Magic Boy

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Was this even right?

Right?

He honestly liked Mingkwan but why does it all feel so forced and thrown open? 

Shouldn't it feel so right right now?

Kit just looked out on the window. It was so free outside the windows of their little abode. Mingkwan was sprawled out on the sheets naked, his right arm under his head and his left scratching his crotch every once in a while.

Kit, sat facing the window, with his knees to his chest stared out into the void. Maybe the void's calling him or something, a little mesmer in Ming's thoughts.

Dating him because he felt forced?

Mingkwan opened that when he confessed that evening. It was huge thing for Kit. He was in a daze full of nothings — sweet nothings. 

And now, it was Saturday. 

The date day.

He doesn't know how much days he's already had at this point since they all blur in his mind now, but what?

What was it really?

Did he just force himself to date Mingkwan just to curry him up so he won't be angry when he finds out he lost all their money?

Did he really stoop that low?

Oh—

Shit, he thought. I never should've just left the money in the mobile app.

Now, what the hell are we gonna do?

"Kit?"

Kit heard it but he tried to feign ignorance for the time being.

"Kit."

Mingkwan was calling him.

"Kit?"

Louder.

He faced his left and found Mingkwan's gentle handsome face looking at him. His breath was close and he could smell some musk from his lightly muscular body.

"Kit?"

Kit swallowed a gulp of his own saliva as he stared back at those deepening eyes. Eyes you get lost to, and lose your virginity to without meaning to.

"So," he started. "What do you wanna do for our date later?"

Ming smiled innocently. He was oblivious to Kit's ministrations inside that little head of his. Oblivious, Kit thought, is better than angry.

That's good, right?

Silence.

Right?

Mingkwan let out a whistling breath, and looked down and back at him. He looked at him curiously. He looked so relieved and good but he felt so out of place. He felt like he was the only one who felt like this, for this.

"Are you sure?"

Ming paused trying to look into Kit's mind. Kit had subtle expressions that looked like they never deviated from his facial norm – a blank expression with a thoughtful stare. It just made him more alluring for Ming. He felt it was one of Kit's signature assets.

"You know," Ming started as stayed staring at Kit's youthful face. He observed it all. He was the most beautiful thing to ever happen to him – their situation was great too.

Very opportune.

His penis stirred a bit in evident excitement because of him.

"When you need someone to talk to," he continued. "I'm here."