A compilation of short stories of Krist and Singto or and possible behind the scenes stories. Possibilities of crossovers might happen also (Arthit and Kongpob will definitely be here)
After the Peraya Party event, I decided to do this. Feel free to...
Krist doesn't like to go outside on his own. Sadly, his group of friends are rarely free. That's why if his friends invite him out, he's not about to say no unless he's ill or occupied. However, this wasn't what he had in mind when two of his friends decided to asked him out.
"Krist, aren't you gonna come out?" Mook asked when she got out of the car and noticed Krist brooding on the front seat.
Krist grunted at her and pouted. "No," he answered petulantly. Nammon scoffed and opened his side of the door and proceeded to pull him out. "Ai'Nammon!" Krist protested and held on the door handle.
"P, stop brooding and get out please!" Mook pleaded in annoyance when their present company refused to budge.
"Do I need to go with you? Am I needed to help you pick a cat?!" Krist whined and proceeded to stomp his legs.
"Krist, come on," Nammon groaned and successfully managed to pull their whining friend out. "Who knows, maybe you might like something in there," he shrugged.
Krist was grumbling on their way to the open gates. His eyes darted around and the place looks simple yet homey with all the potted plants on the windows and hanging on the gutters. The walls were painted white and he can spot a number of cat tree scratch posts standing on the porch. The door was open and they let themselves in. Mook pressed the bell on the counter and they waited in silence.
The interior was even more relaxing than Krist initially thought. The walls were a shade of pastel purple. Paw prints in the shade of pastel blue and yellow trailed around the walls, and Krist's eyes followed them until they disappeared on the door where a man appeared. He blinked silently when his eyes immediately zeroed on the gold kitten perching on the man's shoulder. Krist and the kitten had a stare off.
"Oh?" The man calmly gaped, eyes wide behind his black-rimmed rectangular glasses. He was rather youthful and handsome to be a foster parent. Krist half expected to meet a middle aged lady with graying hair and folding wrinkles. But he was bitch slapped by reality... and the oozing charisma of this man.
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Mook immediately straightened up and waii at the man, Nammon followed behind. "Sawadee kha, Khun." she greeted politely but her eyes was on the black and white cat on the man's arm. "I'm Mook, Worranit Thawornwong.I'm the one who messaged you on your IG."
"I'm Nammon khrap," Nammon introduced, also staring at the kitten on the man's shoulder. The man turned to Krist, patiently waiting for an introduction but Krist seemed to be out of it. Nammon followed the man's line of sight and frowned in confusion at their companion.
