Every Rose Has Its Thorn (Completed)( Republished)

A-2/2

"I don't like women."
Krist said.

I looked at him with little surprise because I thought his story was over.

"Ah...Do you like men?"
I asked...Just in case.

"Fuck, NO!"
He responded with no time. He even throws the paper ball to me.

"Peace! I'm against the violence. Prince charming, don't hurt me."
I said annoyingly.

"You son of a bitch, I said stop call me the fucking name! I don't like women and men. I don't like both of them."
He groaned.

"Oh, come on! I can't help calling you Prince. Because everyone is calling you Prince or Prince Krist. If you hate the name so much, what else do you want me to call you? Sangpotirat?"
I snorted.

"No. I feel weird when someone about my age calling me with my family name. I don't like it."
He huffed.

"Well, I Apologize to all Sangpotirat over the world. Are you satisfied, Perwat?"
I asked him.

"Seriously? No! Don't call me like that. You are not my teacher."
He huffed again.

I rolled my eyes.
"Then...Krist."

"Too friendly."
He rejected quickly.

-You little !!!
I massaged my temple tiredly.

"...Fine. You can call me Krist."
KRIST shrugged.

I gaped at him as if he were a crazy person.
-Didn't I just say that? Okay, Calm down, Singto. Krist is not a prince...he is a king.

"... then I'll call you Krist."
I finally said it.

"Not yet! I'm disappointed If I'm the only one called by a nickname. I also need to call you by the nickname Ruangroj."
Krist said in a stern voice and looked at me.

"Whatever you like. It's just a nickname."
- Useless. When and Where are you planning to call my name, huh?
I feel so tired.

"Prachaya?"
He said.

I shrugged it off.

Krist glared at me.

-Heck? Fine!
"Singto."
I said.

"What did you say?"
Krist frowned.

"Call me Singto."
I said it again.

"Okay, Singto. Good. Singto."
Krist smiled at me for the first time that wasn't fake.

"......."
I don't know what to say anymore. Krist is such an attention seeker!

"So?"
He asked again.

"So...what?"
I got confused. Where this 'so' connected with?
He is difficult, doesn't explain to me enough.

"Ugh! Whatever, forget it."
He crossed arms across the chest, glaring at me.

And now he is sulking like a little one.

Fine, I'll let it slide this time.
"You don't like men and women, yet you're doing the Prince that everyone likes. Why?"
I asked.

"Why are you asking me now?"
Krist gazed at me but seemed a little happy.

Bingto~
"Don't you want me to ask you? Uhmm..I would say it was amazing to see the three girls confessed you simultaneously, and you did an excellent job rejecting them with no harm. No slapping, nothing! You have all my respect, Prince."
I said.
Ooops. I said Prince again.

"Right, you said it again, dickhead. You peeked their confession from the beginning, ugh."
Krist looks drained.
"...Honestly, those moments happen every time; I can't pick one. I am not good at doing it."
He ruffled his hair with his hand irately.