𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 | 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧

11

Bright's phone vibrated beside his ear as he woke up on the sofa. He remembered being awake at 3am and making Gigie mad before falling back asleep.

He answered the call.

"Bright, since you're the director, you can be the cameraman for the two today. They should be awake right now. Just follow them wherever they go and film their activity." the producer told him.

He sighed and responded with little energy, "Okay."

Hangover was one of the few things he wasn't used to feeling but the previous night had him so frustrated that he ended up that way.

I'm telling Win everything today, Bright thought.

He spent the next 15 minutes dressing up until finally going to the two idols' apartment. As the car reached the building, he noticed his hand beginning to sweat.

Knowing what he wanted to do by the end of the day made him feel extremely nervous around the younger boy.

With a deep exhalation, he walked to their home.

The apartment door opened after a few presses on the doorbell and out came a bubbly Love who was wearing a large red robe that was hanging on her body.

"Oh good morning! Come in." she smiled, giving way for Bright to walk in.

As he did, he caught sight of Win who had messy hair and was carrying a tray of dirty plates to the kitchen.

His eyes went wide open before stopping to his feet and then walking again.

"Hi Win." Bright greeted.

"H-hi P'Bai." he stuttered and then quickly made this way.

Bright tilted his head in confusion.

Why is he acting so weird?

"The producer already informed that you'll be joining us today so eat this." Love said as she handed me a plate of steaming fried rice and a mug of hot chocolate.

Just right, Bright have not eaten breakfast and Love was sweet enough to cook for him.

It was already given that Love would be a great girlfriend to... whoever she ends up with.

As Bright munches on a spoon of fried rice, he heard laughter coming from the kitchen. He sneaked a peek behind the wall out of curiosity and saw Win and Love hugging.

Win was facing towards his direction with the corners of his mouth so high it might reach his ears.

That made Bright continue his meal and have second thoughts about confessing. He knew it was not the right time because firstly, Love is meant for him. Secondly, he didn't even see any signs of Win liking him back.

Despite all of these, Bright knew he might spill his secret sooner or later. It was hard for him to hide his feelings even behind lies and excuses.

Bright stood up and walked straight into the kitchen after finishing his meal. With a loud clearing of his throat, the two separated and awkwardly looked at him.

"P'Bai, we'll go get changed first. You can wait at the.. s-sofa." he said as he spaced out a little before walking away with Love following behind.