Butterflies || MarkKit

CHP 41 || Bane of My Existence

●○● A/N: I just wanna say... markkit are idiots in love. that's it.

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-Mark-

I couldn't find Kit. I probably rushed through the security's questions like fire, just to get out of there and find Kit again. It felt like ages, I couldn't lie. As soon as I had finished, I rushed back into the infirmary. No Kit. I ran back towards the stairwell where I first found him. No Kit either. I was panting by now, as I was running from here and there, desperately trying to find him.

Did he leave? Surely he left. Where else would he be? He knows I wouldn't know where he would go. Plus, it's late now, he would probably leave anyway.

My hasty steps had now slowed down as I stepped out of the building and into the open air, the sadness beginning to cripple up my chest. The wind was slightly stronger today, and I thanked myself for wearing my engineering jacket. Sure, it was short-sleeved, but it still gave me some warmth. 

Kit was nowhere to be seen, but I was refusing to believe that.

I don't know why I felt so stubborn tonight.

I'm walking through the outdoor arena, passing empty benches and tables. But then, I stop. I stop so suddenly that I almost fall over. 

Right there, further away, sitting by the steps, was Kit.

I know it was him. I recognize the curve of his shoulders, I recognize the color of his hair, and I recognize the side of his face as he stares quietly into the open.

"Phi!" I say immediately, rushing up closer to him.

I watch him turn slightly to acknowledge my presence, before he gives me a nod, watching me as I took a seat next to him. He has his hands by his side, pressing down against the concrete floor as he gazes at me. He's not saying anything, and for a moment I wonder if I should say anything either. Having him here like this... it felt enough.

"I thought you left." I finally blurted out.

"I was going to." Was the response, short yet holding no signs of harshness. 

Oh.

"How, uh- how have you..."

I'm tongue-tied. I don't think I've ever been like this before.

"What is it?" Kit sniffs slightly and glances back at me.

The moment our eyes meet, he immediately shifts his gaze away.

"How have you been?"