Laced Hands | A KinnPorsche Fanfiction

Again?

Hello ! Please make sure you read "Yuki's note !" And "Characters, Ships + Love Tropes" before you start reading <3 pls do so you are not confused in the middle. Thank you so much 💌 Also im so sorry for the late update ):
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Its been two whole weeks since Porsche last saw Kinn. The night still lingered in his head. His hard to keep together emotions when he saw the other male sitting with someone and the sickening feeling in his stomach when he heard that Kinn was behind the bar, making out with someone else.

He hated the man ever since.

But something in him yearned to get a glimpse of him again. To feel the thudding heart and the weakening legs. The butterflies swarming up his stomach when Kinn would call him "pretty." The male's annoying nature that pissed him off each second. Yes, he hated him.

Tap. Tap.

Porsche's trance like state gets interrupted by Arm tapping the surface as Porsche looks at him in a questioning manner.

"What's up?" Porsche mumbles seating himself back and shrugging his shoulders to get himself off the situation in his head a few minutes before.

"I should be asking that from you Porsche. You've been awfully quiet for a good amount of days is there something going on?"

"No not really, it might just be because of work. Plus i am worried about Porchay." Porsche says while he rests his chin against his folded arms and looks at Arm.

"What happened to Porchay?" Arm asks in a worried tone. Arm loved Porchay. He was not just Porsche's little brother, he was also Arm and Pol's little brother and they would do anything to keep the younger male happy.

Arm receives no response from Porsche. Seeing the male give his full focus to the entrance of the bar he follows his gaze to look at what caught all of Porsche's attention.

Kinn. You. Again.

Porsche's jaw clenches in anger for seeing the man he never wanted to see again but his heart did the complete opposite. It clenches but over seeing a male's arm wrap itself around Kinn's waist and make way into the bar beside him.

Oh.

His hatred never left. He realises that. In quick steps Porsche is in front of Kinn, stopping them from taking any step forward as his bitter gaze falls on the other male.

"Why are you here?" Porsche asks dryly while he scans the male beside Kinn from head to toe to his hand wrapped around Kinn before looking at the male again.

"It says open at the front" Kinn says with a resting face before pushing Porsche out of his way. No gentleness. No touch that felt like it was playful. One annoyed and aggressive push that shoves Porsche out of the way.

Porsche, gushed up in anger and embarrassment, holds his head low and goes back to his seat. His head collapse into his arms as he ignores his whole surrounding and continues staying that way.

He hated having the male back but seeing him again made his inner self yearn to get more of him. His heart beat around so many emotions. The anger. The yearning. The dug deep dagger in his heart with the angry shove he faced a little while ago. He hated having him around. His entire existence made Porsche be someone he is not and he hated that.

He was fine the while he did not see the male. The only time he thought of Kinn was when he enters the bar and sees no male sitting at a corner with a heart piercing gaze. Thinking that Kinn would never be back he got over the while he was with the male and let his hate pass over time. But here he is again.. and the hatred of those bitter days never left him.