《Scentless Curiosity [KristSingto Fanfic]》2: Cute view
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Kit: I hope you don't mind NammonGuy, it's gonna appear frequently since I ship it (though there's not much material of them to die over)
Also, how was your Valentine's day? Mine was lonely as always 😂
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Nammon ran back to his boyfriend, dying to share his awesome news with his love. "Guy, baby! Guess what happened just now!" Guy, who was taking a nap, raised his head and put his arm around the other's waist. "What?"
Nammon sat down on the bench, one leg on each side and snuggle into a back hug. "Singto scared off a junior! He was so scared that you could literally see his hands shaking! How could our friend bully someone like that!"
"Oi, you dumb prick, stop spreading false news. I didn't bully him, he was nervous from the first word he spoke to me."
Guy lays his chin on his lover's left shoulder, closing his eyes. "Did you release your pheromones? It probably scared him off."
Singto scratched his head, "No... It's always supressed."
Nammon scrutinises the man's fierce look. "Maybe your face?"
"I was smiling, as gentle as my smiles could have ever been."
"Then maybe it's just your aura, you have some kind of domineering aura usually. We will be fine because we're alpha and beta but maybe he wasn't one."
This made Singto confused because the junior did not have any pheromones at all. "I couldn't tell what he was, he didn't smell like an omega, alpha or beta." Since they couldn't figure it out, they dropped the matter and started discussing about hazing activities.
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It was one week after school started and Krist felt that he could survive here. People outside said that SOTUS was hell but it seems he was lucky as this year's head hazer wanted to change the system for the better. So there were many fun things to do and they were all about making friends and bonding with one another. He also found out that the man who helped him was the head hazer, Singto. Although he only hangs around his friends, he is very willing to help when someone needs it.
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The only thing he found weird was that whenever he went, he seemed to see the senior at some corner of his sight. When he was having lunch, he would be a few tables away. When he was chilling at his usual table in the garden doing work, he would see him with his friends at another table somewhere. And no, it wasn't their usual spot, their usual spot was not even in the garden.
Today he was going to go to a nearby café and try their cakes, he heard some people say that the chocolate swiss roll was very nice and picture worthy. When he was looking at the menu from his table, thinking about what he should order, he heard a voice and it sounded as if it was from beside him.
"You should get the hot chocolate, nong."
"Huh? O-oh, P'Singto, Sawasdee krub..."
"You don't mind do you? If I share a table with you." Share with me?! Dear heart, please stop! "E-erm, sure... I don't mind, you can sit here Phi. Do you want anything?"
Singto shook his head and watched as Krist stood up, heading to the counter to order his food. When he came back with a hot chocolate and a few rainbow creampuffs, Singto asked for his name. "Say, nong already knows my name but I don't know yours yet."
Krist flushed a little in embarrassment as he remembered that he never introduced himself. "Uh, sorry Phi. My name is Krist. Do you want a creampuff?"
Singto thought it was cute that he offered a cream puff as an apology with those tinted cheeks, "Thanks but no need, you can eat them N'Krist."
He stared at Krist who nodded slightly before taking a bite into the creampuff, causing a bit of the colourful cream to get onto the corner of his lips. Singto didn't know what came over him but he grabbed his camera and snapped a photo of this cute sight.
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Krist heard a click so he looked up, only to see a circular camera lens pointing towards him. "Phi!" The senior only smiled at the photo he took, not at all sorry for what happened. "Can't blame me though, who could resist such a cute view?"
"C-cute...?" He realises that Singto was talking about him and unconsciously pouted, he was upset that he got caught off-guard. Then there was another click. "P'Singto... please stop..." Singto grinned and put the camera down, he was satisfied with what he got today.
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