"I wanna sleep with you." Arthit blurted. His face instantly red from his outburst.

"That's not what I mean." Arthit quickly tried to correct himself.

Kongpob chuckled. "I guess that's fair. I did say I would pay you with my body, and your food is really good." Kongpob smiles with his mouth full of fried rice.

Arthit was so embarrassed. Why doesn't his damn filter work around Kongpob?

"No. I just mean...no just forget it."

Arthit is so embarrassed. He doesn't know what to do with himself. So, he got up from his seat, and tried to put away his plate. His food has barely been touched.

Kongpob stretched his left arm over to pull Arthit by the waist. Arthit nervously looked at him. Kongpob smiles, and takes the plate from Arthit's hands, and placed it back down in front of him. He took his spoon, and scooped a spoonful of rice, and brought it up to Arthit's mouth.

Arthit obediently opens his mouth to eat.

"Hey, if you wanna sleep with me, you've got to have energy to keep up with me." Kongpob winks with is naughty smirk.

"Hey, that's not what I meant." Arthit tried to push Kongpob, but not really.

Kongpob tugged Arthit to make the latter sit back down. He scooped another spoonful to feed Arthit again, and Arthit opened up again to eat.

"Then just tell me what you mean. Let's be honest with ourselves, and to each other. I can't read minds, and I don't do well with mind games." Kongpob lays out the truth.

Arthit looks to Kongpob who is looking right back at him. He is nervous, and he doesn't know what to say to that.

"I.... I just meant I want to stay in your room.... with you." Arthit said the last part softly.

Kongpob smiles. "I wouldn't have it any other way. But I do have to warn you, I sleep nude."

Arthit feels overly warm again. That really might present a problem for him. How can he go to sleep every night like that? His mornings may become a problem too.

He unconsciously continues to chew as Kongpob continues to feed him.

"Don't worry. You will get used to it, and you can join me you know." Kongpob says as if he can read Arthit's mind.

"Arthit, as you already know that I'm a very private person. I need to let you know that there will be days that I just need to be alone. I don't want you to think anything of it. It's very much about me, and I don't want you to ever think it's you."

"Okay. What happens on those days?" Arthit feels a little apprehensive.

"Hmm, M says I'm a completely different person on those days. I become quiet and reserved. But I really just want my space to think, and sometimes I take a couple of days off to get away if I can."

"Where do you go?" Arthit asked curiously.

"Maybe someday I'll take you." Kongpob sighs, and feeds Arthit his last bite.

"There, that's more like it. See, you finished your food." Kongpob kissed Arthit's cheek before he got up taking both plates to the sink.

"Kongpob, since you are a private person, maybe we should keep our relationship a secret for now."

Kongpob turned to look at Arthit with a slight frown.

"I mean it's still so new. Maybe when we are more stable we can be more open about it. I'm sure you're going to need time to prepare yourself too." Arthit said cautiously trying to read Kongpob's reaction.

"I'm fine with whatever you decide. But I'm telling you now that I'm as ready now as I will ever be. There's going to be a chaos no matter who I date, but it's just noise."

Arthit can tell that Kongpob doesn't like the idea, and is declaring his stance. But he really isn't ready. He just wants to be more certain and stable before they are out in the open drawing unwanted attention.

"So, how rich are you? Like how much of celebrity are you? I just want to know what I'm getting myself into." Arthit asks as he crossed his arms. He really is curious about the man that is suddenly the center of his attention.

"Hmm, I was named the youngest billionaire in Asia two years ago. I may no longer be. I don't keep track. Who knows how accurate that stuff really is anyway? M is the one that keeps up with that type of gossip. I was also named the most eligible bachelor last year." Kongpob winks at Arthit.

"What? You're a freaking billionaire? Why are you not in a castle with an army?"

"Haha....you watch too much TV. The so called billion is in stocks, investments, bonds, and assets. It's not like I have it glued on my body. Besides, I try to keep a low profile whenever possible. At least I try."

"Tell me something I don't know."

"There's a lot. Wouldn't it be more fun for you to find out on your own. I'm surprised you never googled me." Kongpob raises an eyebrow at him.

Arthit thinks about it. How come that never even crossed his mind?

"Here, I'll let you know that I own the building that our companies are housed in, and I really am the owner of the cafe downstairs where we met. It was destiny." Kongpob smiles leaning against the sink.

"Here's another clue, my last name is Suthilak. It really should ring a bell. You've known my full name for a while already."

Arthit looks at Kongpob wide-eyed all the sudden. "SuSus Project! Suthilak Sustainability Urban Living is your project?"

"It took you long enough. But it shouldn't matter to you. Your company is a subcontractor of my contractor, so you don't work for me. At least not directly. So, don't think about it."

Arthit doesn't know how he feels about this new revelation. Does this count as sleeping with the boss? No, right?

Kongpob smiles, and strolls over to Arthit. He puts his hands on Arthit's shoulder to spin him around. He pushed Arthit along the way to his bedroom.

"Why are we going to my room?" Arthit asked. Didn't he already say he wants to sleep in Kongpob's room?

"Don't you need to get some clothes to sleep in? Or are you really considering sleeping nude too? I don't mind it you know." Kongpob chuckles.

The two men laid comfortably together in Kongpob's king size bed. Each stayed in their own side. Kongpob had switched the lights off, and the ceiling mirror had turned back into a sky window. The moon is off to the side, and a few stars can be seen from where Arthit is laying. Kongpob closed his eyes to try to get some much needed rest after a long day, but Arthit was still wide awake. All this is so surreal to him.

"Why are you not sleeping?" Kongpob said without opening his eyes.

"I'm just looking up at the sky. Won't the sun be too bright in the morning?" Arthit asked honestly curious.

"The window will turn opaque in 90 minutes. So, don't worry about it."

Popeye heard the two men talking, so he climbed into bed to join them in the middle.

"No, Popeye. Get down." Arthit chided.

Popeye whined, and was about to get down when Kongpob picked him up.

"It's okay. I don't mind him sleeping with me. Here, he can sleep on my side." Kongpob said as he scooted over to make room for Popeye.

"You are spoiling him. I don't usually let him sleep on the bed." Arthit said this, but he is secretly happy that Popeye is sleeping next to Kongpob now. He is happy because now Kongpob has moved closer to him, and he didn't have to find an excuse to roll over to Kongpob's side. Previously, he was silently cursing how big Kongpob's bed is.

Soon, all three of them went to sleep peacefully. Kongpob slept on his side with his arm around Popeye, and Arthit with his arm around Kongpob's waist. Everything felt right at the moment.

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The next morning, Arthit woke up to an empty bed. It took him a few minutes to recognize that he is in Kongpob's room, and in Kongpob bed. Kongpob must've gone to exercise already he thought to himself. Then realization hits him. Kongpob is his boyfriend now. KONGPOB IS HIS BOYFRIEND. He slaps both hands on his face, and smiles to himself. He pulls the covers over himself, and kicks his feet a few times. After a few minutes of his own giddiness, he rolls out of bed to get ready.

He eagerly walked out of the room planning to make Kongpob's favorite french toast. But the second he opened the bedroom door, a waft of food cooking came through. Is Sachi already making breakfast? This is so embarrassing. He doesn't want to get caught coming out of Kongpob's room. It's too soon, and too early.

He closed the bedroom door, and paced back and forth for a while. After deliberating with himself, he finally decided that there's no way around it. He simply can't stay in the room forever. So, he braved himself to be ready for Sachi's teasing. He walked out slowly and quietly, and hoped that maybe he would get far enough into the living room that it won't be so obvious.

However, he was not ready to see what's in front of him when he reached the kitchen. Kongpob was standing behind a woman with his naked chest plastered against that woman's back. His chin rested on her shoulder. They were standing in front of the stove with their backs towards him chatting.

Who the hell is she? How many more are there?