No way| ThomasKong

Kong made his way through the University. He had decided to take the public transport today as his lessons were in the afternoon and he was spending his morning washing Thomas' shirt. He folded it nicely and placed it in a bag with some snacks in there and a letter of gratitude. He hopes that he would bump into the male fatefully to pass him his shirt.

"Where is the guy..." Kong mumbles, walking into the sports area of the University. Namping has texted him that he was with Keng at the badminton court. It was odd to hear his friend with his dance instructor. He walked past the tennis court as his eyes were open to finding the badminton court. He had barely came to the sports area of the school since he is practically at the arts. Students looked at him as he walks past them, admiring his looks and talking about how adorable he was. Kong, however, was deaf to such comments, too focused on finding Namping. "Careful!" He heard a loud voice warning before getting hit roughly by what he now knew was a soccer ball. He fell to the ground, body unable to comprehend the force of the ball. He winced as his elbow roughly scraped the rough asphalt. "Are you ok?" One of the players ran over to Kong who was still not over the pain on his elbow and knee. "I'm okay..." Kong lies, attempting to get up and weaker at his knees.

"Kong, are you okay?" Kong felt the familiar arm of Namping on his back, assisting him up on his two feet. "He's bleeding at his elbows!" Keng informed Namping who checked with a gasp. "Let's get you cleaned up," Namping panics, looking at how blood soaked the once white shirt was. Keng assist by taking the stuff from Kong, holding it from him as Namping guided him to the medical facility at the University. "You guys go ahead first, I'll inform Thomas that I'm heading off with you two," Keng informs them to which Namping nods.

"Can you walk?" Namping asked with a pout, seeing his friend all injured and in pain. "It's alright, I can," Kong chuckles, leaving the room with his elbows cleaned up alongside his knees which was hidden under his black pants. Namping held onto Kong's arm to give him support. "It's fine, I'll just walk a little slow," Kong chuckles but Namping shook his head. They stopped in the middle of the hallway as Namping grabs Kong's face by placing his hand on his jawline. "Look at your face! It's bruised as well," Namping sighed, studying Kong for his wellbeing. "I'm fine, don't worry! Plus, we're blocking the way," Kong felt bad for standing there for too long, dragging Namping with him to the pharmacy and payment counter. "Kong..." The male turned to see Keng and Thomas sitting at the chairs while waiting for them. "Thomas?" Seeing the older made Kong confused. He was wearing a dry fit jersey with black knee length shorts. His bag was next to him where a badminton racket could be seen. "Oh...You guys went to play badminton?" Kong asked as he turned to Namping who nods. "We're waiting for you!" He adds. "Let's settle your payment and have dinner together," Keng suggested. Kong agrees, moving slowly to the counter for his payment and cream for his wounds. "I'll help him," Thomas said as he took over Namping in assisting him out of the area. Namping giggles at Thomas and Kong, snapping quick picture to Save. "You guys are so cheeky," Keng commented, eyeing the movement of Namping who grins. "Oh please, just a month ago, Kong said that it would be impossible for him to date Thomas," Keng frowns. "He's that unaware?" Namping nods to Keng's question. "Let's go!" Namping exclaims following the other two to the canteen for dinner.

"How did you actually get this injured?" Namping asked out of curiosity. "Ok but how did you come to my rescue?" Kong asked back, also curious on how Namping popped out of no where. "You answer mine and I'll answer yours!" Namping insist. Keng and Thomas were just sitting across each other next to the two, letting the best friends chatter while listening to their conversation. "Well! I was trying to find the badminton court as you mentioned that that's where you were at and walked by the football field when I got hit..." Kong sheepishly said. "That's unfortunate! Well, I was going to find you with Keng cause you were taking long when I saw you on the ground in pain," Namping responded. "Well, we are glad to make that decision," Keng chuckles, knowing that if they did not, Kong would most probably not inform them about his whereabouts for a long time. "You guys seem very close," Keng commented. Thomas nods his head in agreement. Kong and Namping looked at each other and let out a chuckle. "We met with Save in our Secondary school. Though I'm way older, we clicked. We met at like an Arts festival," Namping replies, remembering of the time when he admired the way Save acted so emotionally, the way Kong danced so beautifully and him singing in front of a huge crowd. "That's nice," Thomas smiled, finding it amazing to have them all befriended with a similarity of the love of arts.