I don't like man, If not you

Part 16: You aren't alone

By the time Krist returned from the market, it was already late in the afternoon. Singto was probably already hungry, for he only had milk in the morning and nothing else. When Krist opened the door to the rooms, he found the entire place quiet. The TV was also not switched on. He headed for the living room and he saw his lover lying on the couch, with earphones plugged in and eyes all closed.

The evening sun was already beginning to shine into the living room, illuminating Singto's entire body. If you could just crop Krist, who was now panting after carrying the groceries, out of the picture, it would have been picture perfect.

Krist thought that Singto was fast asleep. He felt more at ease. After leaving the groceries in the kitchen, he quietly approached Singto. He tried to poke Singto but there was no response.

Then out of the blue, Singto stretched out his arm and grabbed Krist. Krist was indeed caught by surprise and because he lost his balance, he fell and landed into Singto's arms.

"So P'Sing weren't sleeping after all! And , if P were awake, why didn't P say something when I came back? By the way, what are P listening to?"

Krist took the earphones from Singto and plugged it into his own ear. He didn't know what he was listening to. There weren't any lyrics and he was not sure if he's listening to an orchestra or something else. Still, he pretended to like it, trying to act as if he was sad to put it down.

"This sounds great, but I have to go prepare dinner now."

"Stop pretending as if you actually liked it and that we have something in common." Singto could see through his façade.

Krist was starting to get a little upset.

"Who would bother to act in front of you, P'Sing? And haven't P realized? We do in fact have many similarities. Not just our taste for music but also our physique and, in fact, both of us are quite artistically inclined."

Before Krist could finish, Singto already threw the remote control at him. "That's a bloody insult, you know that? Go and prepare dinner quickly"

If we just based it on physique alone, Krist was already far from any meaningful comparison. To be even willing to make such a comparison was, to Singto, something utterly shameless.

Krist glared at Singto but decided to let it be and proceeded to the kitchen. When he was there, he realized that the kitchen was hardly used.

"How did this fella survive all this while?"

Krist thought to himself. But, Krist realized that when one had money, survival was never an issue. It was poor people like him who had to learn to be self-reliant.

Anyway, a way to man's heart is through his stomach. Krist was all set to do just that! From an outsider's point of view, Krist was really like a hardworking wife. He was cutting the vegetables like a pro, but unfortunately for him, he was feeling a little uncomfortable 'down there', for he wasn't wearing any underwear. They were still wet from the earlier 'frolicking'. As a result, he was always fiddling with the bottom half of his body and this was, of course, noticed by Singto.

"How long are you going to make me wait for my meal?" Singto groaned.

"I am the one doing all the work and you are just behaving like an ungrateful person. Also, I... my 'down there' is not comfortable because I'm not wearing anything." And again he began touching 'that part' again.

"Do you have syphilis?"

"Fuck you. Even if I did have syphilis, I would have got it from you! I'm just not used to not wearing any underwear." Krist was feeling a little embarrassed by all this.