MingKit - One✅

5

Did he say the rest of my stuff are in his room? This almost feels like we're moving in together. Almost. But isn't it too soon for that? We've only been dating for...one, two... five, like six weeks. It's too soon.

"Hey Ming, isn't it too soon to have so much of our stuff in each other's rooms?" I asked as I stepped out of the bathroom after calming down. I gladly noted that he wasn't naked anymore.

"Nope. If I had my way all your stuff would be in my room."

"If you had your way? Did you ask me before moving our stuff around?" This asshole. I crossed my arms in front of my chest and looked squarely at him. He is making it sound like we discussed it before he sneakily began to move himself into my room and me into his.

"Yes, I did. I wouldn't do it without your consent." No he didn't. I don't remember.

"When? I don't remember having such a conversation with you."

"Last weekend. You probably forgot."

"What time?" He better not be lying.

"Umm..." He scratched his head and gave a silly little laugh. "...well...we were in the middle of doing it."

I glared at him and stepped forward. He stepped forward too. Grrr, annoying. I'm trying to be intimidating but this idiot isn't scared at all.

"Kit...are you mad?" Does he even need to ask? How can he take advantage of me in such a vulnerable situation? I moved my head out of the way when he tried to kiss me. "Kit, don't be mad."

"Don't be mad? You're not even sorry."

"Nope. I'd never apologize for loving you."

"How is this loving?"

"It's because I love you that I want us to be close."

"Isn't it too much too soon? Won't you get tired of me if we're always together like this?"

"Nope. I will never get tired of being with you. I don't like it when I don't see you or touch you for even a day." I pushed his hands away when he tried to pull me into a hug.

"Will you get tired of me if we're always together?" He continued.

"I get tired of you whether you're here or not. We have a lot of time. Lets slow things down a bit."

"Are you saying you don't want us to have any of our things in each other's rooms?"

"No, not exactly. A shirt or two, and maybe a toothbrush, you know. But look in here, you have enough clothes in here that you can change nearly everyday for a week. Doesn't this seem like we're moving in together?"

"Would it be wrong if we did?"

"No, I'm not saying it will be wrong..."

"Then it shouldn't be a problem. Besides I'm not expecting you to come live with me...yet, but this way you don't have to worry about carrying clothes every time you sleep over."

"B-but..."

"Kit..." He cut me off again. "...don't over think this. Whatever you're worried about won't happen, I promise." I didn't push him away when he pulled me into an embrace. I don't dislike being able to see him every day and I'm gradually becoming used to sleeping in his limb-embrace. But I really am worried about him getting tired of me.