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Singto doesn’t understand the way Krist would always be busy all by himself in the morning every time he spent the night at Singto’s apartment – the latter would busily pack all his clothes, stuff them inside his bag, like he couldn’t wait to get out of Singto’s place, which is proven not to be the case. It is endearing at its best but some morning, Singto would love to just have Krist all by himself on the top of his bed and cuddle until noon comes.
“I don’t like it, my stuffs being messy, and best believe that I will lose something if I don’t pack it right now,” Krist nagged and whined at the same time.
“How is that a case?” Singto raised his eyebrow in endearment as he pulled the hem of his shirt that Krist was wearing right then – it was his best attempt to get his boyfriend back to the bed.
“Kit,” Singto tried to call again, pulling Krist with a little more force than before, making Krist to turn his whole body just to face Singto. “What?” Krist sounded and looked annoyed, and Singto somehow feel like he accomplished something – annoyed Krist Perawat is too endearing to be missed in the morning.
For starter, Krist’s hair was still not intact, and his whole figure looked really sloppy with his bare feet and the only thing he wore is Singto’s oversized shirt and his underwear – Singto would die and give everything in exchange to have that kind of view every morning.
“Nothing.” Singto shook his head as he smiled a bit. “You look cute,” Singto continued and got a snort in return. “Stop, go make breakfast or something, be useful for a second, can you?” Krist ranted again – Singto only let out a little laugh before throwing his whole body back to the bed again.
“I said be useful,” Krist deadpanned.
“I said go back to the bed with me,” Singto replied nonchalantly.
“No,” Krist decided before he went back to collect his clothes.
“Kit, you are making absolutely no sense, you are going back here more often that to your apartment, why is it a big of a deal if you left something?” Singto commented afterward. “Just because, I don’t know, okay? Maybe because if I actually need it, I don’t have to have you to search for the thing and what if I really, really need it?” Krist sighed at the end.
“Like what?” Singto actually seated himself back just to raise his eyebrow at the latter – and the troubled look on Krist’s face confirmed something. “Like, like – you know, like my toothbrush that one time.” Krist smiled in satisfaction when he found an excuse and Singto let out a disbelief scoff. “Are you being serious right now?” Singto laughed.
“A hundred percent, you know I don’t keep any additional toothbrush,” Krist reasoned.
“Yeah, but I do. So, leave your toothbrush at home and use my additional one. We have been together for years, why is this still a problem?” Singto grinned as he pulled Krist’s arm so he could get the latter closer to him. “Kit, stop being ridiculous,” Singto said as he held both of Krist’s arm. “I am not.” Krist huffed as he cupped Singto’s face. “Stop frowning.”
“I will if you stop being unreasonable and cuddle with me.” Singto tilted his head a little. “Stop being a child, I am hungry,” Krist replied instead a she pat Singto’s cheek gently.
“No, no, cuddle first, eat later.” Singto shook his head as he then circled his arms around Krist’s waist, locking the younger so he wouldn’t go anywhere. “Come on, I am really hungry,” Krist snorted.
“I will ask you nicely one last time,” Singto deadpanned. “What? No.” Krist raised his eyebrow back at the older before Singto pulled Krist towards him – Singto was laughing all the way when he hugged Krist tightly as they both laid on the bed right then. “Why?” Krist let out a muffled whine as Singto continued to hug him.
“There, there, we are going to stay like this for a while,” Singto said, while Krist was still trying to get out of Singto’s grip – in all honesty, it was a waste since Singto is much stronger than Krist even though it looks like the otherwise. “Fine, fine, let me go, I can’t breathe properly,” Krist whined again and Singto decided to loosen his hug, letting Krist to hug him back.
“Happy?” Krist huffed as Singto planted a kiss on the top of Krist’s head. “Very much,” Singto replied with a grin.
“Are you seriously trying to argue about toothbrush with me earlier?” Singto asked.
“Yes, it’s a crucial item, you know,” Krist snorted.
“You know, if you want to, I have an idea of how we could get out of this mess every morning you stay here,” Singto proposed. “What?” Krist looked up as his eyes met Singto’s, who was looking back at him with a smile.
“Move in with me?”