I leaned closer towards the warmth of Krist's body. The heat was calling me, urging me to come closer. I edged my face towards his, our upper bodies drawing closer. Krist let out a shuddering breath through his parted pink lips. I couldn't help but stare at them and felt myself wanting to bite those pretty lips and see them go red. His warm sweet breath fanned my face and I reveled in the sweetness of his anxiety, and drew in a long breath.

And suddenly felt the strong smell of Durian invade my senses.

Durian?!

I scrunched up my nose.

"Cut!"

The director's call along with the heavy aroma of Durian surrounding me, brought me back from my stupor.

I heard the light chuckle of Krist beside me.

"Is it the Durian?", I could sense a hint of mirth through his tone of voice.

"Yeah...", I replied, wrinkling my nose.

I like Durian, now don't get me wrong. But to smell one just before a kiss...

"Hahahaha!", Krist's throaty laughter filled my ears. "Sorry 'bout that! There was a vendor on the way here, and I just couldn't help myself!"

I glanced at the younger one's face, and seeing a mischievous smile flashing across his eyes, could no longer be sure whether his apology was truthful.

In all honesty, I felt thankful that the Durian smell was able to clear my mind. Earlier, at that moment just before the director called 'cut', I sensed myself slightly slipping out of control. It was as if some primal instinct has taken over myself, and I was already beyond myself to control it. If it hadn't been for that Durian Krist had eaten, I might've done something I would've regretted my whole life.

"Take 2!?", I heard the director's shout, not too far from the bench on which the two of us were seated.

"Sure!", both of us shouted in unison, and faced each other.

"Action!", with the command of the director, I saw Krist shifting back his demeanor to 'P'Arthit'. Soft, warm and none of the previous mischief lingering in his eyes.

Maybe it was the way his eyelashes trembled once before slowly closing over those brown eyes, or maybe it was the content smile that brightened up his whole face when I leaned over for a second time. But somehow, I felt myself being immersed in that recently familiar feeling of my self-control slowly drifting away.

My hands started sweating, and my eyes kept shifting focus towards his lips, unable to tear my gaze away. My body started trembling slightly, and although I felt myself unconsciously leaning towards Krist again, I quickly pulled myself back, sat up straight and looked back to where the staff were.

Needless to say, I slowly regained some clarity of mind.

"Ehm...can we sit closer? Hehe..."

Drag me to hell...ಠ_ʖಠ

Since a while ago, I've been thinking about how perfect it'd be if I could move just a little bit more closer to Krist, if I was just within the reach to run my hands along his silken hair. But, never did I imagine that my mind would take control of my mouth and blurt it all out, just like that...

"Ah yes...", I heard Krist murmuring softly to himself. "That's better..."

I heaved a heavy sigh and gathered myself from the swaying thoughts. It was as if that soft voice has poured freezing water over my head.

That's Kit! Your Nong Kit! You cannot be lusting after him! That's wrong! What would he even think?! You wanna indulge in some momentary pleasure!? No! Stop!

I kept chanting 101 reasons as to why I shouldn't be acting the way I am right now, towards Krist.

Anyone but Kit. I can't afford to lose him.

With this sudden thought, I felt myself being relatively calm. However, there was also a lingering feeling of gloom within me, the reason for which I couldn't comprehend.

"This time in one go?", there was a fair, slender hand being waved in front of my face.

I raised my head and came face to face with the blushing face of Krist.

"Let's get it done and over with?", Krist extended his hand and smiled shyly. I felt the corners of my lips lifting unconsciously returning his.

I realized that the earlier light-hearted atmosphere between us has completely vanished somewhere in between my internal monologues. Maybe Krist vaguely noticed my conflicting thoughts regarding him, judging from his crimson cheeks. Or maybe not. But somehow, one thing was certain.

That's right, let's not go for more than one take. There's only so much that a man can restrain...

To lighten up the mood, I clapped my hand over his extended palm and interlocked our thumbs, going in for a handshake. I pulled his hand, dragging him towards myself and leaned forward to bump our shoulders against one another's.

"Yeah! Let's finish it off!", I tried to pour in all the excitement on this one sentence, none of which I was feeling right at that moment.

"Yeah!", Krist exclaimed, returning back to his usual free-spirited self.

It was at that moment when both of us heard "Action!". Not having been ready for this sudden call, our eyes locked on the eyes of each other's and we froze on-spot.

His eyes were like an endless vortex dragging me in. However my eyes fell on his rosy lips, once again, which were beckoning me closer.

Once. Just once. That's it...

And I went in.

The moment our lips met, I experienced pure ecstasy. It was like nothing I have ever imagined in countless of my dreams and fantasies.

Sweetness.

Sweetness was all I could feel. My senses suddenly went numb and I could feel nothing but the sweetness of Krist's lips enveloping my mouth, making me feel a strong gush of lust invading me.

More...not enough... Need more...

It was all that my mind could comprehend, before my body had begun acting out of control. I began nipping slowly on Krist's bottom lip.

Sweet... So sweet...

My mind vaguely recalled of Krist mentioning that he ate Durian before coming today, before all thoughts were once again clouded by lust. The addictive taste of Krist's mouth was driving me insane, and I could nearly hear the pumping of blood in my ears.

I caught his plump bottom lip inbetween my teeth and pulled on it softly before biting on it. I then opened my mouth and sucked on Krist's full lips, nibbling on his lip like a marshmallow, for god knows how long.

It seemed like an eternity, it seemed like a second.

I felt Krist trying to withdraw, his mouth exerting the slightest amount of resistance on mine. It was at that moment, that I gained an ounce of clarity and softly released his lip while drawing my head back.

I looked up to him, and was met with the face of a completely blushing and embarrassed Krist. His lips were glistening with our saliva and coloured red like a cherry, the result of my handiwork. His eyes had lost focus, darting everywhere, looking at everything and anything but at me. He then let out a shy smile and turned his face away from mine.

I clenched my fists, trying my best to suppress the urge to drag him back towards me and start devouring on those lips to my heart's content, when a sharp voice broke through the red haze in my mind.

"CUT!"

With that, Krist suddenly got up and rushed towards the staff, running away as if a mob of bees were chasing after him. I felt my heart constrict, an unknown emotion akin to despair and longing coursing through me.

My eyes followed him all the way towards the tents, until a few women who served as staff surrounded him, giggling and laughing, poking at him and saying something to him. Krist then shook their hands away, replied with a few words and glanced sideways towards me, before quickly looking away, the shades of red on his face turning even darker.

He's just shy...

I let out a huge breath, one which I've been unknowingly holding on for long. All of a sudden, I felt lightheaded and fell backwards on the bench.

And I felt myself smiling.

It was a bitter smile, one of self-loathing and sarcasm.

It was Krist.

Not...ugh!!!

They say that an actor can be said to be 'professional', once they are able to distinguish clearly between themselves and the character that they act. They say that actors should draw a clear line between "real" and the "reel", not let oneself be drowned in the emotions of a role after the 'cut' is called out and that they should also be able to get immersed in their character at will.

But maybe it's because I'm not 'professional' or maybe I could not get immersed into the role on time. Or maybe it was since I was already irrevocably in love with Krist...that... somehow..., 'Kongpob' never lived within me at that particular moment.

In my head, it was Singto. It was Krist.

And it was Krist that I kissed, not Arthit.

Maybe I'm blurring the lines between our roles. But I don't care anymore. I can't help it.

'Arthit' will never be just a character.

He will always be Krist to me.

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1) The first kiss (kiss-scene) between Krist-Singto was the one at the rooftop, although it appeared as the second kiss-scene in the Series - by Krist and Singto, SOTUS Special (video reference below)

2) Krist had eaten Durian, just before shooting their first kiss scene - by Krist, (I'll include source once I remember 🙈)

3) It was mentioned that before their kiss, they high-fived each other as a form of encouragement. Now it's actually like a tradition of theirs before every kiss-scene, ever since the first time - by Krist and Singto, (source, again once I remember 🙈)

4) I tried to adhere to the details, that KristSingto mentioned in the following video, as much as possible when writing this scene.

5) Durian is somehow Singto's favourite fruit now

6) Papa Jack (Krist's father : Twitter - @chaiyutjack), constantly keeps stating that he'd require only one fruit of Durian from Singto as dowry if Singto wants to marry Krist.

7) It was stated that Krist's lips taste sweet - by Singto, on many occasions🤭

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