My Moon is My Life (KristSingto)

The Unexpected

A/N: I managed to find a picture with Kimmon and Godt side-by-side!

(DISCLAIMER: Visuals are not mine!)

Let's go forward with Godt's POV~!

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"Let's go to my place," Kimmon suggests. "So you can place your luggage somewhere."

Godt glances at Kimmon and nods. This man is weird. And interesting. I mean who would offer his place to a foreigner that has not stayed in Thailand for over 10 years?

The café immediately dulls the atmosphere when both of the hottest men left. Kimmon walks Godt to his car before helping him with his luggage.

"Oh my god. Do you drive a TESLA??? A model S?? Are you rich?" Godt gasps in shock upon reaching Kimmon's car.

"I like the look of it. So I got it. There are many expensive cars and this is only one of the many. Calm down." Kimmon calmly narrates.

"??!!!" Godt only stares at Kimmon in a daze. Is he serious??

"Stop staring at me. Get in and let's go." Kimmon orders.

"Alright alright."

As traffic in Thailand continues, Godt begins to look around his surroundings and recalls many places he had forgotten.

Kimmon is humming to the music on the radio. Godt tried to understand the words but there were a lot of foreign words he could not make out.

A vibration sound was heard and they both glanced at Godt's phone that is now lying still on Godt's thigh.

Godt peeks at one glance and answers the call.

"Glad to know you remembered me," Godt states sarcastically.

Kimmon heard whimpering on the other end. The voice sounds familiar? Mmm... Who is that?

"Figured," Godt answers again flatly and coldly.

Several seconds later, Kimmon catches a soft smile on Godt's expression before twisting into a darker smirk.

"I'll just torture you until you can't look at your beloved Singto anymore."

With that last questioning sentence, Godt hangs up the call and switches off his phone. He takes a deep breath and bursts out laughing, shocking Kimmon.

"Ahhhhh... That was hilarious!!"

Kimmon looks at Godt confusingly. Huh? Singto? My Singto? My baby brother Singto?

"You know Singto?" Kimmon carefully asks.

"Mmm?? Oh yes, he's the second prince of Thailand." Godt answers with a shrug.

Kimmon frowns. Still does not make any sense.

"And my best friend's husband," Godt adds after a pause.

"Woah Woah Woah Woah!!!" Kimmon shouts shockingly. "You're N'Krist's best friend?"

"Wait! You know Krist?" Godt turns to his right side and stares.

They both pause in silence before several cars behind start honking. Kimmon waves his hand and drives on.

Godt studies Kimmon in silence.

He takes in his delicate features: a pair of single-lid black eyes, a small nose, and a mouth. His fair skin contrasts hugely with his manly veins and knuckles. He wears a dangly silver cross earring on his left ear while a small silver hoop stays on his right. He is dressed in a full black outfit of jeans and a tee with a denim jacket as his outerwear.