I am not done [Completed]

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Kit's POV

It felt so good with him.

I felt right.

There was nothing better than him. 

He was to one and only for me.

And when he came inside me repeatedly, I felt claimed.

I was only his.

I found only positive things about him. 

He was so different from others, and it's not even a lie or just me looking through pink glasses. He truly was different.

I felt only euphoria when I was with him.

And when he claimed me like this, I couldn't just feel any better.

It was just the best feeling in the whole world.

The love making with him may be the best feeling in the world, but loving him, he loving me, that was something out of words.

A true human being, that loved me like I loved him. 

I would do anything for him.

And he would do anything for me.

The amount of empathy that we both felt was endless, something you just couldn't possibly count with your fingers or with a calculator. Just like our love.

His love making wasn't rough. It was gentle and full of the feeling of love and affection.

Coming inside of me for the fifth time was the end of this night.

We just laid after that, watching deep into each others eyes, sharing our love through our gazes.  

It was romantic.

Flash...

I was sitting on a bench near a open playground.

I felt calm. There was no voices, except birds that were chirping and singing somewhere up in the sky. 

Suddenly I heard laughter. A familiar laughter from the love of my life. 

Ming, he was running in the playground. He looked happy as ever. His smile was wide, and he seemed like running after something, or someone. 

I heard another laughter. It was more high-pitched than Ming's. It sounded like a small child.

I focused my eyes in front of Ming. There was a little boy, no more than maybe 4 years old. He looked happy, just like Ming. So he was the one Ming was running after.

I looked at the boy more specifically. Was it... me? It sure looked like me when I was in that age. Dimpled and a little chubby kid, running happily while Ming was trying to catch him. 

But it couldn't possibly be me, I was sitting here, I heard myself thinking out loud. I was personally here. But then, who was that kid, the one that looked like a duplicate to me. 

Ming got to him and lifted the giggling little boy into his arms, supporting his body with his other arm, and pinching his cute chubby little cheeks with his other hand.

Could that be, Ming's kid? And... mine as well? 

The boy turned his face to me and smiled oh-so-brightly. He waved his hands to me and blew a kiss to me.

Yes, he definitely was ours. He resembled both of us. A sunny smiling small child with so much to give to the world.

Flash...

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Ming's POV

"Thirst for a late night snack?" I murmured into Kit's ear and kissed his shoulder afterwards. We were taking a shower together. My job was to wash his back, but... I got distracted.