Arthit's POV

Since Kong and I got together, everything felt right. 

Waking up in the morning was something to look forward to.

There were times that I caught myself smiling for no reason at all.

It seemed easier to smile these days.

The world feels lighter. There's color everywhere.

Cheesy.

The love he showed me was patient and caring no matter what.

It was a new thing to me because I am used to giving love but not being poured by it.

He would laugh at my grumpiness and understands me when I am not in the mood.

It felt like me and him, we're born to twinkle together.

Kong spoils me too much. He showered me with his love without expecting anything from me.

Whenever Kong's around, my insides feels fizzy and I am uncontrollably blushing whenever he looks at me.

His lame pick up lines make my day brighter, despite me showing him how displeased I am about it.

Is this love?

It's scary. 

It's irritating at times.

It makes you so dependent.

But even if so, I never would have wanted anything else.

I think being strong is not about the absence of fear but it's about despite having fear, you opted to go for what you want.

I want to be stronger for him - strong enough to risk everything for us.

Lovesick. Half smiling, half frowning.  I thought.

Our day went by on that week, he still wait for me after practice and either we go back home or we drop by somewhere to have our dinner before heading back home.

It became our routine. If he was caught up with something, he handed me his car keys and let me wait for him in the car. He never wants me to go home alone. And I never want to either.

I am not being clingy, I am just used to having him around. I sometimes asked myself how I managed to take care of myself all this time.

He wants to do lots of things together, like eating lunch, dinner,  picking me up in the morning and so on. Whenever I ask him to not make too much effort, he just shrugged and ignore my request.

I love him - have no doubt about it. It's just that I don't show it that much cause I am afraid he'll get tired of me.

The date

I arrived early because  I had to do some errands in the morning. The mall was already crowded with families enjoying their family day.

It's a Sunday, so it was expected.

I texted him that I was by the coffee shop.

I watched him as he walked the crowded mall,  I could see him but he hasn't seen me yet so I gaze freely.

He was donning a plain v-neck black shirt and a tattered jeans. He had an eyeglasses on that did not only matched his outfit but it made him look stunning, apparently not only in my eyes.

He wasn't particularly good looking but he has that kind of aura that stopped a person from their tracks.

It didn't help that he was so modest about it, it made some girls fall in love with him all the more.

Even the weather was gloomy and it was drizzling, in my eyes, he looked like sunshine.

My heart skipped a beat just by looking at him.

This is dangerous. I am falling deeply in love with him without him doing anything.

On the other hand, is he trying to impress ladies?

I roamed my eyes around, some women were whispering to each other as he passed by.

Was he trying to look good so he'll get noticed?

No.

I am just overthinking.

But it annoys the hell out of me.

I was glad that when he spotted me, he had his eyes fixed on me and his smiles from ear to ear.

"Close your mouth, they might think you are so head over heels with me instead of the other way around." he teased,  standing in front of me.

I didn't know I had my mouth open while gazing at him. I cleared my throat and pursed my lips. "Why are you wearing glasses? " I scolded him.

"I woke up late, I don't have time to put on my contacts." he reasoned out. "Why? "

"You look ugly. " I commented shortly, then sipped to my milk tea casually so I have a reason to look away.

"Do I? So those women over there lied to me. " he countered, sitting on the chair across  me. The table was round and small so our knees touched below.

I rolled my eyes. "Why don't you just go and hang out with them instead?"

"But it won't be fun if it's not you."

I sipped on my tea again to hide a smile. I felt him stretched his leg in the middle of mine and move it left and right gently in-between my knees while smiling mischievously.

I'd be a hypocrite if I say, it didn't affect me. It does.

So I put my knees together causing him to cease. "Stop fooling around,"

He leaned and rested his elbow on the table. "Should I remove my glasses?" he asked innocently.

"No need," I said. I stood up and he followed suit.

"Great! I don't want to disappoint the ladies." I entered the mall and closed the glass doors on his face.

I gave him a cold glare before leaving him behind, tracing my way away from him.

He snickered and stopped me from striding. "I was just kidding, Arthit. I can't believe how much I am loving you more especially when you're jealous."

My brows automatically went up. "Jealous, your face."

He kept his best to hide his laughter. "Let's go?"

I turned and stomped my way in the mall. "What do you want to do?"

"Seriously if it bothers you, I'll take it off. "

"No need, just stay close. "

I hate it that girls are checking him out.

"This close? " he stopped me from walking and hugged me from behind, his chin on my shoulder.

"Kongpob! "

I heard him laughed out hard. "Let's go, " he traced my arms quickly with his hand till our fingers laced.

He dragged me away from them.

A smile escaped from my lips. 

I have a favorite ice cream stall in this mall so I told him to wait in a bench inside the mall.

When I came back, I saw a group of university girls trying to flirt with him.

"Hey, come on tell us your number. " the girl urged, the others agreed.

"I'm taken, " I heard him say. I was pleased.

"That's too bad, if I were her I wouldn't leave you sitting alone. "

He just smiled at them when he noticed me, "See that guy over there? " the girls turned to me. "I belong to him. "

The girls gasped.

I gulped, I couldn't believe how straightforward he was. He was fearless and careless of people's opinion.

The women were disappointed and left keeping their thoughts to themselves.

"How could you say it just like that? "

"I just told them the truth, what's wrong with that?" he said.

I smirked. "You hurt them, "

"I'd rather hurt them than you, "

He smiled. I smiled.

"Anyway, try this, " I told him blandly, handing him a cup of ice cream.

He scooped a spoonful and directed it towards his mouth.

"Do you like it? "

"It's okay.. "

I was disappointed at his remarks. "Just okay? "

"Cause I like you more."

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