MingKit Collection - Short Stories, One Shots✅

Finally 4

Kit finally got tired of running away and stopped.

"Okay Ming...you can stay close but no touching."

"Why not?"

"How many times do I have to tell you? No PDA. And there are so many people here."

"Isn't this rather the best situation? Because there are so many people, there is so much going on, no one will care about what we're doing."

"You're the only person who thinks that."

"Okay...how about we pretend you don't know how to swim and I'm teaching you how?"

"Fuck no. And why do I have to be the one who can't swim?"

"Okay here...teach me how to swim." I stretched my hands toward him but he slapped them away.

"Stop acting like a child."

"But I want to touch you. Can I touch you here..." I splayed my fingers on his waist "...it's under water, no one can see."

He moved my hand off his waist.

"The water is clear, you idiot."

"Argh, Kiitt...seriously, no one cares what we do."

"I do. Next time choose a beach on a secluded island instead of one this close to the city."

I sighed and placed my head on his shoulder.

"Hey Ming..."

"Kit, just pretend I'm crying and you're consoling me. Pat my back to make it more believable."

He placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me off.

"I don't want to swim anymore. Let's get out." I said as I turned toward shore.

I tried to hold his hand as I made my way out of the water, but he wouldn't let me. We strolled around, window shopping and trying to find a place to sit.

"Ming, what are you doing? There's an empty seat right there."

"Let's find another one. I don't like the way those girls are looking at you."

"What girls? Where?"

I blocked Kits view with my body and pushed him away from there. When we finally found a seat, our legs were aching.

"Kit, let's go to the restroom."

"No way. I'm tired, I want to rest."

"Okay, then take this."

"Huh? Why?"

"In case you need to buy something. There's probably a long queue at the restrooms. Don't go too far if you decide to go buy something. Can I get a kiss before I go? No one is watching."

"Fuck off." I wasn't expecting him to do it anyway, but I just thought I'll ask.

I was gone for about twenty minutes. Some other person occupied the seat when I got back. I checked the nearest stalls to see if Kit was in a line buying something, but he wasn't. I hung around the area, waiting.

An hour went by, no Kit. I was getting worried. Where did he go? I checked the stalls again. No Kit. After another thirty minutes or so, I made my way to the announcement booth. I was so worried my brain was frazzled. I wrote Kits description on a paper and handed it to the announcer.

"Kittinan, wearing green trunks, grey sleeveless shirt, five feet four inches, cute, adorable...." The announcer paused and turned to me "Hey, this is not a description. Don't you know what your friend..."

"Not my friend, my boyfriend."

"Your boyfriend? And you can't write a proper description of him?"

"What I've written is a perfect description."

"Cute, adorable, sexy...you call this a description? Are you an idiot? You're supposed to write something that people can recognize him by, so they can tell him about the announcement if he doesn't hear it."

"Can you please just do the announcement? I'm worried about him."

"Kittinan in green trunks, grey sleeveless shirt, five feet four, your idiotic boyfriend is looking for you. If anybody spots him tell him to come to the announcer's booth, his idiotic boyfriend is waiting."

"You didn't have to call me an idiot, P."

"It is a perfect description of you."

Ten minutes later Kit stormed the booth. He was huffing and puffing. I'm in trouble.