MingKit - One✅

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It's been a year since then and nothing has happened. No one has offered me money or threatened my family because of my boyfriend.

His only family member I've met so far is his cousin Nika. I thought Ming was clingy until I met her. They don't have much in common, except that she is more clingy than Ming and even though she is younger than Ming she doesn't call him P'.

Ming got upset with me when I wouldn't take his side about getting her to call him P'. How can I take his side? He doesn't call me P' even though I'm older than him. As a result, he wouldn't get her off me when she clung, asking that I leave Ming for her. I know she was messing with Mingkwanana, as she calls him, but she would have kissed my lips if Ming hadn't stepped in. Ming still refuses to tell me the story behind the name, he insists there is no story, that she only calls him that because she know it irks him, and I didn't have the courage to ask Nika. Call me what you will but I didn't want to give her any reason to cling to me anymore than she already did.

She almost walked in on us on our second anniversary. She would have saved me from Ming, but it would have been so embarrassing because Ming had me handcuffed to the bed, naked. I don't know when or where he got a vibrating cock ring, but I almost died. I was effectively reduced to a mindless blubbering piece of flesh that night. Edging sucks.

I threw that stuff in the trash the next morning. My skin tingled for a week. I liked Nika because she was a menace to Ming and she was cool with our relationship.

Tonight, my friends and I are meeting at a bar for a farewell get together. The lovers will be there too, of course. I'll be moving to a province which is a six-hour drive on a good day and eight hours or more on a bad day, for my mandatory national service. I've had to tolerate Ming's progressive excessive clinginess as my days as a university student drew near to a close.

The music was low, we sipped on our drinks and reminisced about our early days as university students. Ming and Yo were the only gloomy ones at our table. Ming had his hand wrapped around my shoulder. He kept rubbing my shoulder and every now and then he would nuzzle my neck. Telling him to stop would be no use, so I didn't bother, not even when he followed me to the bathroom. I did have to stop him when he tried to start something in there, not in a smelly place like that, seriously.

Ming was also drinking like he had a well in his stomach. I know he has a high tolerance for alcohol, but he was drinking so much I could tell he would be dead drank by the time we left the bar. I nursed one glass of drink the whole night, so I could drive us back.

"P'*hick* Kiiittt *hick* I love *hick* youuu." He was drunk, like I knew he would be, hiccupping between his slurred words.

"Okay...hey don't put all your weight on me. Walk properly asshole." Lagging him up the stairs took forever. I had to stop and catch my breath at the top of the stairs.

"P'Kiiiittt *hick* do you *hick* love meeee?" I wouldn't have dated you for three years if I didn't, idiot. I nearly fell over twice while dragging him to the door. I fumbled with the keys while trying to keep us sturdy and catch my breath at the same time.

"Aish, what are you doing? Get inside. It's my farewell party, yet you got drunk, asshole." He held on to the door, refusing to enter after I'd managed to get the door open. Such a troublesome drunk.

"P'Kit, shay you *hick* love meeee."

"Will you stop holding on to the door if I say it?"

"Hehe yesh *hick* hehe."

"Okay, I love you. Now...enter the room."

"P'...*hick* blergh"

"Ai'MINGKWAN...my new shirt...ew ew ew..." I smacked him. How dare he puke on me? Stupid, stupid Ming.

"P'Kit, marry meee...blergh." I smacked him again. Who wants to marry a drunk? Ai'asshole Ming.

"Eww, come on, let's go to the bathroom. Why didn't you throw up while we were outside?"

He let me drag him inside this time. What an asshole. I'm going to spend the first few hours of our last day together on campus cleaning and taking care of this buffoon. After wrenching his guts out, I hopped in the shower with him. He kept getting in the way when I tried to wash his body, so I gave up halfway and just let the water spray over him.

He was a little sober by the time I tucked him into bed. What is he going to do when I leave? Should I put a tracker or something on him to make sure he doesn't do anything stupid? I sat on the bed watching him drift into sleep. I studied his handsome face, trying to commit it to memory, not that I need to because we can do video calls and weekend visits while I'm away. It'll probably be hard for him to come see me while he's in his fourth year. I already told N'Yo to keep an eye on him, so he wouldn't do anything I wouldn't do. I'm sure Ai'Pha told Ming to watch out for Yo too. They'll keep each other in check.

I brushed his hair back and took a picture of his sleeping face.

"Kit..." I didn't hear anything else he said after he said my name. Why am I feeling this way? I couldn't keep the heat out of my chest. I rubbed my hand over my chest, trying to get rid of the anxiety. I'm not moving to a different country or something. We will see each other, not as frequently but we will see each other... I kissed his lips. Why did he have to go and get drunk? I run my hand over his chest then caressed his cheek. I'll miss him. I'll miss my stupid Ming. I placed my head on his chest and plastered myself to his side. I drifted to sleep, thinking only of the happy times I've shared and will share with the man I'm madly in love with, Mingkwan.