Singto gently planted a kiss on Krist's forehead. He carefully got up then silently walked out the door.

He dialed his phone and contacted someone.

"Have everything prepared when I get back.", Singto replied.

A look of determination is written all over his face as he looked back at the closed bedroom door where his beloved man is peacefully resting.

Krist began to move, slowly opening his eyes while stretching his body. He is still sleepy and tired. His body is aching as if he had been to a battle the night before.

"Battle. Body aches."

Krist suddenly opened his eyes as the reality suddenly sinks in. He began to look around looking for that culprit who makes him flustered right now. He covered his face with his blanket, still bewildered. He doesn't want to move a muscle and just want to pretend he is still sleeping.

"Oh, good lord! It wasn't a dream.", he screamed in his head.

"I lost control last night! Shit!", he kept cussing to himself. He couldn't believe he really did it. His body froze.

he heard his P's calm voice.

"Oh, shit! What do I do? Should I play dead all day?", he screamed in his head. He is in panic.

"Hmm.. Still tired?", Singto asked in a teasing voice.

Krist's face feels warmer but he knows he can't avoid his P this time. He slowly popped out of his blanket and got up, leaning his body against the headboard.

Singto is sitting on the bedside chair, seemingly waiting for Krist to wake up.

Krist responded, pretending he just woke up, his eyes uneasy.

Singto smirked as he watches Krist's expression.

"Not so feisty anymore, huh?", he teases his Nong, referring to what Krist had done last night.

"W-what do you mean?", the young lad stuttered, feigning innocence.

Singto chuckled as he stood up and moved to sit on the bed, facing Krist. He tousled his Nong's already messy hair as he gazes fondly into Krist's face.

"Cute.", Singto uttered, smiling warmly.

Krist protested, trying to hide his embarrassment.

Singto agreed which made Krist feel even more embarrassed.

Krist asked, gazing back at Singto.

Singto replied, shrugging.

he then uttered, seriously gazing at Krist.

Krist began to feel uneasy again.

"Oh, boy! Here we go.", he thought to himself. He knows he can't deny anything anymore.

"I have asked you a few times before.. Now I want to hear it directly from you..", Singto began questioning.

he continued.

"What do you want me to say?", Krist questioned back, still trying to think of a way out of the topic.

"What do you really feel for me?", Singto frankly asked, crossing his arms over his chest giving the vibe that he will not accept any excuses anymore.

Krist could not fight his P's probing gaze so he kept looking away. He never felt so embarrassed and flustered like this in his life. Why is it so easy to pretend but hard to admit his true feelings?

he can't get the words out of his mouth. Singto is waiting patiently to hear those words he have been meaning to hear.

Krist said, avoiding his partner's expecting gaze.

Singto's warm expression turned into a disappointed look. He lowered his head as he let out a weary sigh.

Singto uttered with a hint of bitterness. He then stood up, wanting to leave the room as he doesn't want to get too emotional. He feels like Krist is toying with his feelings.

"P'Sing..", Krist suddenly grabbed Singto hand before he could walk away. Singto turned to look at Krist with a puzzled look.

Krist looked hesitant. He took a deep breath and pulled Singto closer which made the latter almost drop his weight on top of Krist's body. Singto looked up to Krist while Krist gazes back at Singto, their faces are inches apart. Krist has now that serious look on his face.

"Listen to me carefully 'cause I won't be repeating it again.", Krist uttered in a serious tone, intently gazing at his partner.

"I love you, P'Singto.. I've loved you since before we even got paired up. I've wanted to hide it from you cause I know you didn't like men. I saw you turn down a few of them in the past.. And I don't wanna be one of them. So.. If you won't accept me.. I understand..", he finally uttered.

Singto replied, suppressing a chuckle.

"Gee.. Thanks.", Krist responded, a little disappointed at his P's reaction.

Well, it's better than what he have expected before. He thought Singto would be disgusted if he ever confesses to his P.

Singto interrupted, smiling warmly at his Nong. He then pecks on Krist's lips which made Krist shy again.

Singto said with full sincerity.

Krist was speechless, touched at his P'Sing's confession. He felt like it was a story out of a movie. It was surreal.

He couldn't protest anymore as Singto began to kiss him again, slipping himself in the blanket, pulling the blanket up and covering them both..

Krist uttered in a muffled voice as Singto began to shut his lips once more.