A.N: I started a new KinnPorsche X MileApo book.

It's called Better With...You?

I'll try to make it more of a comedy so feel free to read if you want.

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Kim's P.O.V:

I went to my summer house in Hua Hin with Porchay Kinn and Porsche and Vegas and Pete.

It was agreed that we all needed a vacation.

Porsche and Porchay were finally relaxing around our family as if we were all long time friends.

But this wasn't the time for tears since we were at the beach.

Speaking of tears...

Venice who was our youngest cousin was also here since he can't really live without Vegas.

Don't ask me how I don't know how it happened.

But Vegas seemed to relax around him too...

"There...Go catch" Vegas said.

Then threw a frisbee in the air and Venice went after it.

"What the...VEGAS WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING? HE'S NOT A DOG" Pete yelled from his spot at the shore.

"HE LIKES IT...WHAT'S WRONG WITH THAT?" Vegas who was standing near the water asked.

They were starting to sound more like untrained parents.

Pete was obviously a perfect mother figure but for Vegas he was like the guy who was forced to dogsit his neighbour's puppy and was still trying to figure out how.

Oh well...Nobody is perfect.

Venice stopped crawling in front of the frisbee but he couldn't really grab it so he started crying.

Porchay went over to Venice.

"Hey...Shhh...Stop crying ok?" Porchay asked as soon as he made his way to Venice.

Then sat down next to him and put him on his lap.

I walked over to them and sat down as Porchay started singing a children's song for Venice.

After some time Porsche walked over to us.

"Hey...Let's go get some ice cream" He said.

Porchay handed me Venice who was now asleep and stood up.

Then the three of us went to find the others.

Pete was scolding Vegas and Kinn was standing in the middle trying to stop the catfight.

Porsche was able to stop the fight by grabbing Pete and pulling him away so Kinn went to lay down on one of the beach chairs.

"So...Any preferences?" Porsche asked.

"You?" Kinn asked smirking.

Porsche frowned in obvious confusion then sighed heavily and facepalmed.

"I was referring to the ice cream you shithead" Porsche said annoyed.

Kinn only shrugged and smirked at Porsche.

Porsche sighed heavily and walked away trying to find an ice cream place.

The house my father left me was right by the beach and it was so spacious that it could have made a nice resort.

But it's mine so suck on that...

Oh well...That aside...Maybe I should put Venice in his bed.

So I picked him up carefully and walked over to the house.

Porchay seemed to notice so he followed me.

We arrived at the house and I put Venice down on his crib and Porchay patted his head.

I sat down and started playing my guitar lazily.

Porchay sat down next to me.

Venice who was now awake started giggling as he listened to the music happily.

"Do you want me to sing along?" He asked.

I shrugged and nodded.

Then he started singing as I played the guitar.

After some time the song was over.

"Hmmm...I was wondering what you meant that day" He said suddenly.

I raised an eyebrow in confusion.

"When you asked if I wanted you to be my master" He said.

"Oh well...You won't like that...But the Theerapanyakul house tends to take things to extremes" I said chuckling awkwardly.

Porchay frowned in obvious confusion.

I sighed heavily and facepalmed because I didn't know how to explain that without sounding like a maniac.

But it was true though...We Theerapanyakul brothers tend to get carried away sometimes.

"Don't tell your brother I said that or he'll have my head" I said.

Porchay shrugged and nodded.

After some time Pete and Vegas came in with their ice creams.

"Well...Where's P'Kinn and P'Porsche?" Porchay asked.

"They went to swim" Vegas said.

"You can go have fun we'll keep an eye on Venice" Pete said.

So me and Porchay left.

I sat down on one of the beach chairs and watched my brother and Porsche swimming.

Porchay sat down on the chair next to mine and started playing with my guitar.

"You know how much I panicked when I saw you that night?" He asked suddenly.

I pursed my lips into a thin line when I realised what he meant.

"It was a one time thing...I wasn't being careful" I said.

"You almost died P'Kim" He mumbled.

"This is who we are Porchay...When I said you might get in trouble for liking me that was what I meant" I said.

He hugged my side.

"I know but...This scar on you...It still reminds me" He said.

I pursed my lips into a thin line and nodded then patted his shoulder.

"Stop thinking like that ok? I won't die like that" I said.

After some time he calmed down and pulled away.

"You don't have to worry I'll be fine" I said smiling.

He nodded.

I picked the guitar up and placed it on my lap and started playing.

After some time Porchay fell asleep.

I took off my jacket and covered his face with it to protect him from the sun then continued playing.

(Later that night)

Kim's P.O.V:

I was in my room getting ready to sleep when someone knocked on the door.

Then Porchay poked his head from behind the door.

"Ummm...P'Porsche went to sleep with P'Kinn" He said.

I raised an eyebrow in amusement.

"I don't feel comfortable sleeping alone in a new place so...Ummm...Can I sleep here?" Porchay squeaked out.

Man...That kid is going to kill me one day.

I chuckled and shook my head.

"Come on in" I said smiling.

He smiled and walked into the room.

We both layed down on my bed and I wrapped an arm around his waist.

I put a hand on his cheek and pulled his head to face me then pressed my lips to his.

He started kissing back immediately.

I felt quite proud of the fact for being the one to teach him how to kiss properly but...That's a story for another time.

But before we could do anything else the door suddenly swung open and Porsche walked in.

"I'm going to kill you you fucking shithead" Porsche said angrily.

Kinn ran into the room after him.

"WHAT THE FUCK KINN?" I yelled as I ran away from Porsche who was chasing after me with my guitar in his hands.

Well...To think I'll die at the hands of my own guitar?

Wow...I survived a gunshot to die in a musical cause.

I tripped and fell.

"PORSCHE CALM DOWN" Kinn yelled as he tried to catch up with him.

Porsche caught up to me and raised the guitar up.

"Any last words you fucker?" He asked.

"Ummm..." I started.

"P'Porsche wait" Porchay said trying to take the guitar from his older brother.

"Kinn...Come help me" I said.

Kinn and Porchay grabbed the guitar from Porsche as I rose to my feet.

"You'd better run because if I catch you you'll be wishing that you never got out of your mother's womb" Porsche said angrily as he tried to kick me.

But he was held back by Kinn who was having trouble restraining him.

"Calm down Porsche" Kinn said.

"Let go of me" Porsche said.

After some time he finally stopped struggling.

So Kinn let go of him.

But...

He grabbed my collar and yanked me closer.

Oh well...You wouldn't like to know what happened next...

But let's just say it was a painful memory.