Prem's POV
"Who the hell is calling me this early?" I grumble into my pillow as I feel about for my phone. My hand runs into something solid and warm. Solid and warm? What the hell? I sit up and look to my right and find Wad sleeping next to me. His sleeping face looks so soft and innocent, such a change from his normal one, which is usually nothing but harsh angles. I reach to brush his long hair away from his face when once again when my phone begins to ring.
"Shit! If they wake him up, I am going to kill them," I hiss as a look for my phone. I find it on the floor next to the bed right as it stops ringing. I swipe the screen to see who was calling me at this hour.
10:25? 56 Line messages. 23 missed calls. Shit! I look to double-check the time with my alarm clock only to realize I am not in my dorm. I am in Wad's dorm. I look at Wad and remember what happened at the hospital.
"P'Prem, I like you."
I know I am smiling like an idiot, but I don't care. When I told him that I liked him, his smile made me realize that it really does feel like you have butterflies in your stomach.
What the hell?! I mentally scream at my phone screen when it lights up yet again, and I click to answer the annoying thing. "What do you want?" I snarl.
"Where are you? You have missed two classes! Get your ass out of bed! You better be in the next class!" Knott yells at me and hangs up before I can say anything.
I lay back down as I waiver from wanting to kill my friend to being thankful he cares enough to gripe at me. I turn on my side so I can look at Wad sleeping so peacefully beside me. The bruises on his beautiful face have darkened. Noticing his bandaged hand also reminds me why we were at the hospital. Who the hell did this to him? I reach out to trace the bruise on his left cheek. He stirs as I run my fingers over his cheek. Pausing, I wait for him to settle once again but am shocked when he rolls over and snuggles up to me. He buries his face in my chest under my chin and makes a contented sound.
Sorry Knott, you can kill me later, I think as I turn my phone off. I am not going to make it to the next class. This is too good to pass up. I wrap my arm around Wad and go back to sleep.
Wad's whimpering wakes me. Glancing down, I see Wad is still snuggled up to my chest, so I can't see his face, but I can hear him. Reaching over to the nightstand, I grab my phone to check the time, and I remember I turned it off. I stare at the black screen and debate about turning it on again. Another whimper decides for me. Putting the phone back down, I begin to extricate myself from underneath Wad.
I spy Wad's alarm clock as I stand up on his side of the bed. Shit! 1:52! No wonder! He hasn't taken his pain meds. Walking over to the table, I read the labels. Well, that was a fail. I was supposed to give him a pill two hours ago, and it also says it has to be taken with food. I sigh when I open Wad's refrigerator and find only water. What does this boy eat?
I will need to run down to a stall to get him some food. Taking his keys and my phone, I laugh when my stomach rumbles. I guess Wad isn't the only one who needs food. Walking over to the bed, I make sure Wad is still sleeping before I head out.
Once outside his room, I pull out my phone and turn it on while walking to the elevator, and as I expected, notification after notification pings on my phone.
112 Line messages and 41 missed calls? I'm dead! I decide to read Arthit's first since he knows what went down last night. I laugh when I read the first set of messages. They were from when he was looking for me after I left Wad's room. I forgot he had come with me when I stormed off. The messages range from concern to death threats, typical Arthit.
When Wad and I left, I saw him pull 0062 into the stairwell as we were coming down the hall to the elevator. I wonder what happened and why he thought he needed to hide. The rest of Arthit's messages were from after Knott had called me. He was warning me that Papa Knott is going to punish me when I surface. I smile when I see that he also asked me how Wad is doing.
Time to face Papa Knott. 45 in total. They started concerned but devolved into angry parental messages. Arthit was right; Knott is going to punish me.
The rest of the messages were from Bright and Tutah. They sent me the normal teasing stuff but also became concerned about the last messages.
Time to face the music. I clicked into our group chat since it would be easier to reply there than individually.
RBF: I am alive. I will explain tomorrow.
Pink Milk: OK
Dim Bulb: You are in trouble!!
RBF: Tell me something I don't know, asshole.
Toot: I will get you a good deal for your funeral.
RBF: Thanks Toot.
There was still no reply from Knott. Shit, how pissed is he?
Papa Knott: Fine.
Well, that answered my question. Really pissed.
RBF: I want a beautiful funeral, Toot.
Toot: Will do!
Pushing the elevator button as I pocket my phone, I try to think of what I am going to tell the guys as I wait for the elevator. Arthit knows about Wad and that I like him, so I don't have to tell him anything. As for Bright and Tutah . . . I shake my head and step into the elevator. There is no way I am telling Bright and Tutah about me liking Wad. But Knott? I will have to tell Knott. He will know. He always knows. I scream in frustration before the elevator doors open. Tomorrow is going to be hell, but for now, I need to focus on Wad.
It had taken me longer than I wanted to get the food. Unlocking Wad's door, I walk in quietly. The bed is empty, but at that moment, the bathroom door opens, revealing Wad with a towel wrapped around his waist and his head under another towel as he rubs his hair dry. Wow! Damn, he looks good. It is not good for my heart. I should say something. Say something, Prem. Nope. Going to enjoy this.
Wad pulls the towel off his head and looks up. He looks like he has seen a ghost as he puts the towel being used for his hair in front of his chest.
"P-P-P'Prem!" Wad stammers as he turns from pink to red. "W-why are you here?"
"I stayed the night. I have breakfast. I will get the food plated." I raise the bag in my hand for evidence and calmly say the two words I really don't mean. "Get dressed." Bye bye fantastic view. I turn toward his small table and begin taking out the food.
I am trying to stay calm, but my heart is trying to escape my chest, and I have to make a conscious effort not to turn around and watch him get dressed.
"What did you get?" I flinch at Wad's words. I was so focused on myself; I hadn't realized he had walked up beside me. I glance aside to see he has donned a t-shirt and basketball shorts.
"Porridge. You shouldn't eat anything spicy or heavy yet," I explain. "You need to eat before you can take your medicine. How bad does it hurt?"
He nods his head before he answers, "Not too bad, but it is throbbing."
We both sit down and begin to eat. I glance at Wad and catch him glancing away. Shit! I can't help but think, "This is awkward. Does he not remember what he said last night? Does he regret it?"
"Yes, this is awkward. I remember what I said last night, and I don't regret it." Wad looks at me as I realize I had said what I was thinking out loud. "Do you regret what you said, P'Prem?"
"No! Never!" I watch as I once again get to see that beautiful smile.
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