"The more I look at him, the more I see that he's the 'prince' type. I'm sorry, Sing. I need to agree with your mom on this one."
"Pete's right. The way Krist smiles too roguish for him to be a bottom. Ukes don't smile like they're about to sweep someone off their feet. He's a top."
Singto glared at his friends as the two enumerate proofs of Krist's topness.
"I'm not going to bottom for him!" He cried out.
Pete, his cousin, patted his shoulder as if consoling him. "You're slightly thinner than him. While he's an outgoing, noisy piece of artwork, you're the introvert type. I've also noticed that he's possessive of his things so I suggest you give up on this one."
Across from where they were snooping like kids, Singto watched Krist smile at his parents. He rolled his eyes as his mother pinched a cheek and cooed like she's welcoming his son home.
Well, Krist is going to be her son-in-law when they both come of age. That would be two years, one month and nine days from now.
Can someone please kill him?!
"Your father approves of him. For someone who's yet to be a member of the royal family, he was able to soften your father's heart." Pete pointed out.
"That stinky old man was just happy it's that jerk and I that would marry each other instead of him and his best bud. Mom and auntie Driene (Krist's mom) are hardcore fujoshies and their favorite otp is my dad and uncle Terrence (Krist's dad). Fuck! I can't believe I spoke like a fudanshi!"
Kao laughed. "Aren't we? If you haven't noticed, the three of us are now hardcore fudanshis with all the bl mangas, movies, series and novels we've immersed ourselves."
"Right. Kao and I even embraced the fact that we are attracted to each other. Of course I'm the seme sine I'm the 'top' type while Kao with his pale skin and sweet personality is more the 'bottom' type."
Singto clicked his tongue at his friends' shamelessness. They were long attracted to each other even before they did the extreme research he dragged them into a couple of months ago when he found out that his engagement with Krist would push through this year. On his 25th birthday.
Such an amazing birthday present. Really!
"We better go, Sing." Kao called. "Your mother doesn't like it when she doesn't see Pete and I on our respective seats on the dining table."
Begrudgingly, he followed his friends to the dining room. His irritation reached its crescendo when Krist emerged from the door with Singto's older sister looking up at him like he's a god.
Why can't his sister marry Krist when it's obviously her who's head over heels in love with him?
Oh yeah. It's because of the two female monsters following behind. Those old fujoshies will be the death of him!
"Singto why didn't you come with us to greet Krist and your in-laws?" His mom's sharp voice made him curse in his head.
Despite his unwillingness, Singto stood from his seat and bowed as a greeting to his parents, in-laws and his fiancé.
Fuck that fiancé!
"Oho! Singto has grown so much since I last saw him." Using 70% of his self-control, Singto stopped himself from rolling his eyes. The last time Auntie Driene saw him was last week. During their weekly 'family dinner'. How can an almost 24-year old prince grow within a span of seven days?
"Pete and Kao are here too. Wonderful! Handsome men should really go hand in hand to make the world a beautiful place." She continued.
The queen who happened to be his antagonistic mother laughed. "Why don't we add Krist and Singto in the picture so that it would be more beautiful. Dear, is the camera with you?"
At the back of his mind, Singto already slapped Kao knowing that friend of his was silently laughing his ass off at his demise.
A stewardess lowly offered a professional camera to his mother who happily took it. "Krist, Singto, go on your seats first. Your moms will just take another commemorative photo, okay?"
His older sister tried to complain but his mother's sharp gaze left no room for argument. Sometimes, he felt sorry for his sister for being born female. If she was a boy, she'd be Krist's fiancé.
No words were shared between him and his fiancé when they took their respective seats. Pete and Kao smiled at the youngest male on the table which Krist returned gallantly with one of his blinding smiles.
"You look great together."
Kao's comment almost made Singto throw the steak knife on the table at him.
Coolly, Krist responded. "It would be better if my bride acts like one."
Smoke escaped through his ears at his fiancés blatant 'disrespect' towards his manliness.
"Shut your mouth if you don't have anything nice to say." He hissed. Singto badly wanted to retort 'You're the 'bride here' but held himself back. There's no fucking way he'd break his oath to speak no more than five sentences to this 'fiancé' of his.
"Still holding tight on that one-sided promise not to speak to me anymore than necessary, I see. Having a woman as a fiancé is way better than a stoi-"
"No problem with that. You just ask your mom and have my sister engaged to you."
"I didn't mean- are you angry with me Sing?"
Gritting his teeth, Singto kept silent and acted like he didn't hear the younger male beside him call his attention.
He hates Krist.
Hates him more than anything in this world. Even more than his mother who was forcing him to marry someone who would prefer any woman over him.
Singto paid no attention to his mother and her best friend run around as their husbands helplessly watch their wives along with his sister. This will be over soon and after breakfast tomorrow, he'd have six days of peace.
"Done! Now you four, look into the camera. Ready? In one, two, three! Say sex!"
Cursing all the known and unknown gods to mankind, Singto tightly pinched the bridge of his nose in absolute anger.
Not again!
"Singto come on." The younger male who's only a centimeter shorter than him begged. Prettily, if he may add. "Take off your clothes, na."
This has been the fifth time in the past month or so that his fiancé barged into his room in the middle of the night. Another reason why he hates the weekly 'family dinner'.
This weekly sleepover after dinner will kill him!
"You did not take your pills again, didn't you? How many times do I need to remind you that your condition requires medication. What will happen if I'm not here?" He reprimanded.
Docilely, Krist hugged him. "I take it everyday. Only when I sleep in the palace that I don't." Clear brown eyes trustingly stared at him. "You're here to keep me safe."
If Pete and Kao could see this, they'd bang their heads to the wall. Where the heck is the roguish smile they pointed out? What attributes of a seme?
Krist is a uke through and through.
Smiling innocently, Krist started taking off his pants.
Flustered, Singto immediately halted Krist's hands from whatever nonsense he was about to do.
"Why are you stopping me? I need Singto. Singto must help Krist."
Alarms went off his head at Krist's audaciousness.
Can someone please take this clingy child off him?
"Singto. . . Kiss?"
Weak to the overflowing innocent cuteness in front of him, Singto could only curse himself and oblige. "Okay. Just a kiss."
Happy, Krist nodded his head and tightened his hug.
Like their other kisses, Singto tried to be as gentle and non-intrusive as he can. Littering soft kisses on the younger male's pale cheeks and lips, he did his best not to linger too long on Krist's lips else they end up doing more.
Again.
He was about to pull away so he can bring Krist back to his room and let him sleep alone when the back of his head was grabbed and his lower lip was bitten. Surprised, he gasped which allowed Krist to thrust his tongue and deepen the soft kiss he initiated.
"Hmmmnnn." He moaned as his subconscious fiancé slid his hands from his naked chest, to his waist, before they caressed his lower back.
Separating their lips, only a sliver of saliva connected him and Krist aside from the wayward hands on his body.
"Kiss me again."
This fucking sexsomniac will be the legit cause of his death!
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