In Every Lifetime

Chapter Nineteen

Arthit threw himself upon Kongpob's bed and let out a great sigh. Bringing his arm up to shield his eyes, he finally let his mind rest. His first day back at school had been tiring with a ton of work to catch up with. Had it not been for Knott's legendary notes, he would not have made it past the day.

Thankfully, most of their current course work involved mainly group projects in which he had the gang's support and understanding. He sighed again. If he wanted to keep up his grades for the year he really had to push himself more this semester. Maybe it wasn't a bad thing. Studies would at least keep his mind off thinking about Kongpob.

Like today, the day had gone by in such a flurry that he had no time to think about Kongpob. At least not until now, when he was really alone again. Now that all his things had been secretly shifted here by his husband, he had been pretty much left with no choice but to return to this room.

He both dreaded and yearned to be here. As much as he dreaded being in the room that used to belong to Kongpob, he also felt somewhat comforted by it. Being around Kongpob's things made him feel a little less alone, even for just a little bit.

He rolled over, curling himself into a fetal position. It was strange but within a short span of time, it had almost felt like he had forgotten how to sleep alone. Kongpob often had his arms and legs draped all over him that the bed now felt strangely empty and cold.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Inhale.

Exhale.

Arthit chanted to himself, the same way he did for Kongpob all these years. It seemed to be the only way he could stop himself from crying himself to sleep. It kept him calm enough to at least allow himself time to drift asleep.

Arthit didn't know how long he had been asleep for before an arm draped around him, pulling him close to something that was both hard and soft at the same time.

He snuggled closer out of instinct, pressing his face against it. A familiar tapping on his cheek and little kisses soon followed. Arthit swiped a hand against the touch on his face, only to hear a familiar chuckle.

"Too early Kong.." Arthit groaned. He definitely hadn't slept enough yet for it to be a school day again.

"Actually it's too late." Kongpob whispered. "I missed you."

Another soft kiss was delivered to Arthit's forehead, lingering there a little longer than the rest of the kisses earlier.

Arthit's eyes fluttered open at the voice, only to find himself staring at a chest he knew oh too well. He pulled back in a hurry, staring up at the pair of eyes looking back with love.

"Kong!" He gasped as he threw himself back into the other's arms and held on tight. "You're here again." He muttered against Kongpob's chest, struggling hard not to burst into tears again.

"Technically, you are the one who's here. I've been waiting all day, hoping you would come."

"Me?" Arthit frowned and separated himself from his husband, unwillingly. He looked around the area, only to realise he was once again back in the same room - Kongpob's other one.

"But how?"

"I don't really know either Oon." Kongpob shrugged, pulling him back into his arms. "I tried asking around after last night, if you would be able to return to this.. Dimension again. I couldn't go to yours anymore. No one seemed to know though. But I held onto the slim chance that you would."

"Does this mean I can now meet you every time I sleep?"

"I'm not sure, but for now it does seem that way. I think that," Kongpob paused, to fiddle with the ring on his husband's hand. "Is our link." He wiggled his own fingers in front of Arthit.