《KRISTSINGTO ONESHOT》• Meatball
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"Phi! Let's go over there" Krist Giggled as he grabbed my wrist and pulled me towards the archery stall.
He's excited as a child!
We waltz towards the stall, luckily the lines not that long, I can wait. So my baby will enjoy.
Krist jumped up and down, him moving his head left to right checking if the line is moving. Thankfully it is! Minutes and minutes passed. Krist and I finally got to play.
"Phi I want that big teddy" Krist giggles pointing at the human sized teddy bear that was hanging on the right corner ceiling.
"Just that?" I asked one more time.
"Yes!" He replied.
I turned my head to face him and give his cheek a quick peck. His eyes widen at the action and playfully slapped my chest.
"Phi! What's that for?" Krist whispered
My attention went back to the target 5 feet away from us as the guy who's in charge gave me a bow and three arrows.
"For good luck." I winked as his cheeks flashed scarlet.
"This how the game works, if you hit the outer ring only you get to have a small price. And if it's the second ring then it's a medium sized. If you get three arrows in the middle then you get to win that huge thing over there." The guy pointed on the stuffed bear that krist wants.
I payed him then held the arrow correctly.
I pulled the string back and shut my other eyes so I can focus to my target.
Moving a bit I finally let go of the string as the arrow went straight in the center.
"One"
I perked my head to see how's my target. Yes! Two more!
Placing the arrow where it should be in a bow. I pulled the string back and focused my eyes at the center again.
The arrow shot beside the first arrow.
"Two"
Doing the same thing. I crossed my fingers and silently prayed that this thing should hit right in the middle.
Then the arrow goes right where I want it to be.
"YAY" Krist cheered. He threw himself on my side and grabbed my face to peck soft kisses all over my face. Gosh this baby.
The guy reached for the big teddy and gave it to krist. He hugged it and pecked my cheek one more time.
We both said our thank you's to the owner of the stall and look for another stall with prize.
Krist carries the bear with one arm and the other locked fingers with mine. My chest heaved butterflies. Even though it's years of us being together. He never failed to stop giving me the exact butterflies the ones he made me feel the first we got together.
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"Where do you want to go next love?" Krist asked me this time. We were still walking wherever.
"Ferris wheel." I replied. Smiling to myself knowing his answers gonna be-
"No!" Krist Blurted in disagreement.
"Oh come on baby! Why not?" I sulked as I held our interlaced fingers harder. He pouts.
"Don't you think that once we're up there the whole thing will shut down and zombies will come closer to us?! And then it will turn back and once we're back on the ground the dead bodies will devour our flesh out?!" Krist chided continuously. Hugging the huge teddy tight.
"Zombies aren't real babe.if it was true I'd be dead." I replied pursing my lips together.
"Why?!" He asked
"—by your beauty." I replied grinning at him. He then playfully smacked me and rolled his eyes.
"Don't scare me like that asshole." He replied whilst knitting his eyebrows together.
Overprotective much?
"So. You want to try the Ferris wheel na ja?" I asked once again.
"Uhh—"
"Sweet!" I grabbed his free wrist and pulled him towards the ferries wheel.
We were lucky that it suddenly stopped when we got there. I payed the guy and he opened the gate for us.
I held his waist and pushed him slowly in the cab and I followed next. The guy locked the gates and turned the Ferris wheel on.
We are now sat face to face aince my baby can't let go of the stuffed toy. Krist's body jumped when the cab starts moving slowly upwards.
"Phi sit here please." He patted the space where the teddy is placed.
"Do you want me to sit on its lap." I joked. Krist shook his head no and extended his hands with the teddy.
"Make him sit there." He pointed at the space beside me. "Him?" I questioned. The young one then nodded and we exchanged seats.
Krist immediately slithered his arm on mine and locked our fingers together.
"Hey. Don't be scared where not gonna be stuck here!" I assured him while my free hand ruffles his locks. He breathed deeply and looked in to my eyes with his big doe ones.
I raised my brow asking why
"Phi. Sorry na Phi. I couldn't play and give you a prize." He blurted, pouting like always.
My eyes arched in awe as this baby sulked in my arms. My heart couldn't take this so I had to press a soft kiss on his forehead.
"It's okay love. When you said yes to me that was the best prize I've ever received." I answered warmly as he hugged me pulling me close to him.
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We are almost at the top since I can see the sunset through the tough glass pane.
I was about to grab my phone from my bag when I heard a camera shutter already.
"Stolen pics again."
"Stolen or not you're cute anyway" he giggled. I shot him a charming smile one and he rested his head on my shoulder. Krist took pictures. Hundreds of them.
I watched him how he does it since I thought him well about photography. Gladly he's doing great.
"What's his name?" I asked Krist that's still Leaned on my shoulder. His eyes went wide and sat straight.
"Hmm..."
"He's a boy. We should name him meatball" Krist announced. My eyes widen at the sudden words and got choked on my own saliva.
He then looked at me weird and slapped my knee.
"Don't laugh, the meatball came from you." He answered and glared. Huh? Me?
"Why me?"
"Remember that kongpob likes meatball and clear soup." He cleared out and smirked.
"Ohh, why not pink milk." I questioned since it's his teddy.
"Well, he doesn't look like a pinkmilk to me. But I missed shooting SOTUS so much, it also reminds me of you kissing me for the first time." He explained passionately detail by detail. My eyes struck still in awe as he is so mesmerizing to look at.
When we were slowly going back down. The orangish sky shown and kissed Krist's soft as daisy ones. My god, how can I be so lucky?!
We both sat there for minutes. I told Krist that we're almost down and he should pick meatball up and I'll carry his bag.
Krist hugged meatball as if it's the most fragile thing on earth.
The person earlier stopped the whole thing and unlocked our cab. I walked out first. Shrugging my shoulder so the strap of both mine and Krist's bag won't fall of.
He then walked out, I helped him down by picking him up by his waist and putting him down after.
"See... that wasn't bad after all." I beamed. He just shrugged and explained how his insides went when we first moved up.
I turned my wrist to see what time is it.
6:30 PM
Too early to go back at the house. Krist and I walked the whole place with our fingers interlaced. Not caring what people thinks.
"Baby where to next?" I asked. He shrugged his shoulders and made a "idk" face.
Till we saw a photo booth sign. Krist immediately pulled me over there.
Walking in the booth. It's surprisingly huge! Not like the others in mallls. Too small!
I swiped my credit card so the camera will turn on itself. The touch screen displayed how many shots we want to have so I pressed six.
Krist fixed himself dropped our bags next to meatball as he fixes me to.
3.. 2... 1..
Another pose
3.. 2.. 1..
Strikes
3... 2... 1...
And another.
3.. 2... 1...
Click!
3.. 2.. 1..
Then cane another
3.. 2.. 1..
And then the last one.
I rubbed both my eyes with the back of my hand. Blinking a few times Krist sprinted outside the booth already just to see the printed photos.
Swinging both bags in my arm I carried meatball outside.
Krist eyes sparkled as he shows me the photos. I smiled softly at him. He then checked the photos one more time and looked back up at me but now he has teary and glossy eyes.
"What's the matter love?" I questioned when he threw himself on me. Still holding the photos.
"It's because I love you so much." He answered kissing my cheek. I can't wrap my arms since I'm occupied.
"I love you." I whispered at him and he then did the same and he gave me a quick peck on the lips.
He then got back to giggling at the photos.
"Why are you laughing. Do I look ugly?" I asked worried that he'll post them and lots would make fun of me.
"No blockhead. Here's the first three you can see." He gave them the three squares of photos. My eyes automatically went heart when I saw how mesmerizing we look specially him.
Krist told me that he's tired and he already wants to go home. I nodded and got back to our car.
Once we were in and meatball at the back seat. Krist has now fallen asleep. I lowered the radio volume so I won't wake the soft baby up. Sigh,
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*at the ruangroj's room*
I opened my eyes and checked to see what time it is. It is currently 11:05 PM and krist must've got back to sleep since I startled him awake.
I'm not able to go back asleep again so I grabbed my phone. Unlocked it and opened the Instagram app.
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HELLO BABIES SORRY THIS IS SUCKY AND LATE. IM WRITING ALSO A KRISTSINGTO BOOK SO KINDA OFFGUARD PAST THREE OR DOUR DAYS :( LET ME KNOW WHAT U THINK ABOUT THIS! I LOVE YOU ALL AND I WISH WE ALL COULD BE FRIENDS!
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