I Didn't Mean To Make You Mine (boyxboy)

Chapter 41

Love me because you meant to not because you are obligated to.
(The real update😉)

Kit stayed stilled on Mingkwan's arms. He didn't pushed him but he didn't give it back either. The familiar warmth enveloped him like a blanket. His skin tingled with the familiar yet unfamiliar contact.

Mingkwan buried his face on Kit's thick hair. The smell of shampoo together with the natural male scent assault his sense of smell. He checked himself if he hated it, if he hated that unlike woman's body, Kit's is firm and slim. There's no soft chest or curvy waist and yet...his heart is jumping in joy.
He hated that Kit is stiff inside his arm. He hated that Kit is not responding..instead, he just stopped moving. Ming's brain is protesting, why this familiar heat that felt good don't want to hugged him back?
Then Mingkwan heard Kit sighed. A strangled breath that seems like containing all emotions that bottled up inside.

Kit's suddenly having a hard time breathing. The air coming out on puffs making his chest felt stuffy. Then he realized he is crying. Ahh, is this what his tears waiting for? Why when the moment he found out the stupid rich CEO forgot about him he acted like its fine..that he is fine when the truth is his world collapsed. Kit rest his face on Mingkwan's shoulder, all the pain he felt, those sleepless night, his worries, his love, all gushing out like a waterfall, falling down fast on Ming's shoulder seeping into his shirt, leaving wet spots on the expensive fabric.
Kit's arm stayed slacked beside him but his shoulder is shaking as he cry...

Mingkwan heard it..the anguished, the painful cries ...how can he forget, how can he erase something so beautiful, something that never a routine on his life.
Sorry is not enough. Asking for forgiveness will never be enough..but how can he asked to be forgiven for the things he can't remember?
When all he can rely on is his heart, his heart that denies all reasons, his heart that wanted to jump out when Kit was being touch by another... When he thought Kit is with somebody else.

He can't accept when Kit avoid looking at his face as if he can't stand him.

"I hate you." Kits aid on muffled voice.

"I know."

"How dare you" .

"I'm sorry"

Kit suddenly squirmed out of Ming's arms. He sat properly wiping his eyes profusely.
He breath in and out to even out his breathing, his eyes straight on the dark of the night. He can feel Mingkwan's eyes on the side of his face but he refused to looked at him.

"Talk to me...please." Mingkwan hates it that his voice is begging for Kit to pay attention, to say something. But he can tell the younger boy is stubborn. And maybe more than heartbroken.

"Let's talk somewhere else." Kit replied. He just realized they looked like some stoners that are doing the dirty deed on this dark side of the road. He almost laughed at his ridiculous thought in the middle of something serious.

Mingkwan have no idea where they can talk ,so he just drove home. To his house. Kit silently got off his car and voluntarily walked inside the house.

"You've been here." Its a statement not a question. Mingkwan realized how kit is familiar with his house the way he know his way around.

"I can say that...our story started here." Kit replied. His eyes is dancing with amusement frustrating Ming even more because he supposed to know that story but he don't. His mind is wiped out of Kit's existence.