This story is inspired by KS's performance at Fantopia. And the most romantic and tender number in their program - a mash-up))) There are lines of songs from the mash-up in the lyrics. Here is their designation: * - "The question that must be answered", Aof Pongsak ** - "Life Is Not a Fairytale", Aof Pongsak

It's an kristsingto one shot! The characters are not mine but the storyline is fully mine. Give it a read! you may like it! 😁

The first time when I saw you,I only know your name yet you've already made my heart into a mess.A mess that doesn't stop beating rapidly.... A story of a bad boy Kongpob and ofcourse his p'Arthit.How are they going to meet?How are they going to fall for each other.

Arthrit loves to be naughty and kong loves to punish 🔞🔞🔞 read only if you don't mind bdsm and gangbangs

"When something wrong feels so right, and something right feels so wrong, but he's too addictive to quit and too obsessed to let go." -- "Was it good? " toned laced with sarcasm, I made sure it was on point. "Yes, so good. Want a taste of it? " Furrowed brows, "I think that's the last bottle. " "Who says you need another bottle? " Before I could process what Krist said, he pulled me by my jeans and slammed his lips against mine. Quickly, his tongue asked for access inside my already slightly ajar mouth. His lips was cold and his tongue taste like whiskey, like as promised. It was all sudden yet I managed to respond as soon as I came to my senses.

Arthit thought he'd finally gotten rid of the persistent junior from school after two years of peace in University. Not the sweet scrawny kid anymore, Kongpob has decided that he won't let his P'Arthit get away from him this time. Let the games begin. A crack chatfic cause I wanted to try something new. It'll mostly be memes and friends dissing each other with, of course, fluff and cuddles~

Arthit Rojnapat, a 25 years old successful engineer in Ocean Electrics. He is the only son of Jake and Achara Rojnapat who were both school teachers. Mr Rojnapat died in an accident when arthit was one year old. After the death of her husband, Mrs Rojnapat pampered Arthit a lot and tried hard never to let her son miss his father. She also never said no to any of Arthit's needs. However, she had one rule and that was the one thing she had always made clear - that she would choose a bride for Arthit. Would she be able to pick the perfect bride for Arthit? Or would fate have different plans for him?

Now my All short stories and one shots under one roof . Even epilogues of some of my tale..which stand out as independent chapters

|Krist x Singto One-shot| You are my sunshine, my only sunshine You make me happy when skies are grey You never know, dear, how much I love you Please don't take my sunshine away - x