Chapter 15 - Slap/Kiss
Outside the University
“No way! I don’t belong to anyone!” shouted Kaneung as she pulled her arm away from Sakorn and pushed him away abruptly. Sakorn lost his balance and fell back a few steps. Kaneung ordered the taxi driver to close the door as she fully entered the car.
Just as the taxi driver reached his side of the car, Sakorn grabbed a hold of the car handle and opened. “You didn't think of locking the door did you?”
“Drive off!” shouted Kaneung. The taxi driver hesitated, not wanting to drag a pedestrian. Sakorn smirked knowing that no one in their right mind would drive off with the door open and risk a tragedy. Sakorn leaned down and scooted Kaneung along the back seat until there was enough room for him to fit snug between her and the door. He closed the door and asked the driver to go on with where Kaneung was headed. He wanted to know where she lived.
Kaneung opened her mouth to protest, but Sakorn leaned in and placed his lips on hers. Kaneung’s eyes lit up, surprised by this sudden move. The taxi driver looked in his rear view mirror and put the car in drive. He thought, “Husband and wife bickering. I can’t wait to get home to my wife.”
Sakol’s House
Sakol pressed the off button on her phone. Her face scrunched up, furious about Sakorn not answering her call. She has left 10 messages already. Sakol went over to the island in her kitchen and pulled out a bottle of red wine. She grabbed a glass and poured it half full.
“Mommy,” said Moo Lek, as he walked out with blanket. “My neck hurts.”
“Your neck or your throat?” asked Sakol. She put the glass down and walked over to Moo Lek. She noticed a lump on the side of his neck. It didn’t look normal to her. She placed her hand on it and it felt tender as Moo Lek winced at the touch. She could see sweat dripping off of Moo Lek's head and she used the backside of her hand to feel his forehead. She could feel the heat coming off of Moo Lek’s breath. Her face scrunched up in worry this time.
Sakol wrapped Moo Lek up, walked over to the island to pick up her phone, and called Moo Lek’s dad.
She waited patiently for him to come, but he was taking too long. She called Sakorn once more, but his voicemail is full. Moo Lek is quiet now, not his talkative self. Sakol walked back and forth with him until she couldn’t take it anymore. She walked out of the house and banged on her neighbor’s door. It sucks to have a broken down car. Moo Lek has never gotten this bad in the past. Usually she’s able to relieve his fever, but the lump scares her.
Taxi
Kaneung pulled back realizing what just happened and angry at herself for letting it happen. Her next instinct was to slap Sakorn across the cheek. The taxi driver looked in his rear view mirror again and made a face and thought, “I feel sorry for him. Dang, that sucks.”
Kaneung turned away from Sakorn, staying silent. She couldn’t believe she had the courage to do that to him again. Especially with that look he gets on his face after he’s been slapped. This wasn’t supposed to happen, she wasn’t supposed to give in to him. Not saying anything at this point is more mature than arguing with him until she can think of something else.
After realizing that Kaneung slapped him, Sakorn touched the pained area. It stung, but it was worth it. For some reason, he felt like he wanted to agitate her more. He wanted to do it because she made him frustrated.
He couldn’t avoid admiring Kaneung for the way she looked this evening. She is no longer the innocent, modest girl. Nor was she the carefree dresser, who wore whatever she wanted. She changed and made him think of perverted thoughts. Those thoughts made him frustrated.
The pale blue satin dress sat well on her curves. He has seen her naked before and can feel the difference in her body every time he hugged her. She was fully clothed back then. But this dress brought out the new body she hid after becoming a mother. This dress seemed to be made for her; it fit in the right places. The heart shaped neckline showed a hint of cleavage, but covered enough for professional attire. Her bracelet shimmered in her lap and the dress that was once mid calf has risen above her knee in her seat, revealing more of her flawless legs.
Sakorn wanted to touch her silky lips again; he doesn’t mind getting slapped by her. He deserves it. He deserves everything that comes his way for all that he has done to her in the past. And if this next kiss is wrong, he doesn’t mind her slapping him again.
Firm hands reach over and grasps Kaneung’s head as Sakorn turns Kaneung to face him. Their eyes meet, Kaneung sees the darkness in Sakorn’s eyes. She can’t help but hold her breath as this surprises her again. He suddenly closes his eyes and with a brisk move, moves in closer and plants his lips on hers again. His hands still holding her face to his. The shock of it all has Kaneung’s heart beating, beating faster than she wished it had. This man confuses her.
Sakorn wanted her to part her lips for him, to accept his kiss, but he was met with struggle. Kaneung can’t accept that he is abusing her in this way, she has to take control. She tried pulling her face away from him, but his grasp is tight. Realizing her hands are free, she started smacking Sakorn’s shoulders until he released her. “Ow!” he shouted.
Then, a pang of pain right across his cheek again. Sakorn smiled devilishly, satisfied. He attempts one more time, but Kaneung places her hands out in front of his face. “No, not this time,” she says to him. She can't bare to slap him again because she wanted to be stronger and not show him that the kisses bother her. She has to show him that what he does to her doesn't affect her at all.
“You know, for every time you slap me, I will kiss you. That’s a promise from now on,” he says.
“No!” Kaneung shouts, "that's absurd!" Sakorn replies, “For that last slap, I have to kiss you once more.”
He grabs her wrists and pulls her close to him and places his lips on hers again. “This time, you kissed me,” said Sakorn, “no slapping allowed.”
Kaneung didn’t understand what he meant until she realized his tug on her made her lean into him. Her hands are on his chest and it is her that is making him lean back. Embarrassed Kaneung pulled herself off of Sakorn and moved back to where she was. “No need. I won’t slap you. It’s not because I’m afraid of another kiss, but because I’m done with all this nonsense.”
Kaneung sat silently for a while before asking the driver to drop Sakorn off at home. Sakorn protested but Kaneung told Sakorn she can’t have him seeing where she lives. “We are nothing to each other except coworkers and I don’t intend to have more than that with you. Not even as your sister in law.”
Sakorn felt pissed at the ‘sister-in-law’ part, but decided to keep his mouth shut. He felt confused about why he is reacting strangely around her anyways. One minute he despises her for loving Kaphon, but then the next he is bitter about her changing or ignoring him. He’s just frustrated.
“Go on,” said Kaneung to Sakorn. She reached over Sakorn's lap to open the taxi door for him to get out. Sakorn reacted to her chest pressed against his thigh. He wanted so bad to touch her again.
He grabbed her shoulder to help Kaneung back up to her seat, but with a slip of their grips, Kaneung's planted into Sakorn's lap. This isn't a pleasant sight to see, people would take this scene the wrong way. It is very embarrassing for Kaneung, but she can’t act like an inexperienced person in front of Sakorn anymore. She has to be grown up about it. Kaneung felt her body react to the way Sakorn's body is reacting to her. She couldn't believe she had this effect on him.
Just as she was about to lift herself up, hands reach into the taxi and Kaneung felt them pull her up off of Sakorn. “What is going on?” asked Kaphon.
Kaneung put on an ‘oh-oh” kind of face and bit her lower lip. Kaphon couldn’t help but hold in his confusion at what he just witnessed. “It can’t be what I think it is,” he thought. “No way Kaneung would do that. Plus they’re dressed.”
Sakorn pushed Kaneung back further, embarrassed by his reaction to her, and pushed Kaphon to the side. He got up and brushed passed his brother and headed to his room, away from her. Everything is too frustrating. He is lost as to what he really wants.
“It’s not what you think,” reassured Kaneung. “I was trying to open the door and get him out. He climbed into the taxi with me even though I protested.”
“Sure,” said Kaphon. “Whatever you say Kaneung, I believe you. Plus isn’t it going according to your plan? But I thought his girlfriend has to witness it whenever you do things like that. That way he’d be hurt in his love life too. His girlfriend threatening to break up with him and all.”
“Things just don’t always go as I plan them,” stated Kaneung. “Especially when he jumped into the taxi with me. I have to hurry to go pick up NongLynn. Thanks for picking her up this morning. I’ll take her tomorrow. How is my mother doing?”
After receiving an answer, Kaphon offered to drive Kaneung to pick up Lynn and drop her off at home. He said, “This way Sakorn doesn’t think we aren’t in love.”
Hospital
“You what?” asked Wat. “I told you I’d be right there. You didn’t have to call him. What if he finds out Moo Lek isn’t his? The hospital is a dangerous place you know?”
Sakol apologized to Wat and told him that she panicked. She didn’t know if he would actually come. “I love my son, even if you don’t believe me,” said Wat.
The doctor walked out and told them that the fever has gone down a bit. Then he asked if there were other symptoms that they’ve noticed. Sakol told the doctor that this has happened before, over the course of a year, but she hasn’t been able to afford to necessarily take Moo Lek to the hospital.
“We have to do some blood tests,” said the doctor.
Wilamorn House
Sakorn took his phone out of his pocket and plugged it in to charge it. He took off his blazer and walked to his bathroom to shower. He began to clear his mind of all that happened today. The morning was rough with his missed meeting and Sakol’s nagging. And his confusion over Kaneung made his head hurt. After the shower, he plans to head downstairs for his late night snacks and milk.
6 years earlier
“What is this for?” asked Sakorn
Kaneung smiled, “It’s a cake. I made it myself. Isn’t it your birthday?”
Sakorn felt touched that someone actually remembered it was his birthday. “How did you know?” he asked.
“I know it isn’t any of my business and you completely hate me and all that stuff, but I believe birthdays are important in someone’s life. If you can’t even remember your own birthday, then your life is just too miserable. And when the people you love don’t remember, it’s even worse,” replied Kaneung.
“Does that mean you love me?” asked Sakorn.
Kaneung didn’t think he would ask that question. She ignored it and pretended like she didn’t hear him. She took out a knife and cut a slice and placed it on a plate. Sakorn didn’t bother to continue asking her. He couldn’t care less what her response would be. Or so he thought he didn’t care or pretended like he didn’t care at the time.
After eating the cake in silence, Kaneung took out a glass of milk and handed it to him. She put the rest of the cake away and told him good night. She walked off, not knowing what else to say to him. She was nice to not bicker with him for one day since being at the house. She was glad to take away some of his sorrow, or she hoped she did, even if it was just for a few minutes.
Sakorn put the glass in the sink and rinsed it out. he turned on his phone once he reached his room and looked at all the missed calls. He had 10 voicemails and they were all of Sakol nagging him about not seeing her after lunch. After deleting them all, he realized she called once more, but there was no message. It was now 9pm, but he decided to call her. After all, he loves her.
“You called Sakol?” asked Sakorn.
“Yes, several times,” said Sakol.
“What is it?” he asked.
“Moo Lek…he’s in the hospital.” replied Sakol.
“Why?” asked Sakorn.
“He’s really ill,” replied Sakol. Sakorn could hear her fighting back tears.
Sakorn walked into his closet and pulled out a polo t-shirt and some slacks and grabbed his jacket before grabbing his keys. He had to go see Moo Lek.
Sakol hung up the phone. Wat whispered, “We have to get him to pay the bills for us somehow. Even if we risk him finding out the truth. I love my kid that much.”
“Is is really love?” Sakol thought to herself.
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nfojaenfjaenfjaflcawclfaw!!! Thanks for updating! Been waiting forever to read this again.
The MV is nice as well. Love it!
Anyways, OMGEEE. Kaneung is gonna be so pissed off at Sakorn for calling himself her husband. HAHA. I can't wait to read the next chapter.
Love Thida and Kaphon.
They're so funny and adorable.
Thanks for the update and please do so when you have time! No pressure.
Take your time dear!
I didn't realize it had been so long since I updated. Then I saw that my last update was nearly 2 months ago! But now that I'm back, I have a clearer idea of where I'm taking this.
I will definately continue reading, First of all, I love the way you write, it's quite similar to how i write, I mean in paragraph's, second, I'm a big fan of New and First, and third, I love Noona Neungthida. Your story is really interesting.
Thank you for the compliment. I don't like my grammar in my writing because sometimes I write in present tense mixed in with past tense. But, I don't get too bummed about it anymore because I'm not going to publish this in some book or anything lol. I have a fiction out that was written in a scene type style and that took forever! I attempted another one and that's still int he incomplete section haha. So, I like the paragraph style, it's faster. Maybe when I finally have the time to read fics again, I will stop by one of yours to read.
Phone, I'm glad you're back! I miss your FF so much I had to go back and read it twice again. lol. loving every bits of it! please update soon! thank you!
I can't help but smile reading this comment.