Krist's Distractions

Distraction #3: The Mole

Krist tries to not fall asleep as the makeup artist fixes his foundation. He yawns as he looks at his watch and wonders why Singto is so late today. They are supposed to have a photo shoot together but the older man is nowhere to be seen.

He is just about to call up the older when suddenly he hears p'Jane's voice and then soon enough Singto rushes into the room and flashes him an apologetic grin. Krist pouts a little, showing his displeasure. 

"Where were you?" Krist demands as Singto plops down on the seat next to his about 10 minutes later , after rapidly changing into one of the costumes.

"Traffic. Ughhh... I really feel like leaving Bangkok sometimes and living in the countryside!" Singto huffs, annoyance clear in his tone.

Krist nods in understanding. Bangkok's traffic is no joke. He starts to ask his singtuan something about the game they were playing last night but he stops mid sentence when he sees a tiny little thing on Singto's neck. The mole.

Krist gulps involuntarily, suddenly feeling hot. What's wrong with me? He wonders. He knows that mole has existed since forever. But right now that mole looks so sinful. So distracting.

"KIT?!" Singto's firm voice jolts him back to reality and he looks away, already feeling the tips of his ears turning red.

"Y-yes phi?" Krist says, trying to calm his racing heart. What will p'Sing think of me now if he catches me staring at his mole? Krist wonders.

"You were saying something Kit. Then you stopped mid way. And now you are blushing. What happened? Is something wrong?" Singto asks, concern lacing his voice.

Krist shakes his head furiously and then mumbles a half assed reply about having to use the washroom and practically bolts away, leaving the older man blinking in confusion.

Krist locks himself inside the washroom and tries to calm his racing heart. "Why am I getting distracted by that mole? I have seen that so many times before. It's nothing special. Okay Krist, you are behaving really creepy now. He is your phi. Stop whatever you are doing." Krist gives himself a pep talk before going back out of the washroom.

When he enters the dressing room he sees the stylist fiddling with Singto's collar and as he nears the two, she asks, "Nong kit, don't you think nong Singto looks good with this open collar? It shows his chest bone and also his mole. Very hot and befitting the concept."

Krist merely nods as a pang of jealousy washes over him. Why is p'Sing showing his mole to everyone? He suddenly has the urge to wrap a scarf around Singto's neck and cover that darn mole.

But he says nothing and when it's time for them to shoot, first their individual shots, he puts all other things out of his head and focuses on the work at hand.

Until it's time for them to shoot their couple pictures. It goes fine in the beginning, but then in a certain pose, Krist's eyes fall on Singto's exposed mole, and everything goes downhill from there. Krist can't focus on anything except that mole and he is suddenly filled with the desire to sink his teeth into the flesh around that mole.

Krist gulps, the photography director's voice a humdrum in the background while all his concentration zeroes in on that one tiny thing on his phi's neck. Distracted.

Krist is only pulled out of his trance when  Singto grabs his hand and shakes him gently. "What happened kit? You are zoning out? Is everything okay?"'

Krist blushes at being caught in his distracted state and nods slowly. He gives a small smile to the photographer and the director and tries to focus on his job.