Chapter 13

(Tankhun POV)

"I can't believe it, soon I will meet with all the BSFC's players... .Team!" hollered Kim from the back seat of Chan's Range Rover. "It's like a dream~ Cap, thank you for letting me come along."

"You're welcome, Kim. I should be the one thanking you, that you were willing to help me pack up my things," Chan replied, smiling at Kim through the rear-view mirror.

Tankhun snorted in annoyance. He was still pretty upset with Chan.

"Just so you know, I hate you," stated Tankhun.

"What now?"

"You're deliberately giving me the impression that today it's just the two of us doing the labor, aren't you? You deliberately didn't provide me with complete information, it turns out that your teammates will also help us. You enjoyed seeing me exasperated, didn't you? Admit it!"

"Did you give me a chance to explain more about today's plans? As soon as you heard about it, you protested and then before I knew it, you three brothers got into a quarrel," Chan reasoned and Tankhun had to admit there was some truth in what he said, but he was positive Chan deliberately annoyed him. His guts told him that and Tankhun Theerapanyakun was almost always right.

"On behalf of my brothers, I'm really sorry, Cap," Kim suddenly interrupted them.

Tankhun immediately looked back at Kim, and silenced him with a sadistic look he called his 'Asian Tiger Mom's Stare'. This was his ultimate anti-fail weapon, for Kim shut his mouth in an instant.

"Look, if you feel I did it on purpose I'm sorry, but seriously, I'm not trying to hide anything from you," pleaded Chan, and because he sounded so sincere, Tankhun decided not to prolong the matter.

"Fine," replied Tankhun, although deep down inside, he was still a bit skeptical.

Chan then turned his head slightly towards the side window of the car, acting like he was trying to hide something. Sure enough, from out of the corner of his eye, Tankhun could see Chan grinning meaningfully.

Why, you...

"You're smirking, you jerk!" yelled Tankhun. "Ugh, still refuse to admit it!?"

If it weren't for Chan driving at the time and doing so would be a danger to all of them, Tankhun would have hit Chan. So, instead he hit the car dashboard quite hard.

"Okay, okay~," confessed Chan as he snickered. "Forgive me, Doctor, I admit I might be trying to tease you a bit."

"I knew it. My guts are never wrong! Hah!" stated Tankhun proudly, his chin up high in the air.

Chan glanced at him for a moment before smiling amusedly. That smile would drive him mad someday. Not today though... not today.

"We are almost there," said Chan. "You guys see the tall white building up ahead? I live there."

"Oh my God~," Kim shouted in panic out of the blue.

"What's wrong, Kim?" asked Tankhun in surprise. "I thought you'd be super excited?"

"Of course, I'm excited, P'! How could I not?" answered Kim. "But, I already thought hard about this all the way here, but still, I can't think of the right words. P'~~ what am I gonna say to all of them?"

"Hi?"

"P'~~~ YOU'RE NOT HELPING~~~" cried Kim dramatically.

Tankhun smiled cheekily while Chan softly chuckled beside him. Sometimes, his youngest brother can be so adorable.

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(Chan POV)

Chan had given his spare Penthouse keys to Pete yesterday, after the BSFC's final practice of the week, before the International break, was finished. Chan also asked the help of his teammates to pack up his things and then move them to the new house. Therefore, when Chan, Tankhun, and Kim stepped out of the private elevator - that brought them from the parking lot in the basement of the condominium complex straight to the top floor, all the BSFC boys were already there. Chan was also hired a moving service firm to carry the heavy items. He and the boys, as well as Tankhun and Kim, just needed to pack and wrap all his belongings neatly before being picked up by the moving service personnel.

"Boys... thanks for coming," Chan greeted his teammates before introducing Tankhun and Kim to them. "This is my friend, Tankhun, and his younger brother, Kim. Kim is a captain on his varsity football team and also a big fan. They will help us pack today."

"Hello everybody, nice to meet you all," said Tankhun confidently, while Kim who was standing next to him was still stunned, his mouth muttering something non-stop in a very low voice - Chan was not able to hear him clearly. He must be overwhelmed to face all the players from his favorite football team at the same time. Poor boy.

"Hi..." Kim finally said, and Tankhun, who stood beside him, shook violently holding back his laughter. Chan, who immediately remembered their conversation in the car, also softly chuckled. The glint in Tankhun's eyes when their gazes met was very mischievous, Chan only dared to raise his right eyebrow slightly to acknowledge a private joke between them. Not gonna lie, it felt so damn good.

"Hi there..."

"Hello..."

"Nice to meet you too."

Pete, Big, and Ken, who were closest to the three of them, greeted Tankhun and Kim back, while the rest of the BSFC gang only waved their hands. Chan could see from the expressions on the boys' faces, they were thinking and speculating hard about his relationship with Tankhun, especially Pol and Arm. Chan was pretty sure their fanfiction writers' instinct must be tingling at the moment (god damn it!). All of them of course knew (who didn't?) about his scandal at the Hattrick Coffee Shop, but they didn't know anything about Tankhun or about their pact that was the result of the incident. So, it must be very confusing for them why he brought Tankhun and his younger brother to his private residence.

Chan just realized about the consequences of his decision, this very second. Moreover, he hadn't prepared a proper answer, if the boys later on asked him about Tankhun. Oh boy, he was too excited to prank the Doctor, he forgot to think about the possibilities this might bring, or the awkwardness which was created by the presence of two strangers between teammates. All the boys were, after all, public figures, and they each had a reputation to protect. Chan couldn't blame his young teammates really, if they chose to keep their distance or keep on guard around Tankhun and Kim. Evidently by what happened to him last month, shit happened.

Fuck!

But everything had already happened, he couldn't back down now. Chan decided to play it by ear, though honestly, he had absolutely no clue what he should do to break the ice.

"Cap, do you have a list of things that need to be packed today? And how many hours do we have?" asked Pete, distracting Chan from his current thoughts.

"I do, I'll give the list to you guys in a moment. I asked the personnel from the moving service firm that I hired to come after lunch around 1.30 PM," answered Chan, who didn't even notice when his co-captain approached him, for Pete was standing right in front of his face now.

"So we have approximately 4 hours to wrap things out," affirmed Pete.

"Yes," confirmed Chan.

After that, silence... like-you-can-hear-a-pin-drop type of silence, literally. His boys, who were usually so loud and wild, kept their mouths shut very tightly.

Oh God... what have I done?

"Oka~y, since everyone's suddenly quiet, then I will do the talking, and I say... we need some confession here," blurted Tankhun out, shocking everybody in Chan's big living room.

"Tankhun..." said Chan, trying to do... what? What exactly did he try to do anyway? At least, at the moment Tankhun's words caught their attention. So he let him be.

"I got this, Chan," reassured Tankhun, as he winked at him.

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10 Minutes Later

Laughter echoed in the previously silent living room. Chan looked at Tankhun who was still chattering animatedly about the sequence of events that led him to Chan's penthouse today, in amazement. Tankhun Theerapanyakun was indeed something else.

"So, after 18 days of no news, my hopes are soaring, has the BSFC Captain forgotten his revenge?"

"Oh, come on! It's not revenge," Chan argued. "After everything you've caused to my reputation, three tasks are nothing."

"Sttt... I'm talking here, mister!" said Tankhun cheekily to Chan, as he placed one hand on his hip.

The laughter in the room grew louder, Chan could only shake his head, and laughed along with the boys.

"But, of course he's not forgetting, for he is a mean guy," Tankhun told the boys, which was met with another barrage of laughter.

"Yes, I agree. Cap can be so mean~" cried Pol.

Oh, you 'lil shit!

The captain threw the tall footballer's head with a pack of tissue and... bullseye! Pol just grimaced while stroking his head that was hit.

"See for yourself~ the proof!" yelled Arm, defending Pol's honor, while the rest of the gang were still laughing non-stop.

"True! Look, he even has the heart to trapped me here to help him packing. So, here I am with my little brother. Hopefully, you guys go easy on me," pleaded Tankhun prettily. Chan subconsciously clenched his fists. Tankhun needed to stop charming his teammates or half of them would fall for him before the day was over. But, the Doctor was still on fire.

"Not Kim though, please use his strength to the max," added Tankhun cheekily.

"P'~ what's that supposed to mean? This is supposed to be your task!" hollered Kim to his oldest brother.

"I totally agree with Kim! We need to make this second task of yours count," said Chan, challenging Tankhun, and then fist bumping his brother. "Boys, let's get start to work!"

"Aye, aye, Cap!"

As the BSFC players dispersed to do their respective tasks according to the list created by Chan, Tankhun smiled at him with satisfaction. Chan smiled back and mouthed 'thank you' to Tankhun.

"Doctor T, don't worry, okay? We're gonna protect you from Cap's cruelty."

"Pete! How could you say that? Betrayed by my own co-captain!" yelled Chan playfully as he turned his body to face the said co-captain.

"Oh, you are Pete?" asked Tankhun excitedly, he immediately stepped forward from his original position to stand beside Chan.

"Yes."

"And which one is Vegas?" asked him again, curiosity peaking.

Oh God...

"I'm Vegas, Doctor T," replied Vegas, who happened to be standing close by Pete at the time, as he raised his hand.

"Oh my God, so freaking cute~" cried Tankhun as he put his hand to his chest, eyes shining like a puppy.

"Oh, wow, I don't know what to say, Doctor T," responded Vegas, clearly surprised by Tankhun's reaction but at the same time, without his knowledge, misunderstanding the Doctor's meaning. Chan shouldn't tell him about Arm and Pol's fanfiction. Now, everything was messed up.

"Oh, no, no, you misunderstood me, Vegas. I mean, you're a cute boy, but the two of you together look super cute. Kyaaa~~"

Correction... super messed up.

Pete and Vegas, who was standing across from him and Tankhun, look shocked to the core, while Arm and Pol, whom Chan was sure were standing behind them, watching what was happening closely, giggled in delight.

Chan needed to act, and he had to move fast. The first thing he had to do was keep Tankhun away from Arm and Pol, while they hadn't had time to interact yet. Chan was lucky that most of the BSFC's players had already split up to do their tasks and weren't around them when this happened.

"Since you're the fashionista here, I think the best job for you is to sort out and pack my clothes," said Chan to Tankhun quickly. After this he would ask Arm and Pol to do some packing in the furthest room from the main bedroom.

"Aren't you afraid I'll throw all your clothes away? Just so you know, my standards in fashion are very high," expressed Tankhun brazenly.

"I'm not worried in the slightest. So far, you have commented on my coffee, my cocktails, my diet, but never on my clothes. Do I dare to think that I passed the test?" replied Chan cockily.

"We'll see about that," replied Tankhun as he lifted his chin high and looked at Chan with the corner of his eye. "Show me the walk-in closet."

"This way, Honeybun."

"Don't make me tape your mouth instead of the boxes, Mister! It's Doctor."

"My bad, Doctor."

They played this game so many times, yet, Chan still hasn't had enough.

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(Tankhun POV)

"Look at them and tell me you see what I see?" whispered the tall lanky guy to his friend - who was wearing glasses. He immediately turned his head in the direction that was indicated by his friend.

Reflexively, Tankhun looked in the same direction as that guy, and in front of them clearly displayed a moment that would be the dream of every fanfiction writer. The oblivious Kim had somehow parked himself between Vegas and Pete.

Unfortunately, they were standing too far away from their object of observation, to hear what they were talking about. However, Tankhun knew his younger brother very well, and judging by the way his hands were moving non-stop as he spoke, it must be something football related. However, the interesting thing that Tankhun caught from said moment - he was pretty sure that was also the vibes those two amateur writers captured - has nothing to do with football. Whenever Kim focuses his attention on Vegas, Pete looks a little displeased, and vice versa.

Oh, my... it seems that this is not just a delusion from two footballers. Interesting...

"Of course. After all, since when did we have a disagreement on something, especially about VP," confirmed the player who was wearing glasses. "Ah, jealousy, jealousy..."

"Yes! This is the x factor that we need to make VP reach the next step."

Tankhun couldn't help but step into their conversation. He had just finished sorting out and packing up Chan's clothes. He was tired and this was his reward.

"You two are Arm and Pol, right?"

For a moment, the bodies of the two footballers in front of him tense up, until they finally realized who had asked them that question.

"Doctor T, hi . . . I'm Pol," replied the tall football player.

Ah~ so Arm is the one who wore glasses.

"I'm Arm."

Tankhun held out both of his hands, to shake hands with Arm and Pol.

"Sorry to interrupt, boys, but I couldn't stop myself from getting into your conversation. I think using jealousy as an X factor to take VP relationship to the next level makes a lot of sense."

"I know, right?" wailed Pol keenly.

"Oh, yeah... I already feel the jealousy vibe coming between the two of them, even though I just met them today."

"Oh my God, Doctor T, thank you so much for your input," said Arm to Tankhun. "External input is so invaluable for us. Sometimes, we both feel like we're the only ones who delusional. But if you can feel it too, then I think VP is rio!"

"Kyaaaa~~~" screamed Pol inaudibly, whilst Tankhun and Arm giggled together.

"Is there something funny?" asked Chan who suddenly appeared. Arm and Pol immediately stuttered, and looked for an excuse to escape from Chan.

"Umn... Cap... looks like Big needs our help with the coffee table," mumbled Pol to Chan. He grabbed Arm's hand and then got out of Chan's presence as fast as they could.

"Should you spoil their fun?"

"Please, don't encourage them, Tankhun."

"Why? Now that I've seen Vegas and Pete with my own eyes, I'm pretty sure there really is something between them."

"Oh God, not you too!" pleaded Chan. "You want me to beg?"

"Oh, please... stop being so dramatic, old man," responded Tankhun. "I tell you what, let's make a bet on it."

"Stop it, Tankhun. I refuse," declined Chan.

"Hear me out first," requested Tankhun.

"I must be losing my mind," said Chan. "But go on, tell me."

"If Vegas and Pete are not together together in two months, you can ask me to do one more task for you. This time I promise, no protest whatsoever."

"And if you're right, what do you want me to do?"

"I get to ask you to fulfill one task for me, no protest either."

"Hmm... Deal," affirmed Chan confidently.

"Alright~ you just wait for my sweet revenge, Chan. It will hurt for sure."

"You need to win first."

"I'm always right and you know that."

Chan grunted and rolled his eyes at Tankhun.

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(Chan POV)

After almost 4 hours, all the items that had to be packed and wrapped, according to the list, were done. There were only small items left and one small suitcase filled with clothes that were left on purpose, because Chan was only able to move into his new house after the next Wednesday practice. The captain will spend the next two days unpacking items from the penthouse and then finding a suitable place for them in the new place. After that, on Wednesday afternoon, Chan would pack up all the remaining of his belongings and leave the keys to the penthouse, which he had lived in for many years, to the real estate agent, who had found the perfect tenants, who would occupy his old place.

Chan was very lucky his agent was able to find a tenant in such a short time, just as he had hoped. Because even though this luxury condo held so many sweet memories for him, there were also many bitter things and bad experiences that happened here, which Chan wanted to wipe out from his mind. If the new tenants could occupy his penthouse next week, then it means Chan didn't have to set foot here anymore. Just as his career as a footballer will end at the end of this season, Chan will also end his life story in this place. It was time to make a new story, in a new place.

"Boys," said Tankhun as he clapped his hands to draw attention from everybody in the room to him. "Lunch will be here soon, my treats. I also have discussed it beforehand with your Cap that all of you deserve to be rewarded after today's hard work, and he agreed to make today a cheat day for everyone!"

What the Fuck?

Chan had not had time to protest, his teammates were already busy cheering.

"What did you order for lunch, Doctor T?" asked Tem sweetly.

"Oh, just extra meat, extra veggies, and extra cheese pizza, and of course beers," replied Tankhun, to which the BSFC boys responded with louder cheers than before.

"YEAAAAAH!"

"Woohooo!"

"Doctor T, you read our minds!" yelled Jom. "Thank you!"

"Yeah, thanks, Doctor T!"

"You're welcome, boys!"

Chan could only watch the behavior that showed by Tankhun and his BSFC boys with resignation. But Tankhun was right, they all deserved a reward. Everybody could add extra 20 in their exercise next Monday to shed the calories.

"Doctor T, I love you!" screamed Tem abruptly, as he flashed a big smile at Tankhun, who stunned for a second before smiling back at him.

"Let's not get carried away, Tem," Chan responded right away, with a tone of voice that a little too sharp, even to his own ears. Shit! He needed to control his emotions better.

"Yes, Cap!" uttered Tem awkwardly, before turning his head to facing Tankhun. "I'm so sorry, Doctor T."

"Ck, just forget it, okay? There's nothing to forgive, Chan just being meanie."

The sound of the house phone ringing distracted everyone, Chan immediately moved toward the phone to receive the call.

"Yes, just tell them to come up, Jimmy," instructed Chan to the condominium complex concierge. "Thank you."

"Lunch is here."

The cheers erupted again.

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(Tankhun POV)

"Kim will be okay riding with them, right?" asked Tankhun, who was still a little worried about his brother, who decided to go to Chan's new house with the BSFC team, instead of waiting for him and his favorite Captain. "Your teammates will take good care of him, right?"

"Tankhun, come on... Kim is already 20 years old, he can take care of himself," replied Chan, who at the moment was locking the penthouse door, while trying to calm Tankhun down. "Besides, the boys knew for sure that if they dared to trick Kim, I'd have their hide."

"Good, that's all that I need to hear," said Tankhun, sounding so relieved.

"Thank God, I caught you just in time. I heard you moving out."

Suddenly, a shrill feminine voice came from behind the two of them. Tankhun, who was surprised, reflexively wanted to turn around, but before he could do so, he saw Chan's body suddenly tense up. He decided to gently touched Chan's muscular arm instead.

"What's wrong?" whispered Tankhun.

"Hello, darling... Aren't you going to turn around and look at me? Am I not worthy of a mere greeting?"

The change in Chan's facial expression really made Tankhun startled. He thought he knew what Chan's angry face looked like, but after today he definitely knew . Because the face before him didn't look like Chan's at all. His eyes were cold and merciless. His tense jaw was shaking from holding so much emotion. His lips were stiff and thin without the slightest hint of smile. Tankhun actually felt a chill down his spine.

"No," answered Chan, icy cold. "You really aren't."

Even the tone of his voice didn't sound like Chan at all.

Who the fuck is this person?

Tankhun was one hundred percent aware that today, he had been a pain in the ass for Chan the whole day. However, Chan had never, not once, not even when they met for the first time after the viral video scandal exploded, treated him like he treated her. Whatever mistake this woman ever made to Chan must be huge... and very very personal.

TBC