Heart stuffed the last three empty packages into his pocket of his pants and looked down at the pockets that bulged comically.
Saint watched him and couldn’t help but chuckle under his breath.
The sun was setting and he had rolled his pants up slightly, his feet wading into the water gently.
He watched Heart staring off watching the sunset.
‘Long ago, I wanted this. That future where someone would wrap me in their arms, where we could watch a sunset together and know that staring into the horizon at something so far away and alien that we were still thinking of each other. Still wanting only us. Nothing else in our minds.’
‘But here I am, staring at you and I don’t know what you are thinking or why I can’t stop wondering what you are thinking of? Why do I wish that I am on your mind? Why am I thinking of you at all?’
Saint put his hands in his pocket and walked off towards a pile of rocks before sitting down on the soft white sand, it settled beneath him spreading its warmth into his tired body.
‘Don’t overthink things. Just enjoy this moment and let everything go for now.’
‘When was the last time he had sat back and enjoyed himself like this? Had it been so long that he couldn’t recall?’
It was on the tip of his memory.
“Grandpa!” Saint yelled, running through the house without any shoes dropping sand everywhere as he headed for his grandfather’s study.
A voice he thought he wouldn’t hear again stopped him in his tracks. The fury and rage causing him to freeze in terror.
‘He has more of a right to this company to this lifestyle than you ever will.”
“You… I am the rightful heir, I am his father, there is no one who deserves this place more than I do. And I will wipe out and destroy anyone who gets in my path.”
We’re sorry for MTLers or people who like using reading mode, but our translations keep getting stolen by aggregators so we’re going to bring back the copy protection. If you need to MTL please retype the gibberish parts.
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Saint observed feeling helpless, watching the man who had wanted him dead for as long as he could remember, and knowing his pain of rejection. How that ache hurt and wounded deeply it echoed in his own veins.
He looked over at his grandpa who sat down, and even though his son lorded over him, standing over him, barking like a wild dog. He was composed and clean, not a hair out of place, and even to a random spectator it was clear who was in control of the conversation. Who wielded the power? It wasn’t the one acting like a crazy person, but the one who knew not to show his own weakness. Not even with family, his own son.
Saint wished he could hug him like he did when he was a boy, but he knew, a Nitpattanasai never shows weakness.
“Saint!!! It’s so pretty here.”
Saint snapped out of the memory of the last time he had been to the beach.
Heart ran up to him, smiling like a happy puppy dog and plopped down on the sand ungracefully.
“Enjoying yourself?” Saint asked him.
Heart beamed up at him for a moment his large dimples sucking in and Saint felt his heart jabbed, and quake. A thready shaking started from inside his chest burning through his body and he stared at them wishing he could grab and poke those cheeks. Heart turned away to watch a passing family swing their kid between them. The little child squealing with delight.
“I wish you would smile more.”
“Huh?”
“What did you say?” Heart asked, turning to meet his eyes.
Saint looked down at the ground.
“Nothing… Just I observed you don’t smile often.”
“What, yes I do! Everyone says I am a really cheerful person, and I have no reason not to believe them. I think I feel like I am.”
“Besides, it’s hard to smile twenty four seven at anyone, especially in a workplace.”
“In a workplace? Or in my workplace?” Saint asked.
Heart gulped and looked away again.
“Am I the reason no one smiles?” Saint said carefully.
‘I have never cared about that before? Why am I starting to care now? Maybe because you want to see those dimples more?’
‘No, it’s probably because I want to sleep with him, and sex and happiness normally go hand in hand.’
“No, not really. I mean it’s hard sometimes having a boss who is very strict, but isn’t that normal? Most workplaces are not for goofing off. I mean this is business and architecture. There are millions of dollars that flow into a single building at a time sometimes. So messing around wouldn’t necessarily be a good thing.” Heart stated pointedly.
Saint raised an eyebrow observing Heart carefully and attempting to not let his surprise spread throughout and show on his face.
‘What the heck, how are you so beautiful and intelligent? This kid, honestly. I didn’t think he could surprise me anymore.’
Heart lay back into the sand and put a hand beneath his head then closed his eyes.
“Has Kit said anything? I am feeling kinda tired. I would love it if he could find something.” Heart said gently.
Saint smirked, catching the hint Heart had nudged at him.
“Just rest here. I will wake you up when he calls.” Saint said.
Heart opened his eyes and side eyed him.
“I won’t try anything, I swear. Jeez, you are not the first man I have been attracted to in my life. I have self control.” Saint said snarkily.
‘Just the first one that I actually feel like it’s’ killing me to keep my hands free of you.’
Heart sighed happily and closed his eyes.
Saint relaxed. Taking in Heart’s cute features, memorizing them for later.
“Oh, right!” Heart yelled, snapping his eyes open and sitting up quickly.
“You had a meeting we couldn’t be late for that’s why we couldn’t stop to get me stuff. We missed it, are you going to get in trouble?” Heart asked concern creasing his features.
“Oh, Heart did you really just notice?”
“How could you have just noticed?” Saint asked, chuckling.
“I ditched the meeting.” Saint said, wrapping his arms around his knees and locking his hands together.
“It was at that hotel. I was coming to provide them with blueprints on how they could be more cost effective at all their resorts across the world. It is a huge account.”
Heart gawked at him.
“You’re kidding?”
With Saint memory lane so far, I’m surprised he’s still able to keep kit by his side.
Saint dad is a tyrant 😬
Yeah it’s true Saint’s dad is horrible. But Saint and Kit are a really sweet friendship. XD
Thanks for the new chapter!!!