SOTUS: Hand over heart

Chapter twelve

A/N- A promise is a promise.. double update just for you @sakurahikaru89

And also to the most active reader I have ever had @restat15. You make me feel like a real writer! Thank you so much! 😘

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Kongpob hadn't been able to sleep. With Arthit right across the wall it was next to impossible for him to stop thinking. When he did fall asleep it was at dawn.But the sounds of pots has woken him up. When he checked the time it was around 8 a.m. There was no way Arthit should be awake at this time. But stranger things have happened during the past few weeks. Kongpob stayed laying on the couch. He didn't want the moment to say good bye to Arthit to come sooner. His eyes were swollen. He was tired. Memories from the previous night came flooding in..

"... You just didn't know how much " yes.. he hadn't known how much. Now he did. He did when it was too late.

He heard footsteps. Arthit entered the room with two steaming mugs. Kongpob sat upright on the couch. Arthit left one mug infront of him on the coffee table and sat on the chair opposite of him

" I brought that coffee for you while I was away. The lady at the store told me it was a special blend. You know I don't drink coffee. You might as well take it when you leave "

Kongpob looked at the mug speechless. Arthit was an enigma he would never understand. The more kind Arthit was to him the more miserable he felt.

" P' Arthit... "

Kongpob's eyes landed on the now very visible marks on Arthit. The tank top Arthit was wearing showed more marks on his collarbone area. Kongpob's breath hitched. His eyes narrowed. The image of someone who wasn't himself touching Arthit was making his stomach hurt and his toes curl. He could feel steam come off his ears. His hands were itching to scrub off the marks on the body he claimed to belong to him. At that moment he didn't care they weren't together anymore. He wanted to break the hands of whoever touched Arthit.

Under his gaze he saw Arthit shift on his seat uncomfortably.

" why? " Arthit broke the silence.

" what? " Kongpob hadn't heard the question. He mind was on Arthit and a stranger on a bed.

" you know Kongpob, I was up all night thinking. I know two years isn't enough to know a person completely, but no matter how I thought about it I just don't get it. I don't understand how you could cheat on me.I don't want to know how it happened. What I want to know is why? Did not having sex bother you that much? Did you resent me the whole time? "

Kongpob was back in his senses.

" P' Arthit, please.. it's not like that.. you don't understand.. "

" WELL THEN MAKE ME UNDERSTAND! .. I'm sorry.. I didn't mean to shout.. I don't want to hate you Kongpob. I don't think I can hate you.. just tell me why "

" would you believe me if I tell you I don't know? "

" you don't know why you did it? "

" NO! I don't know if I did it or not "

" what's that supposed to mean? "