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  Singto closed his eyes hoping peace would come to him. Well, he wasn't expecting much. Really. How could he when the past week had been nothing but chaotic? From his sister's sudden engagement to a no-good young master to Kao's enrollment to pole dancing classes. Yup. Pole dancing. No wonder Pete looked as tired as his parents. To a stranger's point of view, there is nothing wrong with Serra tying the knot. Not when the said groom was from a good family and she is of marriageable age. But for his parents and everyone else's who knew his sister's undiminished interest towards Krist, there was more to it. As for Kao. . . Well, Kao will always be Kao. Crazy . Singto wasn't really bothered by his friend's odd interest. Unlike Pete who worried over it day and nigth. He was actually grateful especially when his Krist started accompanying Kao. His friend's new interest would keep his husband busy. Bourbon in hand, Singto didn't bother turning the ligh

It was supposed to be any other sunny day for Driene and her family. Just any other day to see her son moping around while browsing the net in hopes to find his prince's whereabouts. So imagine her utmost surprise when her husband literally shook her awake and dragged her away from her most needed beauty sleep. Don't get her wrong, she loves her dimwitted husband. It was just that she's having one hell of a hard time not murdering him. Not when the said male brought her to their son's closed bedroom and shushed her. Now, Driene is a very nice and patient woman. She had always been a reasonable person but for the first time in her life, she simply wanted to scream bloody murder and kill her husband. "I know what you're thinking." The idiot she calls husband murmured with his hand still tightly on her mouth. "Listen. You'll thank me for this." Glaring at him, she huffed and pressed her ears against her son's door. Well, nothing. She waited

At the age of seven, the crown prince was already a looker. When Krist first saw a picture of him, he developed his first crush right away. With his finger pointing at the television, he straightforwardly told his mother that he wanted the prince. He wanted Singto. His mother was surprised for a second but smiled right after. It was as if she wasn't surprised about her son's sexual preferences. A few days later, Krist was brought out by his mother to play with her best friend and her son. Little did he know he'd be meeting his crush for the first time. In the flowery pink dress and pigtails his mother loves to make him wear, he met the prince and the latter became his first love. His only love. "I'm Singto." His prince introduced himself with a bow. Stuttering like the idiot he was, he also bowed and hid behind his mother who chuckled. In his childish mind, the older male was perfection while he looked like a clown in his female clothing. Tears were slowly fil

In a high-rise building, a young man got up from his bed and stretched while looking at the rising sun. A small frown touched Singto's lips as he looked back at his empty bed. If he was in his room at the palace, Krist would be there smiling up at him. Then, his fiancé would get up from the bed and hug him before tiptoeing for a sweet kiss. After a few minutes of making-out, the younger male would whisper a soft ' I love you' and leave. That was how his Monday mornings were. Willing himself to think about something else, he picked up his phone. Four messages were plastered on its screen. All were from Kao. "Let's eat breakfast." "Hey, let's eat breakfast together." "Sing I know you're awake. Let's eat breakfast, okay?" "Tay and I are waiting for you at my family's resto. Move your ass and eat with us." With a sigh, he did exactly what his friend 'asked' him to do. He took a quick shower and tossed a shirt

"I'm in love." Singto's confident statement shook Krist's world with a magnitude of 10. Fucking 10! "I'm in love with someone else and I will not marry anyone other than that person." Again, the prince's words blew him away. "Serra should marry Krist." How did the dinner he was looking forward to turn into a nightmare? Didn't they agree they'd try to make their relationship work? So, where did this 'I'm in love' shit come from? The king cleared his throat to ease the sudden awkwardness in the dining room. "We don't marry for love. As my heir, you should already know tha-" "I'm sorry for cutting you off father but I beg to disagree. You married mother after all." "That was different." "How so?" "When I say it's different, it is different. End of discussion!" "No." Singto firmly answered back. "I will not marry anyone but the person I love.&q

With his eyes closed, Krist enjoyed the gentle breeze touching his face. "Don't fall asleep." "Hmmmnn." He felt too comfortable not to fall asleep. A gentle hand rubbed his head. "We cant stay out here." Unmindful of Singto's words, Krist laid even further into his fiancé's arms. "Let's stay like this a bit longer." He has lately realized how comfortable it is to lay his head on his fiancé's shoulder. The subtle touch with the feel of the older male's breathing brought him peace. It has become his home. A pair of lips softly brushed against his forehead. "I have work." Work. For some reason, the crown prince never had a day without work. Is he marrying a workaholic? "You can do them later. I need to leave before lunch anyway. Mom wants to make sure my wedding suit still fits after she caught me slurping on a few bottles of strawberry milk. I'm not gaining weight, am I?" More than hearing it, Krist

Nervous as hell, Krist played with the hem of his shirt. From across the room, Singto quietly signed a document without sparing him a glance. He can do this. He must do this! With a practiced cough, Krist called his fiancée attention. "Are you busy?" The older male placed his pen down. "Do you need something?" Thoughts wrecked, Krist bit his lower lip. He can't simply say he wanted to spend time with Singto, can he? "I thought you're here to have tea with Serra." He immediately shook his head. Tea with Serra was merely a front to see his fiancé even if it's just a few seconds glimpse. "I want to see you." As surprised as he was at his bold words, the prince was no better. It was as if Singto couldn't believe what he just heard. "I'm sorry. I think I misheard what you said." Fighting off his shyness, Krist boldly said; "Let's talk." Tell me how I can make you like me. "Let's find a few common g

As he expected, Serra did take Krist to the capital with her. This resulted to loud rumors about the two's closeness and Singto's inability to make the younger male happy. This also made everyone question his genuine interest towards his fiancé. As well as his ability to have the crown. In the middle of all these controversies, Singto remained impassive. He'd stay inside his office and finish almost two year's worth of paperworks. Tay and Kao would bring sweets for him as well as stay with him for hours but not a word about how he feels was shared. His parents sat with him and sincerely apologized because they weren't able to stop his sister and his fiancé from going out and cause the rumors. Still, Singto kept his silence. For three straight family dinners, he never made a sound. No matter how riled up he was with Serra's subtle disrespect from time to time with her thoughtless words, he never faltered. He refused to show how affected he was. He refused to show

Exhausted. Singto is exhausted. The talk with his parents and his in-laws did nothing but add to his headache. His father wouldn't move an inch with regards to him taking the throne in the same way as his mother refused to make Serra Krist's fiancé. Even his 'mother-in-law' disagreed for the change to occur. He was provided two reasons. One, he's the best person to take the throne. And two, he and Krist belong to each other. Both of which he found unreasonable. The adults were adamant with the decision they have. No matter how hard he tried to persuade them, his opinions were left unheard. His hints about Serra and Krist's romantic feeling towards each other were thrown out the window as if they weren't mention at all. How could they not see how warm the two were in contrast to how he and the younger male are to each other? Maybe it wasn't a matter of recognition but the choice to disregard it. 11:34. Singto closed his eyes and willed himself to catch a