SINGTO PETERSON is known to be a well-mannered yet a quiet juvenile who has a lot of secrets on his life. KRIST ROBINSON is known to be a bad-mouthed and because of having serious trust issues, he usually ended up being a hot-headed juvenile. Despite the drastic changes happened within their family dynamics, both of them got close to each other even more. For some, you don’t get to feel that life works in mysterious ways until you sit and reflect on all the decisions and people you have met. Most of the time it happens when you least expect it to be and it gave us by far the best surprise experience. However, are we up for the biggest challenges and successes to let go and let it be? Will Singto and Krist be ready to face these biggest challenges on their lives to fill the feeling with emptiness and pains they feel within their hearts and soon enough be healed from those? Or will they continue to live like the same and just pretend to be nothing but normal roommates?
더 보기The foliage that encircled each houses was incredibly made with natural beauty and also the sun was shining its warm, bright rays welcoming the beginning of the recent season. Today is the initial day of summer vacation. Most of the families have already packed their baggage as they are excited to go on a trip while others were strictly maximizing and enjoying their day without work.
“Hey! Look at those birds. I believed you must know that those types particularly don’t lie traveling alone.” Ken Robinson excitedly said, as he continues to tap on the glass window to let his son see what he was talking about.
“That’s amazing daddy, however it’s time for you to take your medication now, therefore may you please go up here for a moment?” Krist asked his father more of in a very begging tone since this maybe the fifth time he has tried to urge his father to take his daily medication, just today.
“I don’t want them!” He shouted flopping one amongst his arms up and down making an attempt to wave his own son off from him. “I took them already.”
“Dad, you must take one every day remember? That was yesterday you’re talking about.” Krist’s father has been suffering from Alzheimer's disease. With every passing day, he forgets one thing new. It’s been bit by bit getting worse.
“Was that yesterday?”
“Now come back on, it’s just one pill. Yes, dad it was yesterday.” Ken finally gave up and turned away from the window to move his gaze towards his son. For Krist, his father’s expression was unclear. However, he still slowly walked up to him with the pill in one hand and a glass of water in the other.
“You look familiar, wait…” he immediately stopped walking once his father eyed him confusingly. “Have we tended to meet before?”
A pang of hurt flashed right across Krist’s chest. He keeps on telling himself that he out to be used to this line questioning by now, nonetheless, the pain feels identical. “I’m your son, Krist remember?” It’s truly exhausting to love somebody who has trouble remember who you are, particularly once it’s a loved one, right?
After hearing what his son’s said, Ken’s eyes came back to its usual expression, and he arced his lips to reveal a warm smile that he perpetually shows. “Oh, of course I do know that silly.” He clapped his hands thrice and chuckled. “Do you actually think that I’ll forget who you are?”
For Krist to keep from falling apart, he bit down on his bottom lip forcefully. Conversations like this sadly became an each day occurrence, but also seems to be usual now. “Here,” he passed over the medication and glassed of water to Ken who finally took it without hesitation and questioning him or going on regarding another topic.
It all began when a severe head injury at work, but he wasn’t perpetually like this before that accident. Ken accustomed to be a firefighter and at some point there was an enormous factory fire that quickly sprang out of control, inflicting him and also the rest of the team to work quickly. The factory was beginning to fall apart when one thing very hard hit him from above, causing him to be unconscious. A colleague saw him and carried him out of the burning building just in time before collapsed factory folded, luckily. It was still a miracle that he survived such an accident, however it appears as if all good things go with a pitfall, that being Alzheimer’s disease. His brain cells were wrecked because of the said accident and it additionally doesn’t help how Ken’s father suffered a similar issue and made it probably to be passed on.
“Hey, look! Over there! Oh! You lost it again Krist, there was a big dog just across the road looking right at me. It’s like he knew me or something.”
Krist heard a loud knock on the door, just in time when he’s near to say one thing. Suddenly, his father jerked his entire body back, causing him to touch the big window behind him and tensed his muscles.
“Wh-what was that?” Ken is afraid on loud noises since his ears are quite sensitive.
“I’m positive it’s some salesperson or one thing. I’ll look on it, you simply stay in place and watch the birds, okay?”
Krist had to make certain that his father wasn’t getting to do something irrational. Once he saw that his father’s focus was outside, Krist walked through the dining area, into a little corridor to wherever the front door is. He glanced out the little window just under the top of the door stealthily, trying to ascertain if he knew the person behind the door. There have been three of them. A girl in front wearing a grey vest, paired with a white loose fitted button-down and an extended black pencil skirt and two men in black wearing dark brown suits. The manner on how they looked gave Krist an odd feeling down at the pit of his stomach. Then, there was another know at the door that made Krist angrily flung the door open inflicting the girl to leap back in shock. The women gathered her calmness and gave him a business smile, that made Krist wish to roll his eyes towards the rear of his head and leave it there.
“Is there anything I can help you with?” He asked in the most irritated tone anyone might ever manage.
“Hello there, I’m Jessie Tornes. I was curious if I may I speak with Mr. Robinson for a moment? I got missive of invitation to send Mr. Ken Robinson over to a caregiver’s home.”
“It looks like you got the incorrect house,” Krist sharply replied and went to shut the door before somebody stopped him from finishing this action.
“No, we didn’t get the incorrect house.” He heard a well-recognized voice outside. Once he looked over, he saw a red car parked simply outside the house with somebody he didn’t wish to see standing right next to that.
She began to walk up the little steps and stood on the wooden deck leading into the front of the house next to the three. “Krist, he needs professional help from somebody who will be there for him around-the-clock.”
Hearing those words return from his own mother left a rotten taste on his mouth. His glare got even stronger once she was less than three feet far from him. “Yeah, and I will definitely provide him all the care he wants. Not like SOMEBODY who set to steer out on everything.”
Ideally, Krist wanted to wait to give him his big present until the end of the day or something, but he really couldn’t wait so much longer than he had to. He was desperate to see how Singto would react to getting something like this. So, he pulled him off to the side into a different room to ass a more private sort of setting. “I want to give you something.” Krist started off, beginning to feel a bit nervous now that this was actually happening.
Finally, the day has come. It was now both the last day of the camp and also Singto’s birthday. All last night, Krist responded to Singto’s movements and gave him everything he wanted. Most of which consisted of cuddling and kissing. Singto is just being himself and he’s still a very innocent young man who appreciates simple, clean, and sweet gestures. And even though
Affection took over him as he started kissing and biting Singto’s torso.“Kr-Krist..” Singto moaned, loving the feeling he got when he did this.
Singto’s eyes glued onto his boyfriend that treats him so well and makes every day feel like it was a holiday. He always says to himself I am really blessed to be able to call someone as amazing and kin like Krist as my own. At times, Singto feels that he does not deserve someone like Krist, since he gives so much and Singto feels like he only takes. That’s when it got him thinking about giving something to him in return for the manu beautiful things he has done for him; something big.
Immediately after putting out the fire, and cleaning up their surroundings, they went ahead to say their goodnights and walked back into their own cabins.“Hey, are you tired?” Krist looked up to see his boyfriend’s gorgeous blue-grey eyes and nodded with excitement.
Right after that one hot, steamy, intimate shower time, the boys felt very close to one another. Rightly so, they have literally seen each other at their most vulnerable state, making them feel as if they have nothing more to hide. Their bodies were fully exposed and felt all around, and their hearts pieced together as though it has connected and became one. This feeling they had was not an easy one to explain, but neither of them needed an explanation for it. All they needed was to know that, this feeling was mutual.
As Krist entered their room, he got out some warm clothes and set his onto the bed while carrying Singto’s over to the bathroom. He knocked a few times and when he heard confirmation from his boyfriend, he let himself in only to See Singto completely undressed with just a towel covering him. “Oh, I am simply going to leave this here for you.” Krist was forcing himself
Singto asked Krist softly as he continued to towel dry his now damp hair. “What’s making you smile like that, my love?” They spend a fair amount of time at the pool, and left once both of their energies were pretty much drained. Right now, they were on the hill that led to their cabin.“YOU” Krist simply answered.
They made their way slowly over to the steps leading into the pool, heated at the perfect temperature. Singto’s hands gripped tighter the closer they got to the water. “It is fine, I’m not going to let go.” Krist said this because he felt him tugging his hands and his expression looked a bit concerned for a moment. H
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