Author's Note:
First of all, I would like to apologize for the super delayed update and another apologies again because I was and still is suffering from writer's block. I think it's stress from work and the fatigue afterwards are the 2 main factors of this.
The update won't come fast but I will update every once and a while. Again, I'm really sorry. I hope you'll still like this one.
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"Krist! Krist!" Gusmile hurriedly ran after his best friend. He is so mad at the woman who uncaringly hurt Krist with her words that were laced with venom. If his parents didn't raise him with good manners, he could have tackled her down and strangled her to death.
"Krist, wait!" When he finally reached him, he grabbed his wrist and turned him around. "Oii! When did you learn how to run so fast?" he asked between his gasps for much needed air in his lungs. He just ran after him in worry but now that he finally caught up with him, he is suddenly lost for words.
Krist had his head hung low and Gunsmile couldn't see his face. He knew that he is hurt and is blaming himself. That's just how Krist is. He wanted to make him feel better but he doesn't know how to. Krist may be spoiled and could be stubborn at times, but he is innocent and fragile as a child could be. Simple actions and words could hurt him. What more with the words that the mere existence is to cause pain?
"Kit..." Krist tensed when he heard the voice he doesn't want to hear that moment. He is too ashamed to face his phee. All he wanted was for his P'Sing to rest but he couldn't. And he was the sole reason. Ashamed, he attempted to run but he was not successful. His P'Sing abruptly grabbed his arm to stop him.
"Gunsmile, thank you for looking after Kit. You can go home now," Singto told Gunsmile while still holding his brother's arm. Gunsmile knew that the two brothers need to talk and only Singto could make Krist feel better.
"I'll be going now, Krist." He took one final glance at his best friend before finally walking away.
Singto waited till Gunsmile is gone before turning to his mute brother. Krist still has his head hung low and is refusing to talk to him.
He let out a deep sigh and looked for a bench where they could settle down. They are outside the mall and there are many benches there but those were being occupied by people who wanted to rest from shopping and walking.
When he finally saw an unoccupied bench, he sauntered towards there whilst holding Krist's hand. They sat side by side without speaking to each other.
When Singto gathered his thoughts, he looked at Krist. The smaller man still is looking down, his fringes covering his eyes. He has his hands placed on top of his lap and his body is slightly shivering from the cold.
Seeing Krist shivering, Singto immediately took off his jacket and covered the shivering body with it. He felt the smaller man tensed a little but soon relaxes again. He shifted on a comfortable position and cleared his throat. "Kit—"
"I'm sorry, P'Sing," Krist cut in. Singto was startled when he suddenly spoke and he looked at him.
"I thought we had talked about this? I told you that I have my fair share of wrong too so you are not alone to blame," he softly explained, wanting and needing for his younger brother to understand it.
"I know phee. I understand," Krist answered in a small voice. "It's just that... I don't know. I can't explain it. But... I felt hurt when she said that it's my fault that you couldn't sleep. It's like... I cause you this problem and she... I don't know, phee!" He covered his face with his hands and choked on his words. He couldn't understand what he is feeling. He is hurt but he couldn't comprehend why. Seeing his phee with her made him upset and when she told him that he is causing his phee a problem, he felt his heart clench in pain.
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