CHAPTER SIX

Thanakorn POV

My next stop after leaving my father's building was a popular clubhouse, which I usually visit after my return to Bangkok. I walked into the vast space and directly to the bar counter without taking a glance at anyone.

“What would you like, sir?”

“Whiskey.” I told the bartender, who nodded in response.

As I sat, my eyes roved around for some seconds. It went from the dancing strippers, to the kissing couples, and then to the men getting entertained in their seats by half naked ladies.

I sighed as my mind went back to my first meeting with him. It has been the same clubhouse we had met in, and now I recalled what had happened then, I could only heave a breath.

At that moment, I gulped a mouthful of the amber liquid brought before me and shut my eyes as I felt it slide down my throat.

Marriage?

I scoffed.

Getting married was the least of the things I wanted for my life. In fact, I was not interested in anything related to that and my father knew. So instead of letting him pressure me, I had to end his trouble by getting myself a lady.

Now that he wants me to marry her immediately?

I scoffed again.

Suddenly, my phone rang.

I took it out of my pockets and stared at the screen.

Director Sorawit.

I stood up and began to walk towards the restroom, which, I believe, was a bit quiet to answer my call.

Just as I entered the restroom, I could hear faint murmurs coming from inside. I hesitated for a moment, but curiosity made me take another step inside. As soon as I cornered one of the stalls, I froze just as my eyes caught sight of two men making out.

I quickly dodged and hid myself before I could get caught. Then I peeped again. From where I stood, I watched as one of the men, pumped the other's dick before taking it into his mouth. I quickly shut my eyes and gulped hard as I could feel my dick rising.

“What the fuck?” I whispered to myself as I rubbed my dick area.

I could not believe I was turned on by just a mere sight. Worst still, I could not believe that after many years, gay sex could still turn me on!

At that moment, my phone rang again, disrupting the duo. I panicked and quickly regained consciousness as I escaped before I could be found spying.

***

Chaiwat POV

(FIVE YEARS AGO)

It had been five years since Korn travelled out of the country. It has also been five years since I had to endure my heartbreak and move on.

On this particular day, I graduated from high school, one of the biggest achievements in my life.

It was a day of joy for everyone; my parents, friends, and classmates. But still, I felt empty. I had been having thoughts about him, I saw him almost everywhere and no matter how hard I try to erase memories of him, it still slips into my mind.

Was he going to come?

After all, we had made a promise to take the graduation picture together. He wouldn't miss it, would he?

“Hey, Chai. We need to take a picture.” Woranut said as he took his phone out.

Where the hell was Korn? I asked myself with a racing heart.

“Chaiwat!” Wut yelled at me.

I flinched and looked at him, then at my parents, as they raised an inquisitive brow.

“Yeah, right.” I said with a slight smile. “Let's have a picture.”

***

Later that day, I walked into my room, clutching my graduation picture in hand. As I took one last look at it, my eyes began to sting.

It was clear now that Korn was not coming back and after five years of waiting, I had to give up. Not because I wanted to, but because I have to, at least for my mental sanity.

***

(PRESENT DAY)

It was already 11 pm and Korn was yet to arrive. As much as I wanted to sleep, I could not bear to do so without setting my eyes on him.

Just then, I heard the door unlock. I looked towards the entrance, expecting to see him in his full glory. But the person I saw next was not the Korn I was used to seeing, this one was staggering lightly and could barely balance his weight.

Once he approached the living room, I stood up quickly and watched as he pulled his shoes off.

“Sir, you–”

“I told you not to wait up for me.” he muttered in a slightly angry voice.

“I couldn't sleep.” I told him and reached a hand to help him to his room, but before I could do that, he flinched.

“I can walk by myself.” he said and continued to his room.

I stood, watching him as he helplessly held the door handle to his room and twisted it to enter.

Suddenly, I heard a thud.

Without thinking, I rushed to meet him, only to find his body laying on the floor. My heart began to thud as I quickly checked his breath.

“He is breathing.” I told myself as I struggled to breathe.

Then I assisted him up and took him inside the room, where I laid him on the bed and decided to remove his socks.

“Should I change his clothes too?” I asked myself as I stared at his sleeping figure.

I immediately shook my head. My presence alone was already making him pissed off, and I wouldn't want to add to it. So I turned towards the door, in an attempt to leave.

But then I paused.

Looking at the outfit he was in, I could tell that sleeping in such a way could cause a body ache.

I sighed.

“It is just a change, nothing will happen.” I assured myself as I neared him.

I brought my hand to the collar of his shirt and tried to unbutton it. When he turned, my body shook in fear but after some seconds of stillness, I continued.

One button done…

Another done…

But my heart was racing.

When I felt a hand grab my waist, I almost gave up my ghost.

“I'm horny, babe.” he mumbled under his alcoholic breath.

I froze immediately, not knowing what to do or say.

Before I could think of anything, he pulled me closer to himself and my lips crashed into his.

My lips fucking CRASHED into HIS!

I wanted to pull away. I wanted to run away and pretend nothing happened.

But he was kissing me. So how could I?

Suddenly, he paused.

“Babe, your lips are very soft…”

At that moment, he opened his eyes and dang!

He was staring into mine!