I am him [Comprehensive]

When Kongphop just woke up, he thought he was still in a dream.

Otherwise, how could Arthit appear on his bed?

No, this is not his bed, no matter the surrounding furnishings or the bedding on the bed, they are all strange to him.

But at this moment, Kongphop didn't bother to look at the sheets and bedding, he only had eyes for the person lying beside him.

The early morning sunlight came in through the gaps in the undrawn curtains, and just fell on Arthit's sleeping face, casting a shadow on his curly and thick eyelashes.

Kongphop couldn't help feeling an urge to lean over and lick the shadow.

But in fact, he didn't even dare to move, for fear of waking up this beautiful dream, he only dared to trace Arthit's picturesque eyebrows bit by bit with greedy eyes, his heart was pounding, pounding non-stop.

I don't know if it was because his gaze was too hot, but after a while, Arthit frowned slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

Kongphop panicked, and hurriedly raised his hand, trying in vain to block the ray of sunlight that disturbed his dreams.

The tranquility now is so beautiful, he really doesn't want to lose it just like that.

However, this action still couldn't prevent Arthit from waking up.

His eyelashes fluttered for a while, and finally he opened his eyes slowly. When he saw the face beside him, the confusion in his eyes immediately receded, and his eyes became clear.

Immediately afterwards, Qingming also became full of impatience: "Who told you to sleep up? Don't go down!"

Kongphop looked back at the quilt that had been thrown under the bed.

He vaguely remembered that he woke up in a daze in the middle of the night, thinking that he fell out of bed because of a bad sleep, so he closed his eyes and climbed back up again.

But I didn't expect that what I climbed was not my own bed at all.

And Arthit clearly followed his line of sight to see the quilt.

No, since the quilt is on the ground, what is Kongphop covered with?

Arthit's heart shuddered, and he lowered his head in disbelief.

The emergency blanket that he took out from the closet was covering them at the moment, and because the blanket was not too big, the two of them were tightly close together.

It's just that in his sleep, he was already used to the temperature of embracing and sleeping, and he didn't notice it when he just woke up.

Arthit was anxious, and hurriedly pushed and kicked Kongphop out of the blanket, and then someone naked appeared in his sight, and even some part of him was due to the physiological phenomenon that every man will have in the morning And is raising his head slightly.

Arthit turned his face away in panic, lifted the blanket and threw it on him.

Unlike his cheeky face when he was drunk, Kongphop's face turned red now.

Quickly wrapping the blanket around his body, he stammered, "Well, Arthit...Senior, why am I here with you?"

Arthit glared at him: "Because I'm brainless!"

Kongphop: "..." with an innocent face.

Seeing him like this, Arthit felt that he was hopelessly stupid.

When I brought the person back, I only felt that he was drunk anyway and didn't know anything, but I forgot that the person would be sober the next day.

The embarrassment that permeated the entire room before him really made people wonder what to do.

He could only continue to hold on, and kicked him again: "Stop talking nonsense, your clothes are hanging on the balcony, hurry up and get out!"

Kongphop vaguely remembered that he was drinking and drinking downstairs, as if he saw Arthit.

As for the later events, he probably only remembered a few sporadic images.

And in those pictures, except for Arthit's face, he couldn't remember anything else at all. As for how he followed Arthit back home, he couldn't remember at all.

But no matter what happened, the ending was enough to make him ecstatic.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up a little, and he smiled so obtrusively: "Senior Arthit took me back to take care of me because he saw that I was drunk? So do you really hate me?"

Arthit rubbed his temples with a headache, and denied bitterly: "Do you know what you did last night?"

Kongphop was taken aback, and subconsciously looked at Arthit's lower body.

Arthit froze, picked up a pillow and threw it at him: "What are you looking at?! I mean you threw up on me last night!"

Kongphop took the pillow and hugged it, smiling a little shyly: "Sorry, I was too drunk last night."

In the early morning, a man was sitting on the bed, with only a blanket covering his waist, and the muscles all over his body were just right...

The atmosphere seems to be getting weirder and weirder.

Arthit gave him a blank look: "Stop talking nonsense, put on your clothes and leave."

Kongphop got out of bed obediently wrapped around the blanket.

Only then did he have the heart to look around the room.

Unlike the scrupulous sternness shown in front of the juniors, Arthit's room doesn't look so tidy as to be outrageous.

There are various comic books and figures on a bookshelf by the wall, the wardrobe is not closed tightly, a corner of his often worn red uniform happens to be exposed, and there are still notes spread out on the desk...

Everything should be unfamiliar, but everything makes Kongphop feel inexplicably familiar.

I don't know if it's because Arthit's apartment is very similar to his.

A mobile phone on the bedside table suddenly buzzed, and the eyes of the two moved there together. On the screen, M's profile picture was flickering back and forth desperately. It was a video request he sent to kongphop.

Arthit felt as if someone had poured a basin of cold water mixed with ice cubes on his face, and he became sober all of a sudden.

Kongphop hastily hung up the phone and looked at him in panic.

Arthit's emotions calmed down instead, and he just glanced at him lightly: "You go, I have to go to class later."

Compared with his indifference at the moment, Kongphop would rather see his sullen eyes and brows only aimed at himself.

Holding the phone, he hesitated for a while and finally couldn't help but say: "Actually, M and I have already..."

Although he promised M not to disclose the breakup, but in front of Arthit, he really didn't want to hide it.

Even if Arthit doesn't care about it at all.

But who knew that before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door outside, followed by Not's call: "Arthit, are you up?"

Kongphop's heart suddenly sank, and he frowned and looked towards the door.

But Arthit's reaction was obviously much bigger than his.

He got off the bed suddenly, pushed and shoved Kongphop to the bathroom, opened the door, quickly pushed him in, and anxiously told him: "Don't make any noise inside, do you hear me?"

Looking at his posture, it looks like he has been raped by his wife.

Kongphop suddenly felt dissatisfied.

But Arthit didn't care that he was full of dissatisfaction, and closed the bathroom with a bang.

Kongphop held the phone tightly, listening to the movement outside, his whole body was churning in a sea of ​​vinegar.

"Why did it take so long to open the door? Did you just wake up?" Not came in with breakfast, his eyes fell on the quilt that was still lying on the floor, "Why did the quilt fall?"

Arthit's body stiffened, and he hurried over to pull the quilt onto the bed, and smiled awkwardly: "Maybe it's because it was a bit hot last night. Well, go to class, right? Let's go!"

As he spoke, he picked up the backpack thrown by the bed.

Not smiled and wrinkled his nose, lifted the porridge in his hand: "But, breakfast..."

Arthit raised his hand: "Ah, let's go out to eat, and buy some frozen milk, I haven't had it for a long time."

"Didn't you say you would never drink again?" Not laughed a little, "Arthit, what happened to you today?"

Arthit rolled his eyes uncomfortably: "Just, let's make an exception today, I suddenly want to drink, let's go."

Not shook his head helplessly: "The porridge I bought will be cold if I don't eat it, I'd better buy a cup and drink it when I go out after eating."

As he said that, he had spontaneously gone to the place where Arthit put the bowls and chopsticks, and put the porridge together with the bag into the bowl.

Having said all of this, Arthit couldn't forcefully pull him away, so he could only cooperate and sit at the table.

Not got up and went to the bathroom: "I'm going to wash my hands."

"Wait a minute!" Arthit called him hastily.

Not stopped and turned his head suspiciously.

Arthit blinked: "That... the toilet in the bathroom broke down yesterday, and I haven't had time to find someone to fix it, so I locked the door first, so I don't go in, lest I can't eat."

Kongphop locked in the bathroom: "..."

Not nodded: "Okay, I remember there is a faucet on the balcony, right? Then I'll go to the balcony to wash it."

Arthit nodded halfway, and then thought of someone's clothes hanging on the balcony, and his whole body tensed up again: "No way!"

Not frowned even tighter: "What's wrong?"

"The balcony...the faucet on the balcony hasn't been used for a long time, it's very rusty." Arthit walked over, pushed him to the table and sat down, "Just eat like this, don't be so hygienic, wait until the teaching building to go to the bathroom It’s fun to wash in here. Come, come, eat.”

Not looked at his hand on his arm, and couldn't help feeling distracted for a while, and by the time he realized it, he had already sat down at the table.

In order to hide his gaffe, he couldn't help but cleared his throat, and finally he was willing to calm down and eat.

Arthit has ghosts in his heart, and he has no appetite for anything. He only wants to finish his breakfast early so that he can leave with Not, so he ate the meal like a storm, and within a while, the food on the table was swept away. A clean sheet.

Looking at his posture, Not couldn't help but ask, "I...did I buy less today?"

"No, just right, it's almost time, let's go." Arthit picked up the backpack on the side again.

Not looked him up and down amusedly: "This is what you wear?"

Arthit was still wearing gorgeous beach shorts, which were really not suitable for going out.

Only then did Arthit come to his senses, and couldn't help cursing in a low voice, "Then, wait a moment, I'll change my clothes."

Hearing this sentence, Kongphop, who had been full of jealousy, immediately sat up straight on the toilet.

Arthit doesn't have any other small rooms here, and now that he's in the bathroom, he won't come in... So, does he actually want to change clothes in front of Not?

Kongphop stood up abruptly.

The two people outside the door obviously also discovered this problem.

Originally, we were all men, so it was no big deal to change clothes in front of everyone.

Although Not had ghosts in his heart, Arthit didn't know what was going on in his mind.

It's just that today, when he thought that there was another person in the bathroom, he suddenly felt that changing clothes in front of others was somewhat embarrassing.

Not stood up very consciously: "Otherwise, I'll wait for you outside."

Hearing what he said, Arthit felt that it seemed a bit hypocritical to deliberately drive people out again.

He waved his hand quickly: "No, no, why don't you just change your clothes? It's not a girl."

Not smiled: "That's right, anyway, every time I go swimming, I change clothes together, I'm being stupid."

Hearing their final decision, Kongphop finally couldn't take it anymore, and opened the bathroom door.