A Different Night
A chill, crisp breeze blows back the thick waves of ebony hair to reveal a devastatingly beautiful face. Wide, honey brown eyes framed with thick lashes peek up at the man in front of her shyly as her bow-shaped lips turn down into a sweet pout and her smooth, pale skin blossoms with a delicate blush. Several male hearts drop to the ground at the sight and even the man in front of her wasnât completely immune to her charms.
âIâm so sorry, pâArthit.â The soft voice is sweet and melodic. âI wasnât watching where I was going.â
âNâDaisy, is that you?â Kneeling down with a grin, Arthit gathers up the books that had been knocked out of his hands when the girl ran into him. He also grabs the backpack she dropped before standing up again and hands it to her. âTry to be a little more careful in the future so you donât get hurt.â
âThank you, pâArthit. I will.â Smiling, she takes the bag and slings it over her shoulder.
âHow is the freshmen hazing going?â Arthit smiles affectionately down at the girl. âAre you surviving okay, Daisy?â
âThe hazers are so strict.â The cute pout returns full force as the girl scowls. âEspecially that head hazer, pâKongpob. He looks so nice and handsome but nothing pleases him.â
âIâm sure he has his reasons for what he does.â Arthit does his best to hold back his laughter. âHas he been yelling or punishing the freshmen a lot?â
âWell⊠no, itâs not that, pâ.â Daisyâs brow crinkles adorably as she tries to think of a way to explain it. âPâKongpob almost never yells at us. Itâs just that heâs never happy with what we do. Like when he had us sing our school song. He didnât approve when the whole group sang so told us he would listen to each of us alone. Thatâs so much scarier than singing with the group!â
âAnd what happened?â His brow arches as Arthit tilts his head quizzically.
âIt was horrible, pâArthit!â The girl shifts her weight onto her right foot and her hands grab his arm desperately, looking very much like the cutest koala ever. âHe called on one of the guys in the middle of the group to sing first. No matter how many times he sang the song, pâKongpob wasnât pleased at all and would make him sing again. It went on so long that the poor guy started to lose his voice and his body was shaking from nerves. I thought heâd faint on the spot!â
âDid he faint?â Even knowing the story already, Arthitâs natural concern for his juniors kicks in and he pats Daisyâs hands that are still stuck to his arm.
âNo, but it was close! We couldnât stand to watch the torture anymore. When his voice failed again, the rest of us starting singing for him as loud as we could. It was even louder than the first time when we all sang together.â Daisyâs eyes get impossibly wide as a thought strikes her and she looks up at Arthit. âIs that what he wanted? PâKongpob passed the guy after that and left the hall without making anyone else sing. I thought he was just tired and didnât want to listen anymore.â
âThe hazers always have a reason for what they do, Daisy.â He pats her head affectionately. âThe head hazer, especially, wants to do whatâs best for his juniors so they have a fulfilling university life.â
âYouâre just biased because you used to be the head hazer.â Rolling her eyes, she shoves Arthitâs arm away in a huff. âYou donât know what pâKongpob is really like.â
âYou might be surprised.â Arthit mumbles under his breath with a secret smile before wrapping his arms around the small girl in a brotherly hug. âI think my most adorable nong needs to give her head hazer a chance. I guarantee that you will start to like Kongpob and he will be a great senior to you.â
âYou know pâKongpob?â Daisy asks in surprise.
âWellâŠâ Arthit hesitates and scrunches his face up as he tries to decide what to say.
âPâArthit!â A loud shout interrupts them. Startled, they turn in unison to find an annoyed looking Kongpob standing several feet away and staring daggers.
âYou might say that I know him.â Mumbling again, Arthit releases the girl in his arms as Kongpob walks up beside him. âHi, Kong.â
âWhat are you doing here?â The question is aimed at Arthit but Kong is eyeing the younger girl suspiciously.
âHello, pâKongpob.â Bringing her hands up in a respectful wai, Daisy watches the two boys curiously. Â PâKongpob is clearly irritated about something and pâArthit is blushing like mad as he keeps an eye on the other guy.
âHello, nâBoonsri.â His voice is short but he still returns her wai. âItâs getting pretty late. Why havenât you headed home yet?â
âI ran into pâArthit and we lost track of time while talking.â Looking around, Daisy notices how dark it has gotten. She looks back at Arthit who is still eyeing pâKongpob cautiously. Brushing off the pending night and the weird atmosphere around the guys, she lets out a charming, bubbly giggle. âI forgot to ask what brings you to campus, pâArthit. Iâm still disappointed that we couldnât go to Uni together, even if for just a year. Also, how is work? Have you settled in yet? Did you find a nice apartment?â
âEnough, Daisy! I can only answer so many questions at a time!â Holding his hands up in surrender, Arthit laughs. âTo answer you: Iâm on campus to meet with my lover; Iâm sure you will do just fine without me here; work is going well, Iâm still a newbie so they keep me busy; and the apartment Iâm staying in is nice enough and not too far from my work. I think that was everything.â
âSo, you didnât come here to see me?â With another adorable pout, Daisy flings her arms around Arthitâs waist and buries her face in his chest. âBut Iâve missed my pâArthit.â
âUm, Daisy⊠Daisy⊠you can let go now.â As Arthit awkwardly tries to untangle himself from his darling koala girl, Kong crosses his arms and glares at the two. âSeriously, I need you to let go, right now.â
âFine.â With a disappointed sigh, Daisy releases him and steps away only to be met with the decidedly unfriendly stare of her head hazer. She takes another step back to be well out of his reach. âUh, pâKongpob, is something wrong?â
âWhat can be wrong? Right, pâArthit?â Arthit winces at the younger manâs tone and tries to look as innocent as possible as he shrugs his shoulders. Kong continues to glare, not happy with that response.
âThereâs nothing wrong.â Giving his cutest pout, his secret weapon, Arthit tugs on the hem of Kongpobâs shirt. âI was just waiting here for you when this little sister from my neighborhood ran into me.â
âYou were waiting for pâKongpob? I thought you said you were waiting for your lover?â Once again, Arthit can almost see the gears turning in Daisyâs pretty little head as she considers the implications. Then her eyes widen and her mouth falls open as she almost screams in surprise. âSeriously?! Youâre dating the head hazer?!â
There arenât a lot of people in the area this late at night but, those that are, stop and stare. The older students shake their heads in amusement, already well aware of the rumors surrounding Kongpob and his former head hazer. The first years have practically turned to statues in shock at the unexpected revelation.
âIs there a problem with that?â The silky voice hides Kongpobâs true feelings as he asks for clarification.
âKong, she is the last person thatâs going to say anything.â Sliding his hand into his loverâs, Arthit wraps his other hand around Kongâs arm. âTrust me.â
âI trust you,â Relaxing slightly, Kong sets his free hand on top of Arthitâs. âIâm just not so sure about your nong.â
Before anymore can be said, another freshmen and a familiar older girl come out of the building and head straight for them while calling out to Daisy. The guy is lean and handsome with brushed back wavy dark hair and an infectious grin. As the girl with him gets closer, Arthit realizes itâs Prae Pailin from Kongâs year.
âBoonsri, why didnât you wait for us?â The handsome guy asks as soon as he stops next to her. Belatedly, he notices the two with her and hastily raises his hands to wai. âHello, pâKongpob.â
âSorry, Chain. I was just going to wait for you on the benches over there but got sidetracked.â Linking their fingers together, Daisy tugs him closer with a sweet smile.
âPâArthit, is that you?â Catching up, Prae happily wais to her senior. âHow have you been?â
âGood. How about you, Prae?â Arthit lets go of Kong to return the wai, but connects their hands again after.
âIâm fine.â Her smile widens at the sight of their linked hands. âIâm glad youâre here. Somebody has been a grump lately from missing you.â
âHas he really?â Arthit gives a teasing grin to Kongpob, his dimples in full display. âDo I need to punish him in front of the first years? Maybe a hundred situps or 50 laps around the track?â
âSurprised you didnât suggest shouting in front of the whole dining area again that I like you.â Rolling his eyes at his boyfriend, Kong shakes his head.
âWould that even count as a punishment?â Sarcasm drips from Arthitâs words. âYouâd do that anyway without any provocation from me.â
âProbably.â Conceding the point, Kong swiftly dips his head and gives Arthit a soft peck on the lips. He quickly straightens up and grins at the stunned expression on his boyfriendâs face.
âKONGPOB!â Arthitâs sharp yell echoes off the nearby building.
âYou two never change.â Amused, Prae laughs at her friendsâ antics before turning to look at the younger people next to her. She slides her hand into Daisyâs empty hand. âWe should get going. Itâs getting pretty late.â
The trio say their goodbyes and walk off hand in hand. A little further and Kongpob sees Prae lean over to kiss Daisy on the forehead as Chain raises their hands to kiss her knuckles. The affection between the three is evident as they are swallowed up by the invading darkness.
âDid theyâŠ? Iâm mean, are theyâŠ?â Unable to put his thoughts into words, Kongpob stutters to a stop.
âAre the three of them dating? Yes and it seems to be working out for them.â Arthit answers Kongâs unfinished question. âI told you Daisy wouldnât mind us dating.â
âBut⊠seriouslyâŠâ With a sigh, Kongpob smirks at his own reaction. âAs long as theyâre happy.â
âRight now, Iâm not too concerned about whether they are happy or not.â Tugging Kongpob to face him, Arthit knots the collar of the hazerâs shirt in his fists and pulls him down to eye level. âIâm more concerned about my neglected, grumpy, and apparently very jealous boyfriend.â
âYou do realize that we are still standing in the middle of campus, pâArthit?â Not denying the accusation, Kongpob looks into Arthitâs eyes hesitantly.
âI donât fucking care.â The low growl is followed by soft, warm lips pressing hungrily against his own.
When Arthit shows no sign of stopping, Kongâs hands slip around his waist and pull the older man firmly up against his solid body. One of the hands that had been gripping the collar slide up into Kongâs thick hair to hold him in place as Arthit tilts his head for better access. The tip of a wet tongue traces the crevasse of the younger manâs mouth, begging to be let in. Unable to resist, Kong parts his lips and their tongues wrestle in a familiar duel, tasting their need for each other. A lack of necessary oxygen finally has them pulling apart, but that doesnât stop Kong from planting baby kisses down the side of Arthitâs neck.
âWe should get some dinner. I doubt youâve eaten anything since lunch.â Panting, Arthit pushes Kong away so they can calm down. In doing so, he becomes more aware of their surroundings and is extremely happy to note the lack of people left in the area. A pink blush rushes from the tips of his ears all the way down into his clothes, which Kong studies speculatively.
âI am hungry.â The suggestiveness in Kongâs statement is not lost on Arthit and his blush deepens.
âPervert.â Smacking the boy upside the head, Arthit gives him his best head hazer glare with his arms crossed. âIâm talking about eating food, not me.â
âCanât I have both?â Kongâs low voice seductively whispers near his ear sending an excited shiver across his skin.
âWe can get the food to go.â Jerking his boyfriend close, Arthit gives him one more scorching kiss before grabbing his hand and leading the way to the food stalls.