Today Singto was in Krist's room again but this time he was not helping Krist, instead Krist was helping him. You see, Singto needed help in an area he would never excel in. Art. Their professor wanted them to make a poster about a machine which fascinated them but one of the grading criteria was the aesthetic look. It had to look attractive enough for people to want to read it, but Singto had always been bad at making things look nice other than himself of course.

They've been at it for almost two hours and Singto was around eighty percent done, Krist went out a while back to buy snacks as he was getting hungry.

"Phi, eat some." Krist puts a wheel snack in front of the busy senior's mouth. Singto, who was busy staring at his laptop screen, did not question Krist. He just opened his mouth and ate the snack.

(Kit: Some food for your tummy. Not sure if you can find it other countries, other than Malaysia, but it's almost everywhere in Singapore.)

Let it be said that he normally did not eat snacks, especially titbits. It makes him fat and he needs to keep up his figure. Those abs don't just pop out from nowhere.

But since it was his precious nong feeding him, he wouldn't mind. In fact, he even took someone's finger tips into his mouth together with the salty snack.

Sweet and savoury, just the way he liked it.

"Phi, that's my finger!" Krist was blushing like crazy. My crush's saliva is on my fingers!

"Oops, sorry Kit. I didn't notice." I should do this more often, getting fed by him is the best thing ever.

Singto expected Krist to wipe his saliva off but from the corner of his sight, he saw Krist dip the same two fingers into the bag and put it into his mouth.

It could count as an indirect kiss. His saliva in Krist's mouth.

Oh god, I might just go crazy. Imagine if my tongue was in there instead...

Shia, stop thinking Singto. It's not the time to eat him up yet.

"Phi, I think you should put a picture or graphic at this space, it looks a bit empty."

Yeah, maybe the picture of you under me.

"Phi? P'Sing?"

"Huh? Oh, yeah. Thanks Kit." Singto wanted to dig a hole and hide in it, because he could feel mini him saluting to the thoughts in his head. He was glad that he still had a strong hold on his pheromones.

He absolutely could not let Krist know about the little problem he had right now.

Meanwhile, Krist was questioning what he just witnessed with his own two virgin eyes.

Is it just me or did I just see that area rise a little...

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The next day...

Nammon sat down at their table. Eyes glued on the man, who was usually composed, in front of him with his head buried in his hands.

Why?

Because Singto looked like he wanted to die at this very moment.

"What's up with him, babe?"

"He's embarrassed."

Nammon gasped, "You did something to our nong?!"

"No! I... I was in his room yesterday-"

"And you raped him?!"

"No- Listen! Have some trust in me okay? I kind of thought of some... things..."

"And the elephant raised its trunk?"

Singto didn't answer and just buried his head into his bag lying on the table. This was the sign to 'Nammon the Great' that yes, he hit bullseye. Guy tried to comfort his best friend, "It's okay, it's not like he saw it right?"

Looking at the miserable look in the head hazer's eyes, Nammon had a feeling that what Guy just said was not true.

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Kit: We can only hope that Krist forgets about this incident (¬‿¬)

So today I was suppose to wake up my sis before 1pm but I myself woke up at 12.30pm...