(Author Aom Ro)
For Det's birthday, their shortest friend the rest of pack pitched in for the dinner.
At the enterance, Kit came over restaurant with his rice farming outfit and hat.
Bell blinked profusely at Kit's motorcycle.
"Didn't know I pulled you away from chores." Fon mentions in regret.
"You saved me from misery." Kit replied.
Kit turned his eyes to meet Bell's.
Rice farming? Bell thought to himself.
They walked into the restaurant.
Everyone took a seat except Kit who glanced at backside of Charn sitting next to Bell.
"Um, excuse me P'Charn, I prefer to sit there."
"Okay?" Charn gets up and takes seat next to Det.
Bell's skin tensed up as Kit sat down next to him.
A few seconds later, Bell hesitated before scooting his seat further away from Kit.
Kit grabbed onto bottom of chair and pulled Bell's chair closer to him which made Bell's face flushed and leans away in disgust.
Everyone looking at menus, Kit leans foward whispering to Fon while his hand still on Bell's chair.
Bell clenched his fists on his shaking knees.
Flashback to Kit pinned Bell on the floor before he slowly went lower to lick Bell's stomach.
Bell rose off his seat. "I-I gotta go to bathroom." He rushed away from his table before entering the bathroom and slammed the door with heart pounding.
Bell punched the sink,
The door opened easily made Bell swiflty turned around.
I locked the door!
Kit looks at Bell, hand on door side before he walks in and closed the door behind him.
Bell leaned against the sink as Kit walked closer to him, legs shaking. "W-w-wait, the others are outside-!"
Kit's hands grasped onto Bell's shirt and ripped it opened but left his jacket intact.
Bell flushed at Kit's eyes staring at his chest while sporting a flushed face as well.
Bell pushed Kit off him. "M-my chest isn't burned!"
Kit stays still as Bell zips up his jacket before watching Bell walked out.
They both appeared back at the table seperaly.
Kit came back last, suprised to see Bell sittting back in his spot and didn't ran out of the resturant then remebered he must feel safer with the pack than alone.
"Which wine did you want?" Fon asked across from Bell.
Bell sideglanced at Kit's widden eyes. Bell turned his attention back to Fon.
"I shouldn't today in front of Kit." Bell declined the offer.
Wait, what? Kit thought to himself.
Kit stood up startling everyone else at the table.
"Hold on! Bell isn't 18 like me and Det?!" Kit intervened in a shocked shout.
Fon raised his eyebrow. "You didn't know Bell is 29, all this time?"
Kit's mouth gaped at the info. "No!"
Bell hid his face in the menu.
"Bell signed up to college late, he's really 29 years old with good genes." Fon explained to Kit who sat back down stunned.
Kit muttered under his breath. "He's my senior by 11 years?!.."
"Does that bother you?" Fon asked bluntly.
Kit stared at the table mat.