Try Again [Complete]

III

Author's Note: Like always, remember that italics will symbolize the future in this story. Happy reading! And if you have any questions let me know!

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The waves helped calm his mind sure, but they also reminded him of some of his best and worst memories. How many photoshoots had they shot at this very beach? Too many to count.

How many times had they wandered around, searching for "lost" messages inside the glass bottles spread around the sand? Because what seemed like simple human waste to Krist was apparently something fascinating for Singto. Krist later found out that his obsession with the bottles was due to some movie about a couple's tragic love story found in one of them.

Always a romantic.

It made sense since he listened with raptured attention when Krist shared his nana's tales about destined partners, missed chances, and how life always favored soulmates, giving them a chance to fix past mistakes once in a lifetime if their love was true.

He wondered if Singto had ever compared their own situation to those in the stories and asked himself why was he wasting time on Krist. If he believed in that soulmate bullshit, then why was he stopping himself from being truly happy with someone that actually deserved him?

Someone that loved him the way Krist could not.

He wasn't blind, obviously his senior had feelings for him, for quite some time as far as he knew. Krist had known the exact moment when things had changed because the way Singto now looked at him like a lovesick fool was the exact way Krist looked back at him.

Had Krist ever let them talk about it? No, he hadn't.

His phone kept ringing, warning him of incoming texts and calls. Just like it had been for the last two hours. His decision had been made, he just hoped he would not regret it later.

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"Congratulations!" P'Tha excitedly congratulated them both amidst the sea of people flocking around them with flowers bouquets on their hands and kind words spilling left and right.

For a moment Krist forgot the painful reality and imagined that this was just another day with both of them promoting an event or some random brand, a project that had gone well, or an award ceremony. A day when Singto was happy to stand by his side and not ready to run as far as he could as soon as their superiors finished the customary greeting and congratulations.

He could barely remember how those days felt like.

Krist had tried to joke about the decoration, the guest's clothes, and even about Muffin's recent obsession with sleeping on top of his drum set. He managed to get a few distracted nods and hums but not once had Singto even spared him a glance.

"The power couple is back!" Off seemed completely clueless at the tension between the two and for once Krist thanked the heavens for his friend's nosy and extroverted self. 

"P'Off I need a drink, maybe two. Show me where the good stuff is."

Krist almost laughed at his own misery when Singto took the first opportunity to get away from him, even if it involved something he absolutely loathed.

"Oh, Kit come too, I know just the right-"

"Don't worry about him, P' he enjoys the peace and quiet, don't you Kit?" Singto lovingly patted his shoulder but his cold eyes betrayed the real meaning of the action.