I don't like man, If not you

Part 100: Fairytale wedding be liked

While sitting on top of the horse, Krist looked back at Singto.

" P'Sing, even if P wanted to give me a surprise, P didn't have to play this big of a prank, right?"

" I satisfied all of your bad tastes, so you have to satisfy mine too, right?" Singto said matter-of-factly.

Krist was somewhat unconvinced: " P have no idea how upset I was just now."

" You think I'm not upset dressed up like this?"

Singto wasn't entirely wrong. He was the one who arranged this fairy-tale wedding. For him, who was always cold and hated anything cheesy and romantic, this entire ordeal was absolute torture.

" P didn't have to dress up." Krist pouted.

Singto lowered his head and nuzzled the back of Krist's ear, he breathed gently beside his ear.

"I only dressed like this to make someone happy."

One sentence can melt a heart, but Krist asked anyway: "Who is the someone?" He wanted to hear Singto say his name.

" If you don't know, then how am I supposed to know?"

" P'Sing, P...!"

Krist elbowed Singto's stomach. Singto chuckled.

Krist was surprised: today, Singto laughed and smiled quite a bit, so much that it felt like Krist was dreaming. Singto pointed ahead with his chin: "We're here."

This time, Krist truly thought he was dreaming. In front of him was a magnificent castle, with colourful balloons littering the ground. The lights from the top of the castle softly glowed and lit up the entire night sky. A red carpet extended from the main entrance all the way to where their horse stood, and both sides of the carpet had piles of balloons. There were also people dressed as soldiers who lined up in an orderly fashion. Singto jumped off from the horse, but Krist stayed there, motionless. He was still completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

" This, this, how, castle, did, it get here?" He couldn't even speak properly.

" There was always a castle here. I put that flyer on your desk on purpose, I just hid the fact that there was a castle."

" How did P know I'd choose the resort on the flyer P gave me?"

" How do I not know exactly what you like?"

So everything was single-handedly arranged by Singto. Krist didn't know what expression he should have to face this kind of a situation, should he cry or laugh? He extended both of his hands towards Singto, and Singto helped Krist off the horse. Singto took Krist's hand and the moment they stepped onto the red carpet, the soldiers, who lined up on both sides, placed their hands onto their chest, slightly bowed, and welcomed them.

Each and every one of Krist's steps were light and cautious as if he would crush his wedding to pieces if he was too careless. When they arrived to at the main entrance, the front door opened and Krist's father appeared, wearing the clothes of a king. Although it looked a little funny, Krist didn't smile even a bit. Even though everyone tricked him, this carefully-planned wedding successfully managed to capture Krist's heart.

At that moment, a piece of white chiffon fell on top of Krist's head, covering him on all four sides. He didn't notice that Singto was no longer standing beside him and that his father stood there in Singto's place. Krist's restlessness made his father chuckle as he took Krist's hand and intertwined it in his arm.

When the clock hand ticked to midnight, music started to play. Krist was led outside by his father and was greeted by a fairy tale that belonged to him and him alone. Apple dressed up as Snow White, Mandy dressed up as Cinderella, everyone had their own roles and characters. Singto stood not too far away and smiled as he looked at Krist. Like a prince, Singto gave Krist a wedding only a prince would be able to give. He came over, took Krist's hand from Krist's father, and together, they walked up to the stage. The pastor, who was dressed as the Mad Hatter, stood there waiting for them.