Beautiful Tragedy

Part 9

"I swear I hate the curves Man" Mark groaned for the fifth time in less than an hour. Kit was in Mark's room teaching him how to curve and honestly Mark was being an ass now.

"Honestly Mark, Shut up and focus" Kit sigh, Annoyed.

"Alright sorry" Mark apologized as he tried to follow the movement of Kit's hand as he perfectly draws curves in his sketchbook. Mark tried thrice before finally he succeeded. He exclaimed hugging Kit catching him by surprise.

"There you are Kit" called Max from the doorway. Both Kit and Mark tuned to look at him who was hugging his ball close to his chest as usual.

"Max" Kit exclaimed, Max came running into his arm as he chuckled.

"Come on Kit let's play" Max pouted making him chuckle and kiss his forehead. Honestly, he was too adorable.

"NO, NO, NO" Mark stood up. "Kit isn't going anywhere" He pulled Max apart from Kit. "We are busy" He folded his arms over his chest. Max imitated his gesture glaring at him.

"Kit is coming with me" Max stated holding his hand.

"No he is not, Go ask Ming" Mark again pulled him back. Kit sigh looking at them.

"YOU KNOW HE DON'T PLAY" Max screamed.

"I don't care" Mark spatted. Kit rolled his eyes chuckling a little before standing up between them.

"Stop fighting like Old married couples, We can do both" Kit pointed at both of them.

"Yeah, how?" Mark asked.

"I'll play with Max outside and you will try to draw something from your naked eye, anything like a flower, cloud, grass" Kit explained. Max jumped dragging him outside while Mark sighed grabbing his sketchbook and pencils.
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***********PlayTime************

Kit and Max ended up playing "Catch" while Mark tried to draw flowers in front of him. Belle joined them later cheering for Kit while Ming stayed in his room annoyed by the noises.

Kit badly wished he would come outside and enjoy, he even asked Max to go bring Ming but he said Ming don't like to play anymore. Kit sighed his shoulders sinking. He wished Ming would stop closing himself and spend some time with his family.

They played for hours before he went for shower, glancing towards Ming's locked room. He sighs and stripped off his clothes letting the warm water sooth bundle of nerves and his muscles.