No way| ThomasKong

Kong drooled over the food that was placed down by waiters. They were at an Italian restaurant which was pretty high class and fancy. Thomas thanked the waiters and looked at Kong who simply couldn't wait to dig in. The younger looked at Thomas as a signal, allowing the other to burst into a small laughter. He nods and Kong immediately reached out for the pasta in front of him. "This is so good!" Kong hummed in satisfaction. Thomas nods, taking in a small bite of the pizza. "I'm glad you're enjoying," Thomas said. Kong grinned, overjoyed with the delicious meal. "You are so pretty up on the stage...I'm pretty sure everyone was mesmerised by you," Thomas commented, his elbow rest on the marble table and head on his palm. He tilts his head and smiled sweetly towards Kong who shyly looked up to make eye contact with him. "Please..." Kong mumbles softly, drinking his wine slowly. Thomas grins, enjoying his effects on Kong. "Eat!" Kong groaned, pushing a small sausage into Thomas' mouth. "But...You were really amazing up on stage...Kong, my eyes couldn't leave you," Thomas said with honesty, looking at Kong with endearing eyes. Kong looked at him for a split second before puffing. "You're too cheesy..." Thomas chuckles, continuing to enjoy his meal.

Thomas held Kong's hand as they left the restaurant. "Are you tired?" Thomas asked with a gentle tone. "Nope! Let's shop around," Kong exclaimed, pulling along Thomas to stores he wanted to see. They spent their time checking out different clothes and helping one another picking them out. Kong had the brightest smile on his face for a long time, enjoying his time with the older. Thomas enjoyed seeing Kong smile, choosing clothes for him and showing him clothes he wishes to get. There are cute moments where he would put accessories on and despite them supposingly making one cool, it made Kong look extremely adorable. Both parties wished that these moments would never end. As the mall slowly became less busy, Kong decided it was most probably time to head home. He looked at his empty hands and moved to see Thomas's hands filled with bags from their shopping. "Oops..." He mumbles. Thomas chuckles, knowing perhaps the younger felt embarrassed and bad that he was holding his stuff. Kong squeezed his arms through the gap between Thomas' arms and torso, pulling him to the carpark where Thomas' car was. The older was taken aback, finding it cute that the younger was now initiating things and skinship.

"Here," Thomas opened his trunk as he passed Kong's stuff to him. Kong grinned and thanked the older who stopped him. "And one more," Kong frowns. "I don't think I have anymore..." He says but Thomas smiled, passing him a Cartier bag. Kong's eyes widened, confused but feeling grateful. "For you..." Thomas said, placing the bag in Kong's arms. "Wait...It must have been expensive." Kong tried to deny. "Kong, it's something I want to give to you." Thomas assures. He grabs the palm of Kong's hands and pulls the younger closer to him. "Kong, you're the first person who made me feel things I wasn't used to. I could be having a terrible day but your face would cure it all. A single interaction with you could make a smile for the whole day. Kong, I really have never felt this way to someone. I just want to keep you as mine and never let anyone else be with you..." Thomas confessed. Kong blinked, he was shocked. A man like Thomas liked him?

"I love you, Kong..." Thomas confessed.

No way a man like him loves him.

Kong didn't know why, his eyes became watery, his nose were runny and he felt weak. The bags in his arms dropped gently on the ground as Kong jumped into the arms of the older.

Thomas, on the other hand, was taken aback from the tears of the younger. He didn't know what to do until the younger hugged him tightly. He could only hug him back, arm around Kong's waist and another patting him to soothe him. "I can't believe you love me..." Kong cries. Thomas frowns, he is crying because he never thought of himself loving the younger? "Kong...Why are you crying...?" "Because! It's a dream of mine to be loved by you! I never expected it to actually happen," Kong replies, head resting on the shoulders of Thomas.

Thomas smiles, pulling them apart and wiping the tears on Kong's look face. "Let's get you inside..." Thomas said with a soft and gentle tone. Kong nods, picking the bags of the the ground with Thomas and walking into his house, fingers laced each other. They entered the rather quiet house and climbed the steps to Kong's room. "Stay...I'll go wash up and bring you a clean shirt..." Kong mumbles, dragging Thomas to a bean bag on his floor before leaving the older in there.