Absolutely Yours 16

I was finishing Haikyu so it took me longer to update. Thank you for waiting. 🙂

Arthit’s POV

“Yes,”

I stopped from walking.

I gave him a questioning look.

A sly smile never left his face. “Do you not remember having a good time with me?”

My brow raised.

“Huh?” It doesn’t ring a bell.

His smile grew even wider.

“When was this?”

“Next weekend,”

I should have known.

I should have known he was up to this teasing again.

“The answer is no,”

“Come on it’s just hanging out,”

“No,” then carried on heading out the door.

I was glad I caught the elevator right on time where it almost closed.

When I reached my room, I ran to my laundry basket.

I searched for the basketball short that I wore yesterday.

Throwing every piece of clothes I see as soon as I saw it wasn’t what I was looking for.

When I finally found it, I ran to my bedside table and took my phone.

So much for your “no” earlier, Arthit.

Before proceeding with my plan, I reminded myself.

You’re doing this as a gratitude for feeding you today.

No more. No less.

I look at the paper with Kongpob’s number in it.

Then, I composed a message.

Message sent to Kongpob.

I crawled back to bed, thinking about him until I drifted off.  

Kongpob’s POV

I followed him with a glance as he strode out of my dorm.

I couldn’t help but smile.

I wanted to prolong his misunderstanding of me and Sahit being together just so he could stop liking her.

So he would give up to the idea of him having a chance of being together with her.

I don’t like it.

Why?

I just don’t like it.

I was about to clean the counter where we both shared a meal  when my phone’s ringtone filled the kitchen.

It was sitting on the cupboard so I reached up for it.

It was from an unknown number.

Thank you for the meal.
I’ll repay you for it. Next Sunday, my treat.

-Arthit

My smile grew even wider.

It felt like it will eternally stain my lips.

How could I not when he vehemently declined earlier?

My mind wandered to how I bumped into him this morning.

I was on my way to meet my parents but when I got on the elevator, even with his head down, I was able to recognize him.

I just moved in the building because this is the closest to the university.

On the other hand, he didn’t seem to notice me because he had his eyes fixed on the floor.

 He didn’t even bother to look up to see who stepped in. He just moved to give space for me.  

I opted to wait for him to notice me.

I had my eyes fixed on him.

He deemed to be oblivious of what’s around him.

Or maybe he just doesn’t care.

But by the way he looked, he seemed to be living in the same building.

He was wearing a boxer and a loose top.

He looked so casual that it gave off a carefree vibe.

His hair was all over his face, he looked chill —- just the way i like it. I feel like running my hand on his hair.

I noticed his hand was on his stomach — moving up and down.

I understand why when I heard it rumbled.

I softly chuckled.

Watching him from a distance has became my hobby recently.

It is very entertaining to me to watch his every move whenever he’s around.

I recalled when he was in the locker room.

His head was rested on the wall when I walked in,  eyes closed.

I walked carefully towards him making sure he won’t wake up.

When I was near him,  I watched him as he was sleeping.

It was so amusing when he moved his lips and creased his brow while sleeping.

There were times where I had the urge to straighten his brows but I held it in.

I leaned at the wall near him where he was at an arms length so I could watched him.

After a while, some students walked in but I quickly hushed them and pointed Arthit sleeping.

I did it repeatedly every time there were people who walked in.

They seemed to grasp what I wanted to say so they went out of the room at once.

I shifted my gaze back at him.

My heart seemed to be at ease having him this close.

It gave off a kind of feeling that you are right where you are and you are where you should be.

He seemed to be not a morning person so I decided to step off and closed the door and put a do not disturb sign before buying a hot drink for him.

I snapped out at my thoughts when I heard his stomach rumbled.

He must be heading out to eat. I thought.

Ting.

I heard the elevator sound, sign that we are on the ground floor.

When it opened, he leisurely strolled towards the restaurant.

He is indeed hungry.

I silently followed him behind, keeping my distance and making no sound to attract his attention.

I also heard when he sighed disappointingly while staring at the closed restaurant.

I noticed before he turned around to go back, his eyes were fixated at something.

I smiled.

I side-stepped when he sauntered back to the elevator.

My heart couldn’t take it when I saw him so disappointed.

I can’t let him starve, can I? An idea came to my mind.

I slipped out my phone from my pocket.

“Ma, I have something important to do. Can we meet tonight instead? ” I was talking to my mom while I was following Arthit from a distance.

“Thank you, see you. ” I walked towards Arthit who was currently waiting for the elevator door to open.

When I called out for his attention, he was apparently taken aback.

I was more flabbergasted of how he looked.

I wanted to laugh but I did my best to hold it in. It’s funny how this guy can be this careless. The urge to take care of him lurking inside me.

When we were in, I couldn’t keep it to myself anymore.

“Why are you out looking like that? ” I asked.

“What do you mean by “looking like that? ”

He quickly shove me away to look at himself.

When he told me I can laugh. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I laughed my heart out.

He was so damn cute,  looking so embarrassed and all. He needs someone to take care of him.

I can’t remember the last time I laughed this hard.

Ting.

When the elevator opened, I grabbed him along with me.

He did not see it coming so he wasn’t able to pull his hand immediately.

He tried to resist but to no avail.

“What are you doing? “

I intentionally ignored his question.

I was very glad when I saw him smiled when I served him Gaeng Daeng.

He was eating it to his heart’s content.

It felt good to be able to see him eat what I cooked happily.

I was told to be good at cooking but I haven’t cooked in a while.

I just don’t feel like cooking for one.

It’s a waste of time and energy.

Seeing Arthit that hungry earlier made me want to cook for him.

I knew he was as flabbergasted as I was when he instinctively tried to feed me.

Maybe for him, it was just a normal thing to do but for me — his normal gesture made my heart flatters.

As I watch him eating the dish I cooked deliciously, I’ve thought of wanting to take care of him.

It felt like I could get used to doing this to him.

I want this man.

I want him for myself.

As greedy as it may sound but I’ll do everything for him to want me and only me.