After the two men wrapped up their work, they were excited to just relax for a bit. The two got comfortable on the sofa, and was polishing off their second pizza. Kongpob suggested to watch the Avengers Infinity War and Avengers Endgame since he didn't have time to watch them when they first came out. Arthit loved everything action and Marvel, so it was perfect.

"Favorite Marvel hero, and why? Mine is Iron Man. Tony Stark has all those cool suits and gadgets. Plus, he is a genius." Kongpob said as he chased his pizza down with a big gulp of Coca-Cola.

"Thor. He is a God, has real superpowers, an awesome hammer, and he is so damn hot." Arthit said throwing back the last bits of potato chip crumbs into his mouth.

"Okay, no more Thor for you mister." Kongpob took the remote, and pressed fast forward.

"What? Give me that!" Arthit reached over to try to get the remote from Kongpob's hand.

Kongpob raised his hand as high as possible, and then climbed up the sofa. Arthit smirked and tickled Kongpob instead. Kongpob squirmed whiled juggling the slice of pizza in one hand, and the remote in the other. He laughed so hard his eyes were tearing up.

"Fine! Fine! Here! Take it." Kongpob surrendered.

Arthit smiled. Kongpob handed him the remote while still standing on the sofa. Arthit took the remote, and then wrapped his arms around Kongpob's waist hugging him. His face laid against Kongpob's chest. He loved this moment where it's just the two of them being home, being themselves, and being in love. No one to impress, no one to care, and no one to interrupt.

Kongpob smiled looking down at the koala that was his boyfriend. He ruffled Arthit's hair. "Hey. You okay?"

Arthit nodded. He wanted just a few more seconds, or maybe a lifetime.

They laid around from one end of the sofa to the other. Kongpob had Popeye snuggling up against him while he had his head laying on Arthit's lap. They had finished the first movie, and are on to the second one.

"Whoa! Look at that!" Kongpob excitedly paused the movie.

He sat up immediately causing the sleeping Popeye to freak out with the sudden movement.

"Would you look at that? Not looking so hot anymore, right?" Kongpob had a victorious grin on his face while pointing to the big TV screen showing a rather overweight Thor.

Arthit laughed. "Give the man a break. He is going through depression."

"Whatever. He is just weak. Give me your phone. I'm going to make that fat Thor your wallpaper. It's so funny." Kongpob grabbed Arthit's phone before the latter can protest.

"Hey, give that back!"

Kongpob dashed to the other side of the coffee table. He knew Arthit's passcode, so he opened Arthit's phone.

"Nevermind. Here's your phone back." Kongpob put the phone down, and walked back over to his now blushing boyfriend.

Arthit shyly looked away, and grabbed his phone back. He checked on it, and then flipped it over on the coffee table.

Kongpob smiled smugly as he sat down, and pulled Arthit to sit with him. Apparently, Arthit's wallpaper was a selfie photo of Arthit kissing his cheek while he was asleep.

Arthit was a little embarrassed, but he laid his head on Kongpob's shoulder nonetheless. Kongpob continued the movie, and intertwined their hands.

"You know, you might get fat like Thor too. You eat like a horse." Arthit mumbled.

"Not with all the exercise we do. I need to eat extra to keep up with you." Kongpob chuckled.

Arthit smacked Kongpob's bare chest, and the latter just laughed harder. "Then we can cut back on the exercise, so you won't have to eat so much."

"Sure. I can if you can." Kongpob gave a challenging smirk, and laid down on the sofa with his hands resting behind his head expanding his naked chest. Kongpob's sweatpants clad legs lazily laid across Arthit's lap.

Arthit looked at Kongpob, and then back at the movie. His arms were awkwardly placed on top of Kongpob's legs. Five minutes, or ten had past. Arthit is still facing the TV, but he had no idea what is happening. Somehow, Thanos has been resurrected, and so has something else down south of him. It's like the forbidden fruit, the moment you can't have it, is the moment you want it.

Arthit side glanced at Kongpob for the nth time. Kongpob readjusted his dick inside his pants while watching the movie. Then suddenly Arthit pushed his legs off, and hovered over him. Arthit started kissing his chest, and then sucked his right nipple.

"A...Arthit, what happened to cutting back?" Kongpob asked while holding back from moaning.

"Let's work off the pizza first."

Buzz. Buzz. Buzz.

Arthit's hand was stroking Kongpob's hard dick, while his mouth was sucking on Kongpob's neck when his phone buzzed on the coffee table.

"Arthit....ahh...you should see who is calling." Kongpob said as his eyes fluttered open.

"Mmm....chup....mmm...." Arthit reluctantly leaned back, and turned to look at his phone.

He quickly answered seeing who the caller was. "Hey Neem. Hold on for a second. My background is too noisy."

Arthit looked to Kongpob for help. Kongpob wanted to reach for the remote, but Arthit was still straddling him. So he pointed to the remote on the other end of the sofa. Only then, did Arthit let go of his dick to mute the movie.

"Neem? What did you say? I couldn't hear you before...........What?..........I will be right there."

Arthit cuts the call, and quickly got off Kongpob. He turned to leave, but Kongpob grabbed his hand to stop him.

"What happened? Is everything all right?" Kongpob asked looking at how frantic Arthit is right now.

"I have to go see my mother. Neem just called, and said my father was trying to take my mother home. Luckily, Knot was there to kick him out, but my mother is hysterical right now. Can I borrow your car?"

"What? You think I'm going to let you go alone?"

"Kongpob! There is no time for this right now. I have to go." Arthit tried to pull his hand away from Kongpob.

"Why won't you let me help you? You promised." Kongpob said raising his voice, and tightened his hold.

"I promised not to lie to you, and I'm not lying right now. I have to go." Arthit twisted his hand to loosen Kongpob's grip.

Kongpob let Arthit go, and Arthit rushed out the house without looking back. Kongpob doesn't know if Arthit will ever really let him in. He let out a big sigh, and picked up his phone.

"Luke, I need you to follow Arthit. He is heading to his mother's place. Don't let anything happen to him this time. Keep me posted."

Kongpob switched off the TV, and got dressed to go out. He needed some air, and clear his thoughts. He took Red out for a spin. These rollercoaster emotions are exhausting.

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Arthit drove as fast as he can. He knew he disappointed Kongpob. The hurt in his eyes, and his voice was evident. He had let him down again. But what can he do? His mother is in no state to meet his boyfriend. In matter of fact, his mother has never met a boyfriend of his. And right now there's too much already going on. It is just not the right time, Arthit told himself.

Arthit also doesn't want Kongpob to just see a mess of his family. He would like to introduce Kongpob when his mother's situation is more stable. Ideally, over a nice pleasant meal like normal couples do. Can't he have a normal life? Is that so much to ask?
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Arthit reached his mother's apartment, and ran up the stairs to the fourth floor. The elevators are out of order again.

When he got inside the apartment, he couldn't believe what he saw. The whole apartment was wrecked. The dining table was flipped over. The four matching dining chairs were broken. There were stuff all over the floor. The cushions for the sofa were ripped open, and the coffee table broke in half. Arthit heard some noise in the kitchen, so he walked over there.

"Knot. What are you doing? Where's my mom?"

Knot sighed while he swept the glass shards in the dust pan. The tiny kitchen is flipped inside out as well. "Neem is with her in her room. She is shaking and crying. She has some minor cuts and bruises, but nothing serious. Neem has treated her wounds, and she is consoling her. Thank goodness the elevators weren't working again. I wouldn't have heard all the noise if I had taken the elevator. When I came in, I saw your mother crying in the corner. While your father was ballistically turning this place upside down. I dragged him out, but I don't think he will stay away Arthit."

Knot finally looked up to see Arthit's bruised face. "I heard what happened this morning from the neighbors. Why didn't you call me?"

"I'll tell you everything later. I'm going to check on my mother first." Arthit quickly walked to the other side of the apartment.

Arthit knocked on the door.

"Come in." Neem said.

When Arthit opened the door, his heart broke at the sight of his mother. Neem and his mother was sitting on the bed. His mother was shaking and crying hysterically into a pillow that she held against her face to muffle the sounds. He has seen her do this throughout the years when he still lived at home. His mother had even told him to do the same too when he was little. This way his father wouldn't hear them cry, and beat them less.

"Arthit, I'm glad you're here. Oh my God. What happened to you?" Neem asked as she looked at Arthit's face.

"I'm fine. Don't worry about it." Arthit walked over to his mother's side.

"Mom? Please don't cry. He is gone." Arthit put his hand on his mother's shoulder. However, his mother did not respond at all. She just kept crying all the same.

"She has been like this since Knot found her. If she continues like this, she will exhaust herself out." Neem said with concern.

"Where's Krystal?" Arthit asked suddenly.

"I had called her, and she is on her way home, but you know it's very far for her."

Arthit nodded. This place isn't as ideal as he had thought.

"I'll go help Knot. Thanks for watching my mom." Arthit went back out to the living room. He knew from experience that his mother was currently unreachable.

He looked around the mess. He is going to have to replace all the damaged furniture. Arthit took off his jacket, and got to work. He straightened the sofa without the backrest cushions. He moved the broken coffee table aside, and picked up anything that was scattered on the floor.

"Where's your number one bachelor boyfriend? Why isn't he here? Was it all talk?" Knot asked coming from behind. Arthit didn't miss the bite in his voice.

Arthit immediately turned around to defend Kongpob. "Knot, he is not like that. I didn't let him come with me."

Knot stopped sweeping, and looked at Arthit with a frown. "Why? We can use the help."

"I know, but I....just... nevermind. I don't know."

"What do you mean Arthit? Can't you see what has happened? They are not safe here. I'm not around all the time. I wish I can be, but I can't. We all have work, and I can't let Neem get hurt either."

Arthit knows what Knot is saying is right. Maybe he should move out, and live with his mother and sister instead. That way, at least there's one more person around. But he would need to look for another location.

"Maybe I should find another place, and move in with them." Arthit voiced his own thoughts.

"Are you going to quit work then? I have a feeling that your father will just find your mother again."

"I don't know. I'll think of something. I just don't want to drag Kongpob into this mess. I just want to keep him away from this hell."

"Arthit, in a real relationship, two people share not only their happiness, but also their sorrows. Look what happened to you and Chet. He was only around for the happiness, and he never cared about your troubles. If you've found someone that wants to stick around for the bad times too, then you better not push him away." Knot said looking straight into Arthit's eyes.

Knot wanted Arthit to really understand what he was saying. He knew Kongpob wouldn't just let Arthit face all this alone. The Kongpob he met was compassionate, and understanding. The guy looked at Arthit like he hung the moon. It was definitely his friend's stubborn thick skulled pride that was the problem.

"Knot, you don't understand. He is too perfect. I don't even know why he is with me. This messed up shit is certainly not going to help my case. I don't want to be helpless, and need him to rescue me everytime. I'm not some damsel in distress. What if we broke up or something? I would have to deal with this on my own anyway."

Ding Dong. Ding Dong. Ding Dong.

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AN: Happy 2020!!! ❤️

I wish you happiness, prosperity, and good health.

I have started a new KongArt story call "Destined You and I" for the new year. It will be a sweet story. Two chapters are already up. Please check it out if you have time.

Love you lots 😘