Scentless Curiosity [KristSingto Fanfic]

13: Vinegar Jar

Kit: \( > ▪︎ < )/
I read through Omega Wife which is supposed to be in the same universe as SC, and realised that in OW, Krist has pheromones...

Such a huge discrepancy!! But how to fix this?! ＞﹏＜

Or I maybe I could just take it as Krist somehow got his scent gene mutated back to normal over the years...?

Yes, let's do that... His pheromone releasing stuff worked somehow and I will leave that a mystery as it requires details.

Anyways, sorry for that long strings of text. Happy reading!

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  There was one day left until the orientation ended, today Krist allowed Singto to follow him around like a lost puppy. This was the result of him being given puppy eyes and the cutest pout the alpha every conjured up.

So is it a surprise anymore when his stupid friends teased him when he came in with a dog behind him? No.

"Meh~ Brought someone along today, mister head hazer?"

  Krist could only roll his eyes at Mond despite the slight warmth trying to settle on his cheeks. "Shut up, shouldn't you greet him? He's still a senior."

  To this, the four of them could only quickly keep their teasing away to greet the senior on the left. "Sawasdee krub P'Singto."

"Sawasdee, how's it going the past few days?"

"Oh, Phi, don't even get me started. It's so tiring making sure things are in place and ready to go, how did you even manage this last year?"

"Oi, Gunsmile, you have no say in complaining. All I see is you either playing games or flirting with the juniors."

"Tch, not like you're any better, once Tine comes over you drop everything and run over."

"That's right, I'm the only one working seriously other than Krist. So you and Wat can shut up."

  Krist felt that he should butt in before this became a full-on bickering session. "Tharn, you only work your butt off because you want to go home earlier to Type. You're no different from Wat actually."

  Tharn playfully gasped dramatically, "Krist, how could you do this to me!"

"Nongs, it's almost time. I think you guys should start preparing. We still have to go to the beach in the afternoon for tomorrow's final event."

  With that reminder from Singto, everyone got to work, they had a tight schedule today since the buses arrived at a specific timing.

On the bus

  Krist was tired, very tired. But he could not sleep because he knew people were staring at him. Staring at his hand that was holding onto Singto's. He knew people were staring at the man, wanting to steal him away any second he himself loses guard.

Why is he so handsome? This is so troublesome!

"Kit, you can sleep first. I'll wake you up later when we reach."

  Although Krist had been laying his head on shoulder for a while, Singto could tell that he still was awake. Soon, with the gentle rocking of the bus, Krist fell asleep and Singto took out his camera to snap a photo to record the memory. He was definitely adding this to his secret collection.

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  That evening when he was busy with stuff here and there, occasionally he heard some juniors talking about how once they got their gear, they would give it to the senior head hazer. He also heard some things along the lines of:

"Even if P'Singto already has the head hazer, I'm sure that I can steal him over."

"Right, we are omegas, better than that alpha. We can give birth to his babies, P'Krist probably can't."

"He's an alpha? Wasn't he a beta?"

"Who knows? The point is, he isn't an omega. Everyone knows that an alpha is meant to be with an omega."

  He wasn't going to lie, it got to him. Usually he could shrug it off but these days with so many people eyeing what was his, it was starting to get to him.

"Kit, do you want water?" Those juniors already left so it was a good thing since the subject of their 'whispering' would not know of these remarks.

"Hm? No need, I have a bottle here. Here, you look like you need it too."

  No, he was not showing that Singto was his. He was just worried about the other, that's why he shared his water. Krist would never get jealous, it was not in his dictionary.

  That night he wanted to have dinner with his senior, he saw quite a number of juniors who just got their gear asking Singto for a private chat. And he was very damn sure that they were going to confess. Every time he wanted to go over, another one would appear. In the end, he just gave up and had dinner by himself.