Our KISSING Game [✔️]

What Now?

To say that he had been enjoying the last couple of weeks would be a HUGE understatement.

Singto could barely keep the big grin off his face whenever his mind wandered upon a memory of the younger man and their recent developments in their relationship.

Hm.

Relationship is a funny word isn't it?

It can be used to state the status of two people, like friends or phi-nong.

But it could also mean that two people have entered a state of exclusivity, romantically.

Once in a while, Singto wondered what the younger man thought of all of this.

The fair beauty that was still snoring peaceful right next to him, sprawled across the bed on his tummy, the sheets askew and tangled in his soft pale legs.

Singto chewed on his lip ruefully, wondering what was the right move for them to take next.

Tentatively, he reached his hand to brush the mussed bangs from his eyes, as if Krist was made of the world's finest porcelain.

This reminded him of all those times Krist fell asleep in their practice room, and all Singto could do was silently stare at the object of all his attention.

His fingertips ghosted across the plump curve of his cheek, along his chin, trailing down his neck, following the soft expanse of bare skin of his shoulder.

What were they?

What could they be?

Singto didn't have more time to dwell on it when the younger man shifted slightly, the rhythm of his breath no longer steady.

"P'Sing... what are you thinking about?" Krist murmured with a raspy voice as he buried his face deeper into the pillow with a deep sigh. "You've been staring at me for a while now..."

"Kit..." His fingers traced up the back of his neck, playing with the ends of his feathery brown hair at the nape. "What now?"

Exhaling a slow breath, Krist shuffled to lay on his side, facing the senior. "I don't know. I just know, that in all the ways that matter, this felt right."

Singto smiled genuinely at hearing Krist's honest feelings. "I don't know either. All I know is that I've wanted this for a long time."

"So... should we... you know, about this?"

"Like, go official?"

Krist flushed a pretty shade of pink. "Are you asking?"

Singto quirked a brow, lips curling up into an amused smile. "Oho. Why does it have to be me to ask? What about you?"

"After last night, and I-I gave you... you won't ask?"

The senior couldn't help but chuckle at how cute his junior was, all red-faced and getting ready to fight him like a small kitten. "Okay, okay I see your point. So you're ready to be mine?"

"Eh?" Krist's eyes widened. "What?"

"Well, that's what you're implying we do right?"

"W-wait..."

"No?"

"Not no, but!" Krist was flustered and tried to gesture what he meant with flailing hands."