2 What the mess.

"Thank you, sir." I shook hands with the interviewer with the big smile I can ever have. He responded the same.

I took my file and came out of the room. I took my phone from the pocket and saw 20 missed calls from Song.

"He must be tensed about the interview," I thought.

I booked a cab while walking out of my campus. I got into the cab and was on my way to the dorm and called Song, to share the good news.

"Hello?" Song answered with a dull tone.

I noticed the dullness in his voice but my mind said it's only because of my interview tension. For the past few days, he's been tensed and worried about my interview more than me. I let go of the thoughts and answered.

"Song, I cracked it. I can't wait to share it with you. I'm on my way, wait for me." I said with excitement and a loud voice.

"Okkay," Song said, now his voice sounded like always.

I ended the call and was smiling with lips fully stretched, tapping the file I have on my lap with my fingers, being impatient.

"Can you drive a bit faster?" I asked when my patience started wearing off.

"Yes, sir." He said with a sigh and started driving a bit faster.

I regretted not bringing my bike. After 15 minutes, the cab stopped at the dorm. I got off the cab after paying and started walking towards our dorm as fast I can. I went inside the room and kept the file on the table while my eyes were searching for Song. I found him in the bedroom, folding the clothes. I slowly went towards him and hugged him tight from the back. He jolted with the sudden hug and turned his head towards me.

"Kiet, you scared me." He said after exclaiming.

"I'm sorry," I said while kissing his nape gently. It's his sensitive spot and the reaction he gives is the most adorable one.

I turned him around and cupped his face still smiling like an idiot.

"I got it. I got the job." I said with excitement and showing my whole teeth out.

"Congratulations, love." He said with a big smile.

We both looked into each other's eyes and I slowly started closing the distance between our lips. He closed his eyes slowly when my breath tingled his cheeks. I rubbed the tip of his nose with mine gently and let out a soft chuckle. He tilted his head to the side and my lips greeted his.

I broke the kiss and looked at his face, which started turning red from the blush.

"You know how much I love to watch you blush," I said in a quiet tone still with my face closer to his.

He didn't respond instead his face turned redder. I smirked and pushed him onto the bed. His back landed on the clothes he folded earlier. I laid myself on the bed beside him. Song got up and sat back on the bed. He looked at the clothes he folded which now got all messed up and glared at me.

"I did the folding a while ago, you messed everything, now I have to do it again." He whined with a sigh.

I sat back on the bed, smiling only to push him back on the clothes. I climbed on top of him, looking at him and bringing my face closer to his. I moved aside and my cheeks were brushing with his and my lips made their way beside his ear.

"I messed up everything. Why don't I mess you too?" I said in a quiet tone with heavy breaths and kissed his earlobe.

His body shivered and his heart which was beating fast started beating faster matching with my heart's pace.

"I will help you to clean the mess later," I whispered with my lips much closer to his, making my breath tingle his ears and sucked his earlobe.

I pulled myself up and looked at his face which turned into crimson red. I kept my face in front of him and started kissing him. We closed our eyes feeling the warmth and love. My lips slowly left him and started kissing his cheek and made their way to the jawline, then slowly landed on his neck. His body became sensitive to the slow and gentle kisses I was giving. My kisses slowly turned into nibbling and sucking making bright red marks on his pale white skin.

We were busy with our work, but the sudden sound of the phone ringing spoiled the heated moment. I sighed and continued doing my artwork on his neck while the phone was ringing and trying its best to disturb our work and the mood.

"Answer the call." Song managed to say in between his heavy breathing.

"It must be some idiot. Let it ring." I said while giving butterfly kisses on the other side of the neck and sliding my hand into his T-shirt from below.

The phone ringing ended and I started nibbling on the other side when it rang again.

"Answer the call, first," Song said while cupping my face and pulling my lips away from its meal.

"I will kill this person if it's not important," I exclaimed and took my phone out of my pocket.

I looked at the phone and it was Link. I showed the phone screen to Song shaking my head. He chuckled when he saw Link's name.

"I dare you to kill him." He chuckled.

I sat back on the bed and answered the call and keeping it on the speaker, Song sat back listening.

"Kiet?" Link spoke.

"Yeah," I replied.

"What took you so long to answer?. Were you two fucking or something?" Link said in frustration.

"Yes, how did you know?" I asked raising one of my eyebrows.

"Tsk." Song hit my arm, clicking his tongue.

"What?" I said in a quiet tone. Song shook his head in disbelief and Link...he became silent.

"Link? Are you their buddy?" I asked.

"Y-Yeah. I'll.....I'll call you later then." Link stuttered.

"Link, hold on. He's just kidding, here talk to him" Song took my phone to answer and gave it back to me.

"Great. How was your interview?" a familiar sound asked the question in English.

"Sam?" Song asked snatching the phone from my hand.

"Yup," Sam answered in English again.

"What are you two doing together?" Song asked.

"Not, what you two are doing. We came out on a date." Sam answered in English again.

"It's been 3 years and still you haven't learned Thai," I said with a sigh.

"I did. Now, answer my question, how was your interview?" Sam replied in Thai.

"I got the job," I said with a smile.

"Congrats." She said.

"Thanks," I replied.

"Wait, hold on, does that mean you have to move to the USA?" She asked in a shocked tone.

"Just for the first 3 years. I'll be back here after that. They said the training will be for the first 6 months and the next two and half years will be the contract of work. After that, I will come back to Thailand." I explained.

Listening to that Song's smiley face turned into sorrow and he became dull.

"Oh, but....." She continued to talk but Link cut her off.

"Babe, let them continue, don't be a question bank."

"Congrats, Kiet. Bye. I'll call you in the evening around 5." Link said and ended the call.

I kept my phone aside and climbed back on the bed and lay my back on the bed rest.

"Song," I called while stretching my hand towards him.

He held my hand and came towards me. He laid himself on the bed hugging me laying his head on my chest and I placed my chin on his head.

"What is it?" I asked while stroking his hair gently with one of my hands and hugging him with another.

"You'll be gone for 3 years." He whined.

"So?" I asked.

"I won't get to see you for 3 years." He said while burying his face on my chest.

"I haven't said I'm doing the job," I replied.

He moved his head away from my chest and looked at me in confusion.

"Then why did you said all that to Sam?" He asked.

"Because she asked. I told her what happens if I take that job. I never said I'm taking it." I answered.

"What do you mean?" He asked.

I pulled his hand and made him land on my chest again.

"You know why I wanted to get a job overseas. If my dream comes true then I don't have to do that job, it's just a mere excuse." I said while hugging him tightly.

"I know, but even after that you have to go to Singapore." He said in a dull tone.

I chuckled before replying.

"And so are you," I said and kissed his head.

"Will your dad allow it?" He asked again.

"He will. Even if he won't. I'll make you move to Singapore within 6 months. Okkay?" I answered.

Song nodded his head slowly.

"Let's not mess things up today. I will help you with the folding." I said while getting up. But Song resisted it and held me in the same position.

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