(Ming x Kit) [|| Completed ||]
Many years passed... Everyone now has their own lives. Everything is settled for all of them. Unfortunately, love can sometime make us loss what we have, who we are. MingKit will embark on a journey to make themselves...
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"Will you agree with Miss Bunyasarn's suggestion?" Kit asked Ming as they drove along the busy mid-morning highway going to Kit's house.
"No," Ming answered but kept his eyes on the road. He just placed a hand on Kit's thigh and squeezed it a bit for confirmation.
"Hand's off!" Kit's hand is quick as well to swat Ming's and throw him a glare.
"Grumpy Little Kitty." Ming laughed and looked at the man seating on the passenger seat of his car. He then pinched Kit's cheek lightly.
Kit can feel his face warming up, blood filling his cheeks like a genial stream of freshly melted snow in spring. His cheeks instantaneously turned scarlet, it still amazes him how Ming's mere touch would have such a profound effect on him.
"Going back," Kit cleared his throat before continuing to stir the conversation away and to hide his flashing face. "What do you think of Ms. Bunyasarn's suggestion?"
"How about you?" Ming nailed his eyes back to the road. "What do you think?"
"You should be the one to decide on that." Kit hissed. "I'm not his parent."
"Says who?"
Kit froze when he heard Ming. His heart clinched with inexplicable sensation. He's not quite certain if he wanted to protest or refuse or perhaps smack Ming on the head. But there's one thing he feels for certain; a warm sense of acceptance --- a sense of home.
I now has a child? Kit looked blankly at the windshield of the car as he's mind goes into rebellion. His brain had been telling him reasons to reject such nonsensical statements; he's not suppose to get back together with Ming, he's not suppose to have seen that child, he's not suppose to have shared the bed with him again, he's not suppose to be here blushing like a stupid teenager, he's not suppose to be in this God-forsaken car at the first place!
But his heart, it is singing a completely different melody. He adores that child with all his heart, he's the child he never had. Then here's Ming, offering him a family --- something he can never have in reality. The mere thought that he finally will have his own family, with a son, is so heart-warming that it started to cloak his entire being. Little did he know, tears fell like small pearls out of his eyes.
"Ynan is your son, KitKat." Ming said as he used his free hand to wipe Kit's tears, all while keeping his eyes on the road. "He had always been your son since day one. He is Anna's gift to you. I told you that, remember?"
"Hmm," Kit only managed to groan and nod like a child at the same time while trying to wipe his own tears.
"So," Ming now continued and gave him a reassuring smile. "When it comes to Ynan, we need to decide together. Okay?"
"Hmm."
"Good." Ming's satisfied with Kit's simple response. "So, what do you think of Ms. Bunyasarn's proposal?"
