A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

This is a continuation of Chapter one

Leng's POV

Even though Ohm and I were soaking wet and bedraggled and exhausted physically and emotionally, we were both thankful for our safe arrival at the Supplication to the Divine temple.

A kind looking monk took our names and gave them to the monk in charge who was busy assigning rooms to the others who had arrived ahead of us.

We stood in a corner of the lobby holding each other tight for comfort and to give each other much needed warmth.

We thought that we would have to wait forever for our names to be called but finally the monk in charge announced our names loudly over the din of voices in the lobby.

We quickly approached the monk in charge who was busy tapping away at his keyboard.

"I'm Ohm and this is my partner Leng," Ohm said when we got to the reception desk.

"Okay, both of you will be assigned to room 11," the monk in charge announced. "Go down this hallway to my right. You will pass by several rooms. Room 11 will be to your left of the hallway. You will find dry clothes and towels in the closets. Shower rooms are located at the end of the hallway."

"Thank you so much." Ohm and I bowed deeply to the monk while clasping our hands together in gratitude.

We were able to find room 11 without difficulty.

The other rooms that we passed by seemed to be already filled with occupants, people who sought shelter from the storm. Most of the rooms were slightly ajar and we could hear voices, some just chatting but some that sounded like there were some arguments and disagreements going on.

I even heard someone protesting "But I can't take the middle bed! I move around so much in my sleep, I'm sure that I'm gonna fall to the floor and wake everyone up with the sound of me hitting the floor. It would be safer for me to take the bed by the wall!"

Ohm and I did not change the pace of our steps just to listen to what the other person had to say to the protest. We were intent on finding our own room and making ourselves dry and comfortable.

After we found our room, Ohm knocked on the closed door just in case someone else was already there.

After knocking, Ohm slowly pushed the door open and peeked inside.

"Hello," I heard Ohm say to someone.

"Come in," I heard a reply.

Ohm and I walked in.

A/N: The image above does not belong to me. It belongs to the person who uploaded it on the internet.

For those who might not know him, his name is Ngern Anupart Luangsodsai. He has appeared in many BL dramas in a supporting actor role including Lovesick the original series. He is very talented and author hopes that he will one day have a lead role. He is currently in the BL series "Fourever You".

The occupant stood up from the bed that was at the farthest end of the room, by the wall, which I had hoped I would be able to sleep on because I like the feeling of safety and security of sleeping beside a wall.

He extended his hand to Ohm and then to me.

Ohm and I shook his hand and I could tell from his grip on my hand that he had a strong personality.

Also... and pardon me, Phi Ohm, for this thought... I felt my heart fluttering, excited at the thought of sharing a room with this dangerously attractive gentleman.

"My name is Ngern," he was telling me and Ohm while shaking hands with us. "I'm glad that you got here safely. I worry over those who are still trying to make it here to safety and for those who might never be able to reach this temple."

"Same here," I heard Ohm say.

I could only nod my head in sad agreement.

"The clothes and towels are in those two closets near the door," Ngern informed us.

Ohm went to the one closest to the door and I went to open the other one adjacent to it.

I was having a bit of a hard time pulling the handle of the closet.

Ngern was immediately behind me and reached for the handle, not waiting for me to take my hand off the handle.

His chest touched my back as he leaned forward. The heat from his chest seared my back like a live coal.

He pulled open the closet door effortlessly.

"Thank you," I said to him, feeling unexpectedly and painfully shy.

"No problem," he replied, flashing a smile that made me feel like I just got hit on my solar plexus.

My hand that got covered by his earlier felt like it was burning, like the feel of his skin on mine would forever be imprinted on the back of my hand.