the people to see since he still had a lot of tasks to do. He had a hard time to hide Perth's love bites from before and didn't want to deal with them again.
"Just a tiny bite," Perth mumbled into his neck trying to bite again.
"Perth..." Saint protested tugging on his damp hair to pull his head away.
Saint squeaked when Perth landed a harsh bite at the junction of his neck and shoulder before sucking and soothing it with his wet tongue.
"Stop!" Saint snapped pushing on Perth's broad shoulders.
Perth didn't budge only retracting his head away stilled looking at Saint with wide eyes but his grips still didn't leave Saint's hips. His lips were red and swollen and his irises blown wide.
"Kitten," he said.
Saint winced while touching at the bite mark. He could feel the deep dent left by Perth's teeth. Well, nothing new. Perth was quite a marking man like to leave possessive bites whenever he had the chance to do so. Usually Saint was okay with it but he blamed it on his sensitive emotion at the moment.
"Son" Perth called him again.
Saint was about to cave in when he saw the devastated looks on Perth's face but he needed some time alone at the moment. He swallowed, "I gotta go. Pardon me, Sir."
The last word was like a blow to Perth's face. He retreated from Saint but keeping their distance near as if he couldn't stay away from Saint.
"Kitten," Perth tried again. He lifted his right hand trying to touch Saint but the younger one hopped down quickly from the top landing on the floor, "Excuse me," he said walking away from Perth with his left hand cupping the bite mark on his neck.
He was about to get out through the bathroom door when Perth grabbed on his wrist.
"Kitten..." It sounded so sad and shaky making Saint wanted to turn back but he fisted his hand instead.
Moments passed slowly when Perth finally unclasped his grip from his wrist but not before squeezing on it gently.
Saint walked out of the door without looking back.
The rain was pouring heavily on that night. Thunder could be heard faintly and lightning could be seen through the blinds on Saint's window making sliver of lights occasionally lighting his dark bedroom. Saint was tossing left and right in his bed couldn't sleep yet. He slung his arm over his forehead sighing deeply thinking about that morning incident with Perth. He traced the bite on his neck unconsciously pushing on it hissing when it throbbed in dull pain. He blushed in grimace thinking of the huge love bite stamped on his neck. Damn Perth!
Saint rolled around pushing his face deeper into his soft pillow biting inside his cheek. He was ashamed of himself. He shouldn't snap at Perth like that. That man was still his employer. He could've tell him nicely that he was not in the mood yet he chose to lash at Perth.
Saint sighed again tightening his blanket around his body. He had not seen Perth at all on that day since that morning. He must've went to work. He was a busy man after all.
Saint promised himself that he would apologize to Perth the first thing in the next morning and explain to him properly. He patted his chest lightly coaxing himself to sleep since it was already late at night. He was about to drift off when soft yet firm knocks could be heard on his door. Saint frowned. He laid still in his bed feeling quite nervous. The knocks sounded again. Saint swallowed braving himself to stand up from his bed. It could be important, who knows. Maybe Plan or his mother. Or...
Saint opened the door slowly. He gasped when the sudden streak of lightning showed the person who was standing in front of him.