CHAPTER 57

The next day Paitoon woke up with a splitting headache, his throat so dry he found it hard to swallow a few times.

"You're awake, finally"

He looks at his cousin who was holding a cup of coffee.

"I think i may be sick"

Fluke chuckles and hands him the mug.

"You're hungover. You'll feel better after drinking this"

The coffee had no sugar, Paitoon found it bitter but he still drank it. He sighs.

"What exactly happened last night?" He asks. Fluke smirks

"You had one drink and you got drunk, called Phichit and told him you missed his dick and that your body yearned for him"

Paitoon's face and neck went ablaze, he said that?!

"Do you think Phichit will now think I'm a slut?"

"For him? Yeah"

He whines

"This can't happen"

Fluke laughs softly

"They say a drunk person's words are the sober person's thoughts sooo...." he shrugged. Paitoon's blush deepens.

"Are you implying that what i said last night....is this truth? Does Phichit know about this?"