S.R. PRACHAYA

Arthit went back in his apartment to pick up Kong and he take some clothes befor returning in his clinic. He needs to stay there to take care of his mysterious patient.

He wants to ask his brother, P'Gunsmile. He's a police officer.

But he realized that its a no-win situation, because he needs to explain to his brother why he's asking about a person named S.R. PRACHAYA.

Krist doesn't know if this man is a bad guy. And like in a movie, he know a lot of people died in helping a stranger. And that's what upset him in this kind of situation.

So he needs to be with Kong wherever he goes. His dog was kind, but it was similar to his elder brothers who were always suspicious of those who wanted to approach him. It looks like an intimidating 170 pounds German Shepherd. No one tries to push their luck to approach him.

He spent his whole day in the clinic with Kong, until the evening came but the man was still unconscious. He also started to be worried because the guy was still feverish.

Every time he awakens the man because that's what he needs to do for a person who has concussion.

When the man is awake, he answers Krist's questions, before taking his medicine and drinking water. After that he will rest again.

Krist was done eating his dinner, finished washing the disher and noe he's wearing his pajamas. He was now lying on the sofa of the man's room so he could watch him properly.

He had been lying down for a few minuted when he heard the man's voice.

He got up and found the man struggling. To prevent the man of getting himself hurt, he approached the man and held his shoulder to wake him up.

"Mr Prachaya", he says "Youre just dreaming. Wake up!"

He was inflamed with pain before, opened his eyes and began to sweat.

"My God, what did they do to you?" Krist asked as he caressed his forehead.

The man began to tremble "Why is it so cold" he said as his body continued shaking. Krist heard the man grinding his teeth because of the restraint of his body trembling.

Krist began to panic. He wrapped three blankets on the young man. And he knew it was hard for the man to bend his body because of the injuries he have. If he just listened to Namtan and brought him to the hospital.

He switched on the lampshade beside the bed and he saw the man's lips turned blue because of the cold he felt.

"S-so... sorrryy", he said and Krist sighed. This man is having trouble from his body injuries, but he's still the one who apologizes to him.

Body heat, that's all he can give to the young man. He had no other choice.

As if you'll refuse to give body heat on that handsome man, said by his mischievous brain. Krist scold himself silently, this is not the right time to think in this kind of situation.

And he still not sure if the man is really handsome or not.

The man's eyes were closed. It's like a child waking up in a nightmare and no one else can help. His arms are crossed on his chest as if he wanted to hug himself.

Krist also put himself inside the blanket. He did not remove his clothes even though he knew that his skin would give more heat, he couldn't take his clothes off beside the stranger.

His clothes were cotton. It is enough to embrace the man to make him feel better.

He was shocked when he embraced him. The fever of the man is very high, and his body is constantly shaking.

He lays the man on the other side and hugs him from behind while caressing his arm. He's sure that his face is blushing now, because his legs were on the muscular legs of the guy.

Krist pressed his reddish cheek behind the young man. The man was surprised at first, but he pulled Krist tight and hugged his arms.

Krist just pretends that the one next to him is just a young boy. He must not give different meaning for what he's doing.

He started singing. He sang a love song and pop songs until the guy stopped trembling and gradually fell asleep.

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He tried to open his eyes. His one eye is very painful while the vision of the other one is blurred. Where is he? And why he's feeling so heavy? He swallowed and he felt pain in his dry throat.

He just remembered the pain he had suffered. And the angel. He opened his eyes several times and he saw an angel.

He talks to him. Helps him drink, gives him medicine. Last night... last night?

Last night he was next to him on the bed, embraced him and protecting him. He knew that it was wrong, because he should be the other's protector but he was still weak.

Now he wakes up again, and his body is quite comfortable than before.

The door opened slightly and his angel came in. His white coat was put on the top of his red t-shirt and jeans. He holds a blue dog bowl. The angel approached him and touched his forehead.

"Your fever is gone", he says. "Thank God"

He looks at the young man's face, one word immediately entered in his mind "cute". He really looks like an angel that the heaven sent just for him.

him.

"How are you feeling?" Young man asked.

He swallowed again, but he stopped trying to perceive the pain he felt.

"I felt, I was shit" he said softly.

Krist bite his lips "As you look right now, someone really shot you" he replied before removing his hair from his forehead.

He was so gentle of that act and he did not notice that he was smiling even though his lips were still painful.

"Are you hungry?" Again this question. He looked at his dog bowl. "Ah", he began "not yet".

The young man laughed, " Its not for you. Its for my patient... Ah well you are my patient too, but this is for the dog. Just wait here. I'll buy you something to eat"

The young man turned his way to get out of the room again. "Sir, what is your name?" He asked him a question when the angel was approaching the door.

"Krist" answered the man while smiling. "How about you. What is your name?"

He opened his mouth to answer Krist's question before he was struck by a realization that he did not know his name.

He blinked and it was definetely obvious to his face the fear he had suddenly felt.

"I don't know"