Chapter 35

(Tankhun POV)

Friday Night - the Moonlight

Tankhun took a deep breath before stepping inside the Moonlight. He was dressed to the nines that night and it was 100% on purpose. Super tight faux patent leather pants wrapped his killer legs and perky ass to perfection, and as a top, he wore a sheer silver sleeveless top that leaves nothing to the imagination. From the moment Tankhun got out of the car, and walked towards the main door of his brother-in-law's jazz club, up to this moment, many people had turned their heads towards him.

Good.

The more heads turned toward him the better, for he needed all the attention to heal his wounded pride since the incident at the housewarming party last Sunday. An incident that - till now - he still couldn't accept, hence this little experiment.

The bar door was wide open and even more heads were turning to stare at the sassy doctor. Tankhun, who strode across the room with his signature walk, didn't need to try at all to look seductive, the aura that radiated from him screamed sexy. When he was sure that almost everyone in this small, intimate club was watching him in awe, regardless of their gender, Tankhun smiled satisfyingly and sat down on a stool right in front of Porsche, the owner of the bar.

"P'... WOW," greeted him.

"Porsche, now I believe that I still got it," stated Tankhun firmly.

"What are you talking about, P'? You never lost it," confirmed Porsche. "Who makes you think this ridiculous thought?"

"Who do you think?" challenged Tankhun while raising his eyebrows.

Porsche gasped for a moment and grabbed Tankhun's right hand that was on the bar counter before half yelling, "NO!"

"Oh, yes," responded Tankhun, not hiding his annoyance in the least.

"B-but… No way! It can't be!"

Porsche was still very much in shock, and Tankhun couldn't blame him because frankly, he was still in shock himself. Tankhun decided not to respond to him and just looked at his brother-in-law intensely.

"P'!"

"What?"

Porsche opened and closed his mouth so many times, he looked like a fish gasping for air. If it weren't for his current mood, seeing Porsche like that would have made him chuckle. But not tonight, definitely not tonight.

"Just tell me what's on your mind, Porsche!"

"P', he kissed you like he would die if he stopped kissing you!"

"True," said Tankhun, nodding his head in approval.

"I swear to God, I've never seen a room get empty so fast," added Porsche. "Pete is a really good co-captain and efficient if I might say."

"He is," replied Tankhun, curtly. Again, he nodded his pretty head.

"So, what the fuck happened!? I don't understand."

"And you think I do?" asked Tankhun sharply. "Do you think I would do something as ridiculous as this just to find out whether people still find me desirable or not if I could fathom his mind?"

His face must have looked really frustrated because Porsche then took his other hand and clasped both of them with his large hands. Tankhun knew Porsche was trying so hard not to feel sorry for him, or at least not to show it, but his efforts were useless because Tankhun could still feel it. And he hates being pitied. Nevertheless, it was nice to have somebody hold his hands like this when his emotions were as chaotic as they were right now. For that, he was so grateful for his brother-in-law.

"You want a drink? Your usual?" asked Porsche gently.

Tankhun shook his head. "I better not, I'm driving."

"Okay," replied Porsche, who still held Tankhun's hands. Afterward, no one talked for quite some time before Porsche finally broke his silence. "Do you mind telling me what exactly happened after that kiss, P'?"

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(Tankhun POV)

The Housewarming Party - Knight Residence - Last Sunday

"Finally … the one boy that I want comes to the yard. What took you so long, hm?"

Instead of answering, Chan, quick as lightning, grabbed Tankhun's face with both hands and kissed him hard. Tankhun, who was very surprised, did not anticipate the Captain's movements at all. He didn't even notice the exact moment when Chan's tongue slipped between his lips and now teased Tankhun's tongue to come out and play along. The doctor, of course, did not disappoint, he not only played along but also gave as much as he took.

Somebody just moaned loudly - Oh, God, is that me? - but frankly, the scientist didn't give it much thought at all. He instead wrapped his slender arms around Chan's neck so tightly, that their bodies that were already touching were getting even closer. Nothing seemed enough and Tankhun wanted so much more than this. Their kiss got deeper.

Tankhun felt his chest would burst any minute now, he really needed oxygen, but he wouldn't be the first person who broke the kiss. When Chan finally released Tankhun's lips, he took this opportunity to fill his lungs with as much air as possible before pulling Chan's face closer to him and then kissing the Captain just as hard if not more.

Tankhun could hear movements around him, but he was not willing to focus his attention on anything other than Chan and their delicious kiss. He chose to immerse himself in the pleasure and refused to surface.

The next time Chan released him from their kiss, the living room was almost empty.

From the corner of his eye, he could see Chan walking towards the main door of the house. He must have escorted the boys out of the house, after all, this was his housewarming party and he was the host. Duty was calling.

A hint of shame slipped into Tankhun's mind, their passionate kiss had caused this party to be short-lived. He didn't even see his brothers in this room anymore. Porsche must have dragged Kinn and Kim out of this room as soon as the kiss began. Tankhun felt his cheeks starting to heat up.

"P', wait~ my equipment," cried someone from Tankhun's left.

"Macau, for God's sake, just leave them," Vegas whispered to his brother sharply. "I'll pick them up and bring them home tomorrow, we need to leave right now."

"But-"

"No but... move !"

Tankhun decided to just pretend that he didn't hear the argument between the siblings, and quickly left the living room and walked towards the back of the house. Now that the euphoria from the kiss had worn off, Tankhun was starting to feel a bit panicked. Because tonight, if things happened according to plan, was the first time he would sleep with someone he truly had special feelings for, who he cared for, who he... loved. No use denying it any longer, he had fallen for that man.

Without realizing it, Tankhun's hands automatically moved to pick up the plates and glasses that were on the kitchen counter and took them to the dishwasher. For Tankhun, cleaning and tidying up was an effective way to calm himself down. It's just that he never thought this habit of his could apply anywhere else other than at home or his office.

"Oh, God, Tankhun, please just leave them there," said Chan, who suddenly appeared behind him. "I have arranged for the cleaners to come here tomorrow morning to clean the house."

"Is everyone gone?" asked Tankhun softly as he turned around to face Chan. Once gain, Tankhun felt his face starting to heat up. He must have blushed so hard at that moment.

Chan gently lifted his hand to touch the right side of Tankhun's face. "Fuck, you're beautiful."

Without warning, Chan grabbed Tankhun by his waist and then lifted him like he weighed nothing and sat him on the kitchen island in the middle of the room. On reflex, Tankhun put his hand on Chan's shoulder and looked at him with lustful eyes. The captain didn't realize how his actions earlier had turned Tankhun on so badly. Tankhun is thin but he is tall, and he never found a man who could carry him like this, and Chan just did it like it was nothing.

"Ooh~ you like it when I lift you like that, baby?"

I'm so busted.

"Y-yes…" answered Tankhun, a little choked up.

Chan's hands, which were still on Tankhun's slim waist, pulled the svelte body forward almost to the edge of the island. His two hands then slowly spread out Tankhun's long legs so the Captain could fit his muscular body between the doctor's slender thighs perfectly.

"How about this?" whispered Chan in Tankhun's ear.

Tankhun softly moaned.

"I'll take that as a yes," Chan said as he sought Tankhun's lips and fused their lips together.

This time, Tankhun had anticipated Chan's move. This time it was the scientist's tongue that invaded the Captain's mouth first and entangled Chan's tongue wildly with his own. He was a damn good kisser, and he got skill. Never said Tankhun Theerapanyakun was submissive, he was a power bottom and he owned it 100%.

Tankhun's hand started to move down from Chan's shoulder. He had seen with his own eyes Chan's naked broad chest with its beautifully shaped muscles, which were the result of years of intense training, and it was divine. Now, Tankhun needed to touch it desperately and he wanted to see some skin. So, the doctor's clever fingers began to unbutton Chan's shirt one by one…

"P'... Cap… OH, SHIT!"

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(Tankhun POV)

Friday Night - the Moonlight

"KIM!? BUT… How!? Kinn and I dragged him out of the room as soon as you two started kissing!" asked Porsche, who looked like he might not stop being surprised, tonight.

"We'll get there, hear me out first."

"Okay, okay, I'm so sorry, P', go on..."

Suddenly, Tankhun felt so tired and so thirsty, and understandably so, for he had been telling Porsche about what happened that night non-stop.

"Could I have a glass of water, please, sweetie?"

Tankhun sipped his water slowly and tried to calm himself down at the same time, before continuing his story, "Kim's sudden appearance certainly broke the moment between us. We stopped kissing and Chan quickly buttoned up his shirt and stepped away from me. Something that frankly made me think really hard. Was it only me that night who wanted to take our relationship to another level, physically of course, while Chan just got carried away but never really had any intention to sleep with me?"

"If what P' just said is true, then he's mad," said Porsche. "But I'm fucking sure he didn't."

"Oh, sweetie, you always think too highly of me," replied Tankhun. "You forget, he is the big star, not me. He's the one who has a lot of fans that are ready to throw themselves at his feet."

"O~kay… P', I don't like seeing you like this," Porsche argued fiercely. "This is not the real you, so you'd better be snapped out of it, ASAP."

"But..."

"No but, you listen to me," added Porsche, still so fierce, he even dropped honorifics, something that he rarely did. "Since the first time P' Chan brought you here, months ago, have you ever seen him with other people, or seen paparazzi take his pictures with other people, or seen him hooked up with other people?"

"Not to my knowledge, but who knows for sure?" replied Tankhun stubbornly.

"Lord have mercy," muttered Porsche under his breath. "P'! Come on!"

"What?"

"Ugh, you Theerapanyakuns are so bullheaded!"

"Hey, you're married to one, mister!" yelled Tankhun.

"Exactly!" Porsche yelled back.

Tankhun didn't know who started it but this episode where they screamed at each other ended abruptly with them laughing out loud together.

"Fuck, I really need that laugh," said Tankhun as he covered his face with both of his hands. "And I wish that I could have a drink."

"Please do, then maybe you'll be more reasonable. I'll drive you home myself."

"Fuck you!" yelled Tankhun. "Ck, fine, pour it for me."

Porsche deftly poured a double shot of Macallan for Tankhun, who immediately took a leisurely sip.

"What makes you think like that, P'? There must be something that happened, right?" asked Porsche in a calm voice.

"Try plenty, if you want to know," Tankhun replied before taking another sip of his whiskey.

"Tell me... please," pleaded Porsche.

"If Chan truly had the same desire as me that night, he could have said good night to Kim and then continue what we were doing, right?" said Tankhun. "But no~ instead he stepped away from me, followed Kim into the living room, and told him, 'Kim, wait here for a moment, OK? Tankhun will be ready to go home soon.'"

"Huh?"

"You heard me right. Now, ask me why Kim was still there at that time."

"Yes, please tell me the reason, because it doesn't make sense," replied Porsche quickly. "We were among some of the fastest to leave the room that night. And since Kinn and I were the last to arrive at the party, Kinn's car was parked at the very back so both of us could get home first. But Kim is already out of the house!"

"Because apparently, Chan asked him to wait for me in the living room, " said Tankhun word for word slowly. "Before he looked for me inside the house and found me in the kitchen and you know the rest."

This time, Porsche didn't make any sound at all, he was that shocked.

"It was a slap in the face, and not gonna lie, my pride was wounded so badly."

"Kim told you about this?"

"Hn," answered Tankhun curtly. "I asked him about it the next day."

Porsche nodded his head in response. "Of course."

"And oh, there's still one other thing," added Tankhun.

"What the hell? There's more!?" asked Porsche, more like yelling.

"Ever since that night at the party, he only texted me on Wednesday night to let me know that this weekend, the BSFC will be competing out of town and to remind me about the award ceremony the following weekend."

"God damn it! What the fuck is wrong with him!?" Porsche shouted very loud, several people even looked at them.

"I was so close to giving him a call and telling him to go to hell that night," declared Tankhun firmly. "He can go to the award ceremony by himself for all I care if it's not for-"

"For what, P'?"

"Ugh, I don't think I can stand the thought of that damn witch beating me, Porsche," explained Tankhun irritably. "But, if my worst thoughts about Chan are true, that he only needed me as a date for that damn awards ceremony, then all those coffee didn't make any sense."

"Uhm, what coffee?" asked Porsche.

"Oh, I haven't told you about that?"

Porsche shook his head.

"Remember that video of us kissing in front of the training ground?"

"Yes."

"Since a week before the video went viral on social media, Chan has been waiting for me in front of the Hattrick, every morning, in disguise of course, with my hot americano," replied Tankhun. "And if he doesn't have time, he'll ask Macau, the barista, to do it for him."

"Wow, that's... P', that's actually very sweet~" replied his brother-in-law in awe. "Wait, wait, wait… so he did this coffee thing every fucking day? Even now after… you know…"

"Yes. Macau is still waiting for me in front of the Hattrick with my coffee. Nothing changed."

"Wow… I really don't know what to say, P'."

Tankhun just shrugged and took another sip of his whiskey before hesitatingly asking his brother-in-law, "Porsche... p-people don't bother with things like this if they don't care... do they?"

Porsche smiled gently at him and replied, "No, P', if they don't care they won't even bother."

Did he feel relief at hearing Porsche's words? For sure.

"Okay... Okay then, I guess I'll give this relationship another shot."

"At the award ceremony?"

"At the award ceremony," confirmed Tankhun.

TBC

AN:

Finally an update! RL got in the way, and I only had time the last three days to write.
This chapter is one of the hardest chapters I've ever written. I hope you guys like it, and I hope you guys are willing to give me some feedback.
Thank You!