The wind outside got stronger the typhoon the weather forecaster talked about was finally here. Third looked outside the window observing the trees bending down under the weather's pressure. He shifted uncomfortably, clutching his phone in one hand as he tried to call Khai. He wasn't picking up, and Third was getting worried. When Khai left in the morning to help Bone, he promised to get back before the storm struck. But he wasn't back, the wind was more powerful, and it even began to rain cats and dogs.
Third sighs hoping his idiotic boyfriend would stay with Bone for the night. Even Khai isn't that stupid to go out. When the call got directed to the voicemail for the fifth time, Third decided to contact Bone.
"He left hours ago. Isn't he home?"
The information from his friend sinks in, making Third nauseous. He was thinking about the worst, crying his eyes out when the door opened, revealing drenched Khai. He didn't have time to take off his jacket as Third was already clinging to him like a koala.
"You idiot. Do you have a death wish? Are you tired of life? If you wanted to die early, you could have told me, and we could buy a place for ourselves at the nearest graveyard!" Third scolded the taller man, clinging to him with a tear-stained face. Khai blinked a few times before a deep smile appeared on his face. His arms sneak around the slim waist of his boyfriend, holding him tightly.
"I am sorry, Third. I got caught up in traffic, and the weather got suddenly worse." He whispered, kissing Third's forehead.
"I thought you..." Third couldn't finish the sentence.
"I can't live without you, Khai. Never do this again." Third sobbed in the crook of Khai's neck.
"I am sorry, but I have to leave. I am cold, and I need a shower." Khai said, leaning forward.
"You can join me to be sure I safe, though." He whispered seductively into Third's ear.