Arthit's POV

I'm still not used to waking up next to him, and I'm definitely not used to being just as naked. Kongpob insisted that I needed to get comfortable with myself. He told me that I was perfect the way I was, but if I wasn't happy with what I saw in the mirror, then only I can make those changes.

That's easy for him to say. I'm not in bad shape per se, but my abs and everywhere else are nowhere near as defined as his body. So, I'm planning to start working out more regularly. Kongpob jokingly said our nightly activities should count too.

Laying so close next to him makes me feel so warm, like I really belong here with him. His tan skin is flawless. It's so soft and smooth. When he sleeps, he has this peaceful innocent boyish look. His lashes are real long laying against his cheeks. And then those very kissable inviting pink lips. I love watching him sleep.

It's almost time for him to wake up. I barely slept all night, but I'm not tired at all. I guess I'm too happy to sleep.

"Arthit, it took ten years for me to love again. My love is not made of glass, and I don't love in haste. I mean it when I say I love you."

Those words keep repeating in my mind over and over again, and I can't stop myself from feeling giddy. When he first said he loved me, I think I still couldn't really believe it. Maybe I was holding my breath because of his date with Mild. But last night, I realized how hurt he was that I didn't believe him.

He made me promise to never go along with Nina's crazy ideas again. I saw all those texts that she sent from my phone too. I don't even know when she got a hold of my phone during dinner. How did she even unlock my phone? I need to change my passcode later.

Kongpob has casually introduced me to his whole world with no reservations. But I must say, it must be tiring being him. There's something going on everyday on top of just work for this man. He is so busy, it's ridiculous. No wonder he likes privacy. He barely has any. I've known him for less than two months, and I feel like there's enough material for a novel.

Everyday he runs from one company to another, meetings after meetings. He is constantly putting out fires and closing deals. He has been telling me about some of his plans at night, and I know he is just sharing, but sometimes I give him my input too. I get excited sometimes when he tells me he took my advice.

Kongpob barely ever eats lunch. At least not a real meal. That's also why he thinks we were destined to meet. Because on the day we met, he was actually supposed to have a lunch meeting with someone at the cafe, but that person got a flat tire on the way, so he couldn't make it. For the first time in a very long time, he was actually going to eat lunch. He stayed at the cafe, and ended up with a boyfriend. So both of our unfortunate day, has brought us together. Mine more tragic than his of course. However, it surprised me when he told me what he thought of our first encounter. Who would have pegged him for a romanticist?

How can you not fall in love with this man? He is like a whirlwind that came and knocked me off my feet, and then sucked me into his world. For so many years, I've gotten used to just living for the sake of living. I haven't thought about whether I was happy or not, or what kind of future I wanted. But now, I want to be greedy. I want to be happy, and I want a future with him in it. I don't know how realistic it is, but if I've wasted five years being lifeless, then I can at least see how far I can go in pursuit of happiness.

Today, I've decided to take this relationship a step further. I know I have put doubts in his mind about us because I don't show affection outside of four walls. But that's really just because I don't want him to regret being with me when he faces judgement. I know he tries really hard to make me comfortable in this relationship, and I love him more for it. And now I want to show him that I don't plan to just walk away. I will give everything I've got for this relationship.

I traced my finger from his forehead down his nose, and then his lips. I leaned over to give my sleeping beauty a kiss to wake him up. I want him to wake up, and be with me.

"Hey, morning." Kongpob said as his eyes fluttered open. He grabbed my hand, and closed his eyes again after kissing my palm.

I rocked him a little to wake him. "Morning. Let's get up."

"Can't we stay in. I'm still tired. You should give me at least one hour recovery time per round." Kongpob smiled still with his eyes shut.

"No. Come on....nnnm. Let's take Popeye out. Today, you go where I go. Okay?"

"Hmm....what are you up to? Are you going to sell me into the sex market?"

"That's not a bad idea actually. I could probably make a good penny."

"Hey, if you play your cards right, I can guarantee you will get more than a few pennies." Kongpob sat up cupping my face with both his hands giving me a short but sweet kiss.

"Mmm...." I smiled into our kiss.

Kongpob got up, and pulled me out of bed with him. I can see all the scratches and marks I made on him last night. I think I should trim my nails before I break skin.

Popeye followed us into the bathroom and laid outside while we took a quick shower. We got ready leisurely, and headed out for breakfast at Nina's. Kongpob took the the Range Rover out since we had Popeye in tow.

The moment we walked into Nina's, three waitresses immediately came over to us cooing over Popeye. But I secretly think they just wanted an excuse to come talk to Kongpob since he was the one holding Popeye. That traitorous pup of mine has decided to favor Kongpob today. He kept squirming when I tried to hold him. Now, he is basking in all the attention of the ladies rubbing his back. He is such a dog.

Waitress 1: Who is this little fella Kong? He is so cute.

Waitress 2: What's his name?

Waitress 3: Hi cutie pie.

Kongpob: His name is Popeye. He is really cute. Isn't he?

Waitress 2: Is he yours?

Kongpob looked to me.

Arthit: He is ours.

I rubbed Popeye's head, and I leaned over to kiss Kongpob's cheek. Take that ladies. He is mine.

All the waitresses looked at us with wide eyes in shock. I looked back to Kongpob, and he had a huge ass grin on his face. I could feel myself flushing, but I ignored it.

"Hey! Kong! Arthit! You two are here." Nina came over, and hugged me. All the waitresses dispersed back to work while they still threw curious glances at us.

"Hi Nina." I said as she pulled away from our hug.

"Sorry Kong. I was just worried. It was all my fault." Nina said with pleading eyes at Kongpob.

We walked over to the usual table.

"I knew you were behind everything. That ridiculous text was a dead giveaway." Kongpob said while he settled into the booth putting Popeye down next to him.

Nina chose to sit next to me instead of Kongpob today. That's also maybe because Popeye has taken up that spot.

"I said I'm sorry all right? So, who is this cutie pie?" Nina quickly changed the subject.

"He is our dog, Popeye." Kongpob said proudly.

I couldn't help but smile hearing him say 'our'.

"Ooo....you guys are moving so fast. You two have already gotten a pet together." Nina said excitedly clasping her hands together.

Kongpob wasn't mad anymore, but he still warned Nina from doing such things again. Otherwise, he was going to call her aunt out loud from there on. Nina's threatening face with a fork in her hand pointing at Kongpob was comical.
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After breakfast we went to a park. We sat on a bench while Popeye sniffed around the ground. Kongpob tried to play fetch with him, but he refused to go get the ball. I don't know if he is too lazy, or too scared to leave us. Sigh. This park brings back a lot of memories. This is the park I grew up playing in. I've spent many days playing from dusk to dawn with other kids in the neighborhood. From this park, I can see my family home down the street. I don't even know if I can call it 'home', because to me, I never felt like I belonged there.

"Hey, you're so quiet. What are you thinking about?" Kongpob asked.

"You see that house with the green gates?" I pointed it out to him.

Kongpob nods leaning forward to get a better look.

"That's where my family lives. I grew up in that house. I lived there until I turned twenty three."

"Twenty three? What about college? You didn't stay in a dorm? There's no universities around here." Kongpob asked curiously.

"My parents said it was too expensive to pay for college and boarding. So, I had to commute over an hour each way everyday from school."

"So all your siblings had to commute?" Kongpob asked with a peculiar look.

"My brother stayed at a friend's house near his university. My father paid for it. It was cheaper than boarding. And Krystal didn't have to since it wasn't really safe for a girl to commute so much." Kongpob placed his arm behind the bench, and gave my arm a little comforting squeeze.

"You must've looked cute in your school uniform."

"I did."

"Hahaha. Did you keep it?" Kongpob winked at me.

I pinched him in the arm laughing. Kongpob always knew how to make me feel better.

"Arthit? What are you doing here?"