It Must've Been The Wind (COMPLETED)

Coming Back. (18+)

Singto wakes up once more, hoping to slide out of bed to get them breakfast. This time, Krist isn't holding on to him which makes things easier for him. He takes a quick shower and heads out, hoping to reach back when Krist is still asleep.

It didn't take long for Krist to wake up. The annoying vibrations from his phone are relentless. He picks it up. "Hello?" He groans out, stretching himself.

"You just woke up? What time are we supposed to meet the juniors?" It was a familiar voice. Probably one of his friends, he couldn't be bothered to put a face to it from his morning grogginess.

"Tonight. I have no idea where but I'll ask one of them."

"Oh? Didn't know you're close to the juniors."

Krist didn't want to make his feelings known to anyone else. "No. But I got Singto's number during the hazing session, I can text him."

"Alright. Update us." With that, he puts down the phone and rolls over, hoping to find the younger boy in bed. The empty space beside him slowly fills him up inside. He got up from the bed and looks around.

Krist takes his phone and calls the younger boy but he didn't pick up. He calls a few more times before the door opens. "You called?"

"Where did you go?" Krist asks, in a more angrier voice than he realized.

"Did you miss me?" Singto grins at him.

"No." Krist looks away, "I was just wondering where you went."

"I bought breakfast." Singto shows the other boy the packet of food. "I bought you the same spicy fried rice with your pink milk."

Krist got out from the bed. "I'll go take a shower first." Singto nods in acknowledgement as he sets up the table and chairs and cleans up the room while the other boy is taking a shower.

Krist comes out from the toilet, dripping. "Singto, have you seen my clothes?"

"Oh. They're in the laundry basket. I didn't know you wanted to use them again." Singto replies. "You can use the clothes in my closet first." Singto couldn't keep his eyes off the shirtless boy. He wants to feel Krist's wet skin on his fingers, maybe more than that. Krist can feel Singto's eyes follow him with every movement he makes. He turns around, and stares back at the boy.

"What are you looking at?"

"You."

Krist rolls his eyes and picks out an outfit. "I'm using this." Singto nods in acknowledgement. Krist quickly gets dressed and joins the younger boy at the table. One look at the food and Krist lets out a sigh.

"Really? You order the same old food again?"

Singto looks up at him. "What's wrong with it?"

Krist takes his food and exchanges it with his own. "You are going to eat mine."

"But I ordered this for you." Singto argues.

"No. No. Remember what I said about bland food the other time?" Krist reminds the boy. Singto nods in defeat, hoping that he wouldn't make his stomach upset. "It's not that spicy. Your stomach wouldn't get upset." Krist reassures the boy after examining his expression.

"Tay. This is really uncomfortable." New whines as he adjusts himself in the car. Tawan reaches out to his phone and presses a few buttons. He swipes upward and New's knees starts to buckle. "Tay!" New smacks the boy.

"You can't hit me. I'm driving. What if we got into an accident? And you said it was uncomfortable." Tawan jokes at the boy, giving him a sly grin.