Friends, he can count them with his fingers and toes and still have spare digits left. Close friends, he can do that with one hand.
His eyes flickers across the room towards Krist who is joking around with P'Godji and a few other colleagues. This man. He is the opposite of him. Always in presence of so many, spending his hours with them, having a laugh. Bright where he is dark. Open where he is closed up. Jovial where he is serious. He cannot help feeling insecure and bewildered as to why they even make sense as they do, when there are so many people around who compliments Krist more.
Krist sees Singto hovering at the doorway and bounded over. A quick kiss is pressed on the surprised lips before Krist pulls him to where he left his conversation earlier.
Lover. Only one. He only need this one man in his life. There is no need to think why and how can they make sense. They just do.
A/N: A semi fulfillment of the prompt from TheawesomeJane who asked for an insecure Singto
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