Warning: The content in this fic is not related to the main story.

SOTUS The Series P'Wak is a bad guy and Mr. Year One. It's just a fanfic series.

The characters are one hundred percent different from the series because the writers are not the same people.

The copyright owner is you -

BitterSweet-

yes

Don't expect it to be the same as the original.

Talk before reading: Hello, let me introduce myself first in case anyone doesn't know.

SweetyN

Yes, because I really miss Kongphop and P'Athit. Many people have asked me to write a SOTUS fic. But I never once dared to dress up. for fear that the character of the original would be lost But because of the honeymoon trip (?) in China of P'Sing and P'Kris, I feel like I have the life force to continue writing fiction. Like or dislike? Press comment and vote. Will use it to improve. P.S. One full episode ^ ^

"P'Arthit," his soft, deep voice had a slight hint of pleading to it, causing the young man with white skin to stand out in jeans. A black round neck shirt with a crimson colored engineering shirt that was sitting blankly and had to turn around to look.

"Chilled milk." A glass filled with sweet water was held up by a large hand in front of Arthit, a student in the Faculty of Engineering. Department of Industry, Year 4

Beautiful pink iced milk is Mr. Athit's favorite drink. Even if he eats it every day, he never gets tired of it, but there are people who really like it. Instead, he made a confused, dissatisfied face.

The former Head Wagon furrowed his eyebrows together before sending a stern voice to Kongphop, a second-year junior from the same faculty and department. He also attached the position of his own girlfriend.

"Kongphop!! Are you teasing me?"

"What are you teasing, Brother Athit? I see that the weather today is hot. If Brother Athit drinks something cool, he might feel better." Kid 0062 tilted his head and acted innocent. The playful eyes sparkled. He stared at his senior boyfriend in amusement.

His brother Athit Why do you get angry this easily?

“You know this is a university. They were cheering each other on if a first-year student saw me eat this. Where do I put my face?" Athit looked at 'this guy' who was still in the hands of the irritating ex-junior who had announced that he would arrest P'Wak for making his wife. He was annoyed. His white hand lifted up and violently shook his own facial hair twice. three times

"I don't see anything here. P'Athit is no longer the head tong. Moreover, his juniors are still in the cheering room. No one saw that." Kongphop sat down on a chair under a big tree, the place where he and P'Athit first met when Kongphop came for an interview. His memory was when P'Athit walked in to say hello and console him for not being. I want to join this faculty. He still remembers it well.

He also wants to be like Phi Athit, someone who comforts and encourages his own juniors as well.

“Please drink a little. Brother Athit is sweating and must be hot.” ​​Sweet, cold milk with water droplets all over the glass was stuffed into Athit's hands. The receiver looked annoyed and reluctant, like he was being forced to eat something he didn't like, but he sucked it. Go in and take a big gulp in succession. Until only half a glass remains

Athit's conflicting stance This made the other young man who was staring at him smile with affection.

P'Athit is a person who really can't speak with his heart. Will there ever be a time when this man will honestly say what he wants to him?

"So why don't you go see them cheering? What are you doing sitting here?" After receiving the cool, sweet milk, The impatient person's voice softened a little.

Kongphop shook his head. For him, there was no more duty to do. Head wag duties belong to third-year seniors and second-year recreational heads are Thew. He only helped with equipment and general tasks. Although the former first-year student was not a serious person, standing in the front of the line to dance or entertain the younger students was very difficult for him. Waiting for him to be happy. Next year will be even easier.

The young future head wag thought jokingly before looking at his lover's face and smiling.

P'Athit is a hot person. And if it's hotter, the more irritated you'll be, the sweat that's all over your face will be white. This made his large hand go down and pull out a dark-colored handkerchief from his own pocket. He lifted it up and touched Athit's temple with abandon.

"What are you doing here, Kongphop?" The impatient ex-headwagger is shocked by his girlfriend's actions. As soon as he regained consciousness, he jumped several steps away, his eyes wide with shock, and he cried out loudly.

He really wanted to order Kid 0062 to run around the field to punish him for doing something so embarrassing in public like this, but right now he didn't have the right to do that because he wasn't a head-whisker and the kid in front of him wasn't even a first year. already

"I..I'm sorry, Brother Athit. I saw that Phi Athit was sweating so I helped wipe it up. Athit, are you angry?" Kongphop lowered his head, hiding his own twinkling eyes. With a look of pity on his face

"..Uh...no, it's nothing. But next time, don't do this again. I don't like it." When I saw my boyfriend acting guilty, The impatient young man's voice softened and he moved back to his original seat. But still did not forget to instruct Kongphop not to do anything like this again, forgetting that How cunning is this pitiful person?

Kongphop has been with Athit for so long that he knows exactly what to do to get this stubborn and angry senior to soften up.

"Phi Athit..don't you like it?" Kongphop repeated, his expression sadder than before, his large hands clenching his trouser legs tightly around his knees, he lowered his head.

A gesture that made the former head's heart soften.

“It's not like that. Don't forget that here at the university, if someone sees it, it will look bad. Next year you will have to be the headliner. You will be the one who will suffer." Athit avoids the word "worried" because he is a stubborn person.

"If no one sees You can do it....right?" 0062 Kongphop's pleading voice sounded, along with the mischievous eyes that looked up at his senior boyfriend. He waited for this time, the time to push and beg until Brother Athit had to give permission.

"Kongphop!!!"

"Yes, P'Athit." The person who was scolded put on an innocent face and smiled widely, not being afraid of the former Head Wak's harsh tone at all. From time immemorial, Kongphop had never been afraid of P'Athit because he knew that even though he Athit is fierce, but it's just his appearance. Deep down, his brother Athit is kind-hearted.

"Run around the field three times. Practice!!" Ah, today P'Arthit's kindness must have run deep.

After finishing running around the field in the scorching hot sun of Thailand, Kongphop in the picture was sweating soaked in his shirt, walking exhausted and returning to sit under the tree in the same place.

A second-year engineering student sat down, panting heavily because he was ordered to run at 3:00 p.m. He closed his eyes. The body moves up and down heavily with the force of breathing as air enters the lungs to relieve fatigue.

His body was suddenly so startled that he almost accidentally cursed an inappropriate word when the cold air hit his cheeks, which were hot and damp with sweat. When he opened his eyes, he saw a blank face. Athit's sharp eyes and a bottle of cold water attached to his cheek.

"You're really crazy," Athit muttered in a displeased tone. In fact, Kongphop didn't have to do as he said because he didn't have the right to punish his junior. But Kongphop still does it.

Being a stubborn person, he would say something that he accidentally ordered out of extreme embarrassment, but he couldn't do anything but stand in the sun with his friends on the side of the field until he saw that it was almost three rounds before he went to buy it. Cold water is given.

Kongphop looks at people who are foul-mouthed but kind-hearted. He said a short thank you and took the cold water bottle and opened it to take a sip, just enough to quench his thirst. If he saw P'Athit's worried look and guilt-ridden expression like this, if he went to run another three rounds, he would still accept it.

After sitting and resting until tired The same old stories came back again and the two of them sat and talked for a while. Interspersed with Athit's anger at being teased by her younger fans until the first year students left the cheer meeting and one of them came straight at them.

"P'Kong," a boy taller than he was even eighteen years old walked half-running, sending a bright smile towards Kongphop and Arthit.

"What's wrong, Mek?" The second-year senior looked away from his boyfriend and turned to greet his younger brother, code 0062, with a smile.

Mek is a good-looking boy with white skin, but doesn't make his face look handsome and sharp, so much so that all the seniors in the faculty agree that this is the faculty month of this year, Nong Sai Code Kongphop, which is the university month. last year

"P'Ple asked me to remind P'Kong and P'Athit that Tomorrow, don't forget that you have food for the code and cattle at the same shop." Mek smiled directly at the two seniors, one of whom was a second year code senior. The other one is a third-year senior who is a former head coach. Saiko code number is 0206.

“Um, I know.” Direct Code Brother 0062's smile faded a little when he saw the first-year junior's eyes looking at the former Headwook.

The same twinkling eyes he used to look at Phi Athit. Kongphop is a smart person. Why doesn't he know how the other person feels? Only the person being seen doesn't know anything and acts like a good senior by standing up and patting the first-year student's shoulder.

"Oh, I know. I'm the one who made the appointment. What's up? See you tomorrow at the shop. I'll take care of you myself. But is it right to go and pick you up at the dormitory or not?” Look, Phi Athit and his girlfriend use the phrase "you and me". But with this generation of first-year students, it was me who acted in a friendly and intimate manner.

Even though I secretly feel a little disappointed. But Kongphop never spoke out. He knew that Phi Athit was probably used to using pronouns like that from his days as head coach and using the SOTUS system to teach juniors when Kongphop was still in his first year.

But this year, P'Athit is just a fourth-year senior who watches from afar and serves to punish the third-year P'Wak group. Therefore, he did not take control or be cruel to this generation of first-year students himself. It is not strange that first-year students are not afraid of P'Arthit's shrunken head like his generation.

"P'Athit is very kind." As Mek walked away, Kongphop couldn't help but speak.

Before P'Athit was kind to him, how much did he have to use to trick him? But with other people, P'Athit showed his kindness easily without the other party having to do anything.

“What the hell is so kind? Don't pretend to watch and expect something strange. Do you want to run three more laps around the field?" The person who was kind enough to volunteer just now to pick up the first-year students at the dormitory and said he would provide food for everyone. Turned around and spoke curtly to his girlfriend to cover up his embarrassment.

Kongphop could only smile lightly and shake his head before rising to his full height and stepping in front of the man in the same shirt. A mischievous smile graced the handsome face of last year's university student, followed by a few deliberate words.

“If I hope for something strange, what is wrong with that? Anyway, I am....." The taller man leaned his head to the side and softly whispered his status, "Girlfriend."

The cunning demeanor and actions of his 'girlfriend' made Athit unable to help but think that if it weren't so dark that the shadows of the shade of trees obscured more than half of his face. This 0062 boy must have seen his cheeks turn red.

"That's a lot to say. You can go back now. I'm going to go find Nott and he'll call me." The slightly shorter man shouted fiercely before picking up the phone that he hadn't accepted three times and quickly turning away.

Why are your cheeks so hot, Athit? We've been lovers for almost a year. No matter what, I'm really not used to this word.

As for the person who was left standing alone, he smiled against the back of P'Athit Kongphop, shaking his head softly at his boyfriend's stubbornness and unwillingness to speak. Just now, if he hadn't looked wrong, Brother Athit's face would have turned red.

Happiness usually doesn't last long. When the day came that I had to go to the party, the code line arrived. Kongphop made an appointment with P'Arthit to go to the store together, but was a little annoyed when the nice senior said he had to go pick up another first-year student with code 0062.

On the way from the freshman year's dormitory, we arrived at the Moo Kata restaurant. The conversation was monopolized by the first-year student, the prospective faculty member, and the fourth-year senior, the former head coach, who was now laughing and chatting so happily that he didn't even pay any attention to his expression to see how possessive he was of that smile.

Especially with men who hope to woo Phi Athit, he becomes even more possessive.

"Hurry up, there will be an exam soon. I'm still not too sure about calories." Mek smiled at the fourth-year senior who was lucky enough to be a code brother of Sai Ko even though he wasn't directly a code brother himself. But at least there is still a chance to score some points.

He admits that he is not the type that likes men. But there was something attractive about a fourth-year senior named Athit, especially his kind and playful nature. It made Mek feel quite interested in this older man.

"Let your code brother tutor you. Kongphop has always had good calorie scores, which should help." Not long after, the older brother and younger brother turned into a friend who showed their closeness to the younger brother well. He was a boyfriend who sat quietly all the way to the Moo Ka restaurant. He wrinkled his face, not very satisfied, but didn't say anything.

Will Brother Athit know that he is jealous?

“But the second year I studied hard, I was worried. I heard that in the fourth year there is only an internship. Is Brother Athit available to tutor me?" Mek smiled at the person who intended to flirt outright.

Kongphop considers himself to be a very patient person. No matter how harsh the freshman year was, he had never been this angry before, so he accidentally let out a curt sound.

"No! Even though P'Athit doesn't study hard, during this time he has to be busy with internships. An internship is not just an internship, but it determines your future. If Mek really wants someone to tutor. I'll tutor you so you don't have to disturb Brother Athit."

Athit turned to look at the person who had appeared and cut short the conversation. He was surprised that he had never heard Kongphop speak in such a curt and irritated tone before, but the content of the message clearly indicated that the person speaking cared and paid attention to him. How much? His lips were thin and a smile appeared without the other two people on the table noticing.

Mek looked at his brother in surprise. He made it clear that he was going to flirt with P'Arthit and P'Kongphop didn't look disgusted at his expression of liking men. But just because you don't mind doesn't mean you'll support it. It also seemed like they were trying to prevent another move, but before they could ask anything, the remaining seniors and juniors of both the code line and the cattle line came in one after another before the conversation ended.

Introducing himself and having fun chatting didn't make Kongphop feel any better, until the people sitting next to him noticed. Athit turned to his girlfriend who refused to touch anything but water.

"Aren't you hungry, Kongphop? Before you came out, didn't you complain that you didn't eat anything during the day?"

"No."

The curt reply made Athit even more surprised that Kongphop, who had once been attentive, once begrudging, and once was cunning, was acting strangely.

"Here, you like to eat pork. Please give it to me. You'll get hungry late at night. You have to go work on a report with the M's, right?" Athit forked the pork on the pan and placed it in Kongphop's cup.

He had never had to please anyone like this. Especially when for almost a year it was the other party who was always trying to please. And he is spoiled.

The thought made Athit stop for a bit and then quickly cut it off. According to his cruel, wild, impatient and tight-lipped nature, he was a macho man who was not very subtle. Not interested in the small details like Kongphop, not gentle like Kongphop. But it doesn't mean that he doesn't care about his fans at all.

Especially now that Kid 0062 has a completely scowling face, like someone who has seen his grades listed as F's in every subject.

"Thank you, but I'm not hungry." Once again, Kongphop replied briefly without looking at the other person's face, who was trying to suppress his embarrassment to please him.

"What the hell are you doing, Kongphop?" The impatient person put his chopsticks down on his cup. I turned to look at the face of the person who suddenly seemed to be annoyed.

"No."

"As you wish." Athit snorted back and then stopped paying attention and let him be irritated. What the fuck, if he tried to pay attention this much and it didn't go away, just do as you wish.

Two people who were secretly quarreling amongst the seniors and juniors who were happily chatting with each other. But between them, it was as if a thin wall had quickly formed to separate Kongphop into silence. The sun was quiet. When the conversation came back to them, they answered back once in a while. Then it was quiet again.

The food was never touched again. Even drinking water until people started to feel annoyed and just realized how impatient they were.

P'Athit hasn't done anything wrong all the time. He knows that P'Athit's kindness is normal. The more people who love his older brother, he loves his younger sibling very much. He has engineering blood all over his body like P'Athit. It's normal for P'Athit to care about other people.

He was just possessive, jealous, and angry at Athit, forgetting that nothing had happened yet about the matter he was worried about.

Brother Athit is still sitting next to him. He also took care to see that he didn't eat anything and picked up his favorite things and put them out for him, which is something Phi Athit normally wouldn't do except to find something to tease him like when they first didn't like each other.

"P'Arthit," a large hand pulled the hem of his shirt from under the table at an angle where others couldn't see it. A soft whisper passed through the wall of air, causing the impatient person to look back a little, but Kongphop refused to say anything, so Kongphop continued his sentence with a repentant expression.

"I'm sorry, Brother Athit. Please don't be angry."

"Yes," the listener shouted back. Even though it was curt, it was short and he probably still hadn't fully recovered from his anger. But Kongphop was somewhat relieved. Hurry and send a smile to please.

"P'Arthit, would you like some shrimp? I'll go scoop them up for you."

"The table's full of shrimp. Don't you see it?” The impatient person pointed at the two large plates of shrimp in front of him.

"Then would you like a pig?"

"It's you who likes to eat pork. It's not me." The impatient person still sounded angry as usual.

"Not at all. I don't like pigs." Kongphop shook his head slightly, causing the other person to raise his eyebrows and look at him in surprise. But the answer came faster than expected. Kongphop leaned forward a little and whispered the same thing as when he emphasized his status yesterday, in a soft and sly voice.

"I really like Athit."

"0062 Kongphop!!" That's it. The spirit was shocked and immediately possessed Mr. Athit. The fourth-year senior stood up, his face turning bright red, and he screamed loudly until the whole shop turned to look at him with wide eyes.

The seniors and juniors at the chopsticks table dropped because of the harsh and harsh sound of a fourth-year engineering student wearing a dark-red shirt. The fear made the juniors terrified. And the seniors were shocked, but no one said anything except looking at the past from last year's university and last year's past with one eye.

"What's wrong, Ai Oun?" P'Tum or Athit's Brother Tum was the only one who dared to interrupt the silence of the whole shop.

As for the person being asked, the expression on his face was incorrect because he had forgotten too much.

"No, sir, just eat. It's bothering you." The person who just realized this quickly turned around and bowed his head to apologize to the whole restaurant before quickly sitting down.

Everything returned to normal. Only Athit, Kongphop and Mek who were looking at the two of them were still staring at each other.

“Are you angry?” This time, the playful and cunning person looked with genuine remorse in his eyes. His handsome face had dropped a lot. He was afraid that P'Athit would be angry because he poked too hard, causing his girlfriend to be embarrassed and shout out loud in the shop like this.

"I know you'll be angry, so why do you do it?"

"I didn't think you'd be this shy."

"Kongphop!" Athit's voice was much quieter than before. But those fierce eyes were as strong as when the loud noises rang out in the store.

"Are you thirsty? I'm going to give it to the person who interrupts the couple's conversation. Smiling like he doesn't know what's going on. But actually, it's enough to guess that the two seniors must have more to do with each other than seniors and juniors.

Even though Brother Athit's eyes looked angry, they looked more intimate and more subtle than ordinary siblings would look at each other. Brother Athit has never looked at anyone like this. Mek knew this well because he had looked at this senior since the first day of entering his first year.

Why is that red face again?

“No need, today we are welcoming our first year juniors, we should just sit still. As for Brother Athit I'll go get it for you myself." Mek shifted his eyes to look at his older brother, who had always been polite and kind. He spoke in a stern voice. The gentle eyes that had looked at his younger sibling with affection were now glistening with dissatisfaction.

But it didn't make this cloud guy afraid at all.

"Because I'm younger, I want to serve the seniors. Would you like me to go grab some iced coffee, P'Arthit?" Someone as bold as you must really like iced coffee.” Mek gave a revealing smile. Because the thought that the two seniors must have something made him rush to score.

"No need, Brother Athit likes it...." Kongphop almost blurted out what his lover likes to drink, but then realized that it wasn't appropriate to say it. Brother Athit is embarrassed to tell anyone that. I like to drink cold milk. If even more of this is leaked, Brother Athit will definitely be even more angry than before.

"Or Brother Athit will drink soda. Or liquor?" Mek couldn't hear Kongphop's voice. Still paying attention to Year 4 Saiko.

"It's okay. Just eat and drink. I'll take care of Kongphop himself." He knows what I'm going to eat. You don't have to worry," the owner of the eyes narrowed and said in a calm voice. They didn't show the friendliness of seniors and juniors like they did at the beginning before they turned to take the pork from the pan and put it into the Kongphop bowl and continued eating their own food as if nothing had happened.

But it caused two people to have different reactions.

The first year was immediately shocked by the implication of the rejection. Cloud smiled sadly before turning his attention back to talking with the other seniors.

As for the second year, he smiled widely, looking at his lover who didn't show how much he cared... but actually did.

His brother Athit is really kind.

On the way back to the dormitory There was no first-year student with code 0062 following behind as Mek asked to leave with the other seniors while Kongphop and Arthit chose to walk slowly and return. There was no conversation between each other.

Two people standing next to each other from the eyes of an outsider might look like normal male friends walking together because there is a slight distance between them. We didn't touch each other, we didn't hold hands, we didn't look into each other's eyes and smile at each other, we just walked close together.

But both of them knew it well. That the air barrier has now disappeared

Kongphop stopped when they walked to the front of P'Arthit's dormitory, the handsome young man turned to look at his lover before giving him a small smile.

"I'm sorry today, Brother Athit. I acted a little irritated."

"Um," Athit nodded but didn't say anything further.

"Then I'll be right back." Kongphop still smiled again. He was used to short, curt answers like this. Because I know that P'Athit has always been this kind of person, a kind person but doesn't like to show it off. Just by seeing his expression, he knew that P'Arthit had lost his anger.

Kongphop turned and walked back towards his dorm. But just take a few steps. The former head wag's voice came again.

"Wait, Kongphop."

"yes?"

Kongphop turned around to answer. Athit followed and stood in front of him. He debated for a bit whether he should speak or not, but in the end he convinced himself that he was a man. Sometimes there are things that should be said directly.

"I know what you're thinking, and I know what your younger brother is thinking too." Arthit wasn't a fool, so why couldn't he look at the first year's eyes? I just don't think about paying attention.

"yes"

"If you're worried, I ask you to stop thinking about it and take the time to study because there's nothing that can change my mind." After saying this, Thanthit quickly walked away.

This was more than enough for someone like him to explain. A person like Mr. Arthit, the most feared former head coach, was hot with embarrassment about what he had just said and didn't want the other party to know that he was. You yourself are blushing.

"Wait a minute, Brother Athit," Kongphop held the shirt of the person who was about to walk away. The owner of the shirt stopped his feet but didn't look back.

Kongphop saw that his lover's ears were red. So I didn't think of continuing with the joke. Aside from giving a smile to P'Arthit's back before walking along and standing behind him, leaving a little distance so as not to make the other person feel uncomfortable.

"I believe you, Athit." A large hand released the shirt of the person who didn't want to walk away and used the tip of his finger to connect to the little finger of his lover's right hand. The owner of the finger tensed a little but still didn't escape.

"Sweet dreams...Phi Athit."

After speaking, Kongphop released his hand from his fingers. I walked back to my dorm with my heart soaring.

Even though there are sometimes clouds and fog that obscure it However, the moon must be paired with the sun.