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

Third Person POV

For some reason the eleven evening flight of Thai Airways was delayed for close to an hour. It was close to midnight by the time the plane left Narita Airport.

Because he was so much in distress, Man did not realize when he reached Ben's house that it was only three in the morning and therefore Ben would still be sleeping.

When he realized it, Man asked the cab driver to take him to his own house.

He knew he could not sleep, but he went and lay on his couch anyway. He set his alarm for five thirty in the morning and planned to drive to Ben's house and wait for him to come out of the house for when he was about to go to work.

When his alarm rang, Man immediately grabbed his car key from the copper bowl sitting in one corner of the kitchen counter and drove himself straight to Ben's house.

When he get there, he saw through the fence that Ben's car was missing from his driveway.

Man glanced at the time on his dashboard. It was only six o'clock in the morning. Ben usually left for work at seven thirty to get to his work place by eight o'clock.

Dammit, he must be rushing to meet a client's deadline with his co-workers. Man drove himself to the company building where Ben worked.

The parking lot was practically empty and Ben's car was only one of three that was parked in the spacious parking lot.

Man parked his car beside Ben and walked up to the entrance of the building.

"Good morning, sir, may I help you," the security guard greeted him.

"I have come to see Ben Bunyapol," Man replied.

"He's not here yet, sir," the security guard replied.

"But his car is in the parking lot," Man explained.

"I don't know what's going on, sir," the security guard said. "Maybe he spent the night in one of his co-worker's house because his group spent the weekend at the beach. He probably didn't want to drive if he had too much alcohol. I'm guessing his group leader offered to let him sleep in his house and drive him here in the morning, which is today."

Bright... his group leader was Bright... his group leader was his ex boyfriend Bright...

"Are you alright, sir?" the security guard asked with concern when he noticed Man pressing his fingers on either side of his head.

"I'm feeling a bit dizzy," Man replied.

"Come, sit on this couch," the security guard assisted Man to sit on one of the couches in the lobby. "You can wait for Ben here to arrive. He should be here shortly. He usually comes to work before eight o'clock. He's a very punctual worker."

Man sat down quickly because he felt his knees could not hold his weight any longer.

The concerned security went to the water fountain and filled a paper cup with cold water and then handed it to Man.

"This might help you,sir," the security guard said.

"Thank you," said Man as he accepted the cup of water.

Man sipped the water slowly, making long intervals before sipping again, in order to pass the time of waiting.

Man glanced at the wall clock in the lobby.

It was seven thirty. He had another half hour of waiting.

But in less than five minutes, he heard the sliding double doors of the lobby open, and in walked Bright, with Ben walking close beside him because Bright's arm was around Ben's shoulder.

"Ben!" Man stood up from the couch, the paper cup slipping from his hand because he had forgotten that he had been holding it.

Ben's face grew ashen white.

Bright stood protectively in front of Ben, anticipating trouble.

"Get out of my way," Man growled at Bright.