Thak was outside the tarmac waiting for them when they landed. He helped the men load their baggage in the limo, and drove them home.

Thak: Welcome back gentlemen.

Kongpob: Thank you Thak.

Arthit: Thank you Thak.

Kongpob: Is everything okay at home? How is Sachi?

Thak: Yes sir. I believe so. As for Sachi, you will know soon enough.

Kongpob nods as he adjusted himself in his seat. Thinking to himself, will it kill that man to talk about his wife for once. He laid his hand to the side sitting back. Then suddenly he was surprised to feel Arthit's hand grabbing his. Arthit was sitting far off to the other side of the car. He looked to Arthit, and Arthit looked back at him with a smile.

Kongpob pressed the privacy button, and the screen between the driver and passenger went up. He pulled Arthit's hand to pull the man closer, and without further ado, Arthit's lips met his.

Kongpob cupped his other hand on Arthit's face. They shared a passionate kiss before releasing each other. Staring into each other's eyes. Only now did the unspoken gloomy feeling was lifted from Kongpob's chest. He doesn't even know when Arthit started to affect him so much.

"Kongpob, you really like doing that don't you?" Arthit said smiling as he pulled away.

"Arthit, do you have to leave? Can't you stay?" Kongpob asked.

"Kongpob, what are you talking about?" Arthit asked raising an eyebrow at Kongpob.

"I mean, you moving out? Why do you want to move out?" Kongpob asked trying hard not to sound desperate.

"I just thought you liked your privacy. And you've already helped me a lot. I shouldn't overstay my welcome." Arthit answered honestly.

"I do like my privacy, but I like sharing my privacy with you."

"Kongpob, I've never lived alone. Maybe this is a good opportunity for me to be independent. My last relationship was bad long before it ended, but I still stayed because I was too afraid to face the world on my own. So, maybe now is a time for me to try and stand on my own feet. Also, I don't know what this really is between us. I'm willing to give it a try, but I don't want to rush things."

"Fine. If that's what you really want, then you know I will respect your decision." Kongpob conceded.

"Thank you." Arthit smiled.

Kongpob weakly returned the smile, and turned to look out the window. To say he was disappointed would be an understatement. He felt he has done what he can already. He knows what Arthit said was reasonable, and he too thought that he didn't want to rush into anything. However, that was before they were both certain that they liked each other. If last night was anything to go by, then they are more than interested in each other. Why is Arthit so adamant about living alone?

Then another thought came to him, he would have to part with Popeye. Just when he was so excited to surprise Arthit with Popeye waiting for them at home. He was really looking forward to having both of them in his daily life. But now, he will have to say goodbye to the little guy already.

When they reached home, Kongpob tried his best to push all his negative thoughts aside. He will just have to deal with the situation. Maybe one day Arthit will be ready to move in with him. Kongpob internally sighed. The one time he throws himself out there, he gets all battered and bruised. Only Arthit can do this to him. And they say women are complicated, try a man, specifically a man named 'Arthit Ronajpat.' That man is hot, cold, and everything in between.

Thak opened the car door for them upon arrival. Arthit was clueless to what Kongpob was feeling. He was happy that he can start anew. He was also happy about the fact that Kongpob will be a part of his new start. Kongpob's offer for him to stay is like a dream come true, but what if it ends badly, and turns into a nightmare? He doesn't want to be homeless with three suitcases ever again. So now, he just needs to secure a new place to live, and get Popeye back.

Kongpob opened the door for Arthit to go in first. When he stepped inside, Arthit's eyes went wide.

Woof Woof Woof

Sitting right in the middle of the foyer with a red bow around his neck is his beloved Popeye.

"Popeye! How did you get here? Come here boy."

Popeye quickly ran into Arthit's open arms. Popeye whined a little, and licked all over Arthit's face.

"I'm sorry Popeye. I promise I didn't mean to leave you for so long. I missed you too." Arthit picks Popeye up.

Woof Woof Woof

Kongpob stood there smiling at the heartwarming scene. He walked closer to Arthit, and Popeye. Popeye started to jump in Arthit's arm trying to climb over his shoulder.

Woof Woof Woof

"Whoa whoa easy Popeye. Where are you going?" Arthit says struggling to keep Popeye calm.

Kongpob raised his arms, "here, let me hold him."

"Kongpob, he doesn't....."

Before Arthit can finish warning Kongpob, Popeye has already soaked Kongpob's face with his sloppy kisses.

Arthit stood there going through a multitude of emotions. He was shocked that Popeye is actually accepting another person besides him. He is happy that Popeye likes Kongpob. How the hell does Kongpob do it? How does he get everybody around him to fall to his feet? Then he felt slightly betrayed by Popeye. It took him weeks or even months to get Popeye to trust him. But how long could Kongpob have known Popeye?

"Kongpob, why is Popeye here? How did you find him?"

"I have my ways." Kongpob say while he walked into the living room with Popeye in his arms.

"Kongpob, why didn't you tell me you had Popeye."

"It's a surprise I had planned for you. See?" Kongpob says pointing to the bow around Popeye's neck.

"I can't believe he even has that on. It took me a long time to get him to wear his collar." Arthit says with a little pout.

They were now sitting on the sofa with Popeye laying on top of Kongpob's lap. Kongpob strokes Popeye's head, and scratched behind his ears.

"Kongpob, he really likes you."

Kongpob leaned over to Arthit, "can I kiss you?"

"Do you even have to ask?" Arthit says as he leaned forward to capture Kongpob's lips. Arthit is beyond touched by Kongpob's surprise.

As the two men got closer, the space between them got smaller. So small that Popeye jumped off of Kongpob's lap in protest slightly whining. Arthit wraps his arms around Kongpob's neck, and climbed onto Kongpob's newly vacated lap. Kissing him fervently, moaning into each other's mouth.

Kongpob pushed Arthit back down the sofa. The two men had hands all over each other. Kongpob worked his hands to unbuckle Arthit's belt while Arthit was kneading Kongpob's ass through his pants.

"Ehem! Ehem! Ehem! Stop!!!!"

Arthit pushed Kongpob so hard that Kongpob fell off the sofa and landed his ass on the floor. Arthit shot up looking around until his eyes met a pair of amused eyes staring back at him.

Kongpob on the other hand was rubbing his sore ass from the ungraceful landing. Annoyed by the smirk on the owner of that pair of amused eyes that was now looking at him. Cock blocker.

"Sachi! Why are you here?"

"Who do you think got that bow on Popeye? And stop asking that stupid question. I work here." Sachi says crossing her arms challenging Kongpob.

"Fine. Why are you here NOW?" Annoyance still evident in Kongpob's voice as he crosses his arms.

"So, this is the boyfriend I presume." Sachi raised an eyebrow.

Kongpob rolled his eyes, and Arthit looked between the two people.

"Sachi, Arthit, Arthit, Sachi." Kongpob motioned his hand between the two other people in the room.

"Hi. I'm Arthit." Arthit gave an awkward nod and small wave.

"Well, nice to meet you Arthit." Sachi checked Arthit from head to toe.

Arthit felt naked under her scrutinizing eyes.

"Hey, that's enough Sachi. Stop stripping him with your eyes." Kongpob quipped as he waved his hand to draw Sachi's gaze away from Arthit.

"Arthit, your boyfriend is so stingy. I just wanted to take a good look at who has captured our cold Prince's heart. Do you know that no one has ever slept over in this house? Not even in the guest rooms." Sachi winked at Arthit.

Arthit blushed. He did not know that.

"Aww...he's cute." Sachi grins teasingly.

"You're very pretty." Arthit says.

"She's dangerous." Kongpob says to Arthit.

"Sachi, let me help you out." Kongpob walked over to Sachi and scooped her off her feet bridal style.

"Arthit, grab her crutches."

"O...okay." Arthit quickly followed Kongpob with Sachi's crutches. Even though he knew Sachi is Thak's wife, he was still slightly jealous of Kongpob and her playful closeness.

Kongpob pretty much dumped Sachi in Thak's arms, and turned his heels. He grabbed Arthit's hand, and pulled him back into the house.

Is it weird that Arthit enjoyed being manhandled at the moment?

Sachi catcalled and whistled at the men as they walked away. Thak was so confused as he was still sorting the baggage outside when Sachi was unceremoniously dropped on him. He silent thinks to himself, this woman will be the death of me, literally.

Kongpob slammed the front door shut behind them. He pulled Arthit all the way to his bedroom without stopping.

Arthit was excited, and grinning like an idiot. The way Kongpob is so possessive and eager to be with him makes him feel wanted like he has never been. He is starting to wonder if he has ever been in love before. All these feelings are so new.

Looking around Kongpob's room, he saw Popeye laying in a cozy doggie bed next to Kongpob's bed. That's it. He is done for. He is going down without a fight.

"Now, where were we?" Kongpob turned to ask Arthit with a sly smile.

"I love you."