Brightwin|Soulbound

CHAPTER) 16

His weight shifted from one leg to the other.

"What is it babe, why aren't you coming?"

His heart fluttered despite himself, feet planted on the ground.
Bright straightened with his fingers still clasped around the door handle, the door pushed wide open revealing fragments of the house he had been in countless times before.
All the memories they had shared only days, weeks, months ago felt like a distant dream.
"I-I just...I'm just nervous that's all." He let out underneath a breath, fingers absentmindedly picking at his cuticles.
"Nervous?" Bright asked, confusion lacing his voice before his eyebrows jolted in amusement.

"Relax, we aren't going to fuck on the first day of our relationship." He chuckled heartedly, Win questioned how the boy's face, lifted in a smile could still manage to resonate such warmth, despite the very apparent red that painted the iris of his orbs.

He frowned at the thought, wondering when his Bright would return.

"Babe don't get upset! We can still fuck if you want to, I just assumed you were the type to take things slow." He rubbed Win's shoulders upon abandoning his position besides the door.
Win's mouth fell open in tandem with his flushed cheeks, only managing to register the boy's words as the tantalising rubbing came to a pause.

"N-no I didn't mean-"

"Shhh" The latter hushed, closing a finger over the boy's lips before getting distracted by their plumpness.
He traced the boy's mouth with his index finger, before pressing gently against his cupid's bow.

"Unless you're into exhibitionism, I'd suggest you follow me inside Metawin. "

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"Well, can I see him then?" Reece asked, straightening his back that was slouched over an uncomfortable chair.
He'd been waiting for the nurse to return for almost an hour, he couldn't figure out what had exactly taken her soo long.
But judging by the crumbs that barely littered her uniforms'collar, Reece guessed Elijah's room wasn't the only place she'd visited.

"Yes, you may." He didn't miss her scrutinising gaze as he got up, he shot her with a questioning glare.

"Do you have a problem Miss nurse?"

"No..well-I would like it if you refrained from getting into another brawl. He's condition is worse as it is." Reece rolled his eyes, exercising his self-control in refusing to lambast her.
How dare she assume he'd been the instigator, or that he'd been involved in the fight at all!
He shook his head, how brazen.
He arrived to the designated room shortly after, not bothering to pause at the door to "take a short breath" or "prepare" himself. It was Elijah for fuck's sake. Irritating, arrogant dumbass Elijah. Not to mention injured, that was a plus of course.
He wouldn't consider himself lanky or anything, as far as he was considered he had a fair share of meat on his bones. Albeit, how was he, a mere actor supposed to hold himself beside a man that's been boxing aside his modelling career since he was 8?

"Reece?" Elijah let out through gritted teeth.
As brutal as the sight was of his body covered in bruises and bandages, Reece couldn't find it in him to lie. It was also, pleasant.
"Elijah! Don't you look...healthy!" He nodded towards the boy's...condition.
"Ah, well yes. Never been better." The caustic tone wasn't exactly unexpected, albeit, Reece decided the boy would be more enraged?

"What are you playing at Elijah?"

"Getting down to business already, are we?" Elijah chuckled slightly, before Wincing.
"Of course, you know me, I hate beating around the bush." He ambled towards the bed, only stopping once his knees made contact with the mattress.

"How exciting, I suppose we could watch Bright's downfall together." Reece' haughty smirk faltered at that.

"You can't do it Elijah. You wouldn't sue him!" Reece said, with all the confidence he could muster.

"Oh, and why wouldn't I?" He crossed his arms.
"Because, Bright didn't fucking do shit to you!" He paused at the blatant contradiction of his words, The long wound on his neck, appearing as if inching closer to the boys jaw by the minute catching his eye."Until today that is. "
"I was just having fun!" He said through a chuckle.
"You weren't even trying to defend yourself, you provoked him!" Reece groused, recalling the brazen scene of the boy almost straddling Win.

"I provoked him, Is that really what's irked you? His brows drew together, unaware of what he was getting at.
"What are you-"

"I bet you felt sick. Watching me with him, marking his neck with my tongue. Oh how you wish it was yours-"
"Stop talking shit Elijah!"

"Oh Reecy boy no, I think you have other things to worry about. Stop wasting your time on the likes of me. Worry about other things," The corners of his mouth turned up, filling Reece with dread.
"Like..." Elijah lifted his head meeting Reece' in a profound gaze.
"How you've got a boy crush on your best friends boyfriend." His mouth slammed shut, lips pressing almost painfully together.

He couldn't even find it in him to deny it, you're wrong they aren't together! They're just friends!, words that felt almost petty to declare at this point. The hickey's on Win's neck and collarbone upon returning from whatever the fuck they were doing said just as much.
Elijah brightened at his countenance, " Oh, I wonder how Bright would take this. His best friend since childhood daring to look at his lover with love...with desire. It's disgusting really."

He couldn't bare it any longer. Shame and guilt threatened to consume him whole.

"What do you want Elijah?"

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"Are you just going to keep staring at me?" The boy sighed through exhaustion, rubbing at his eyes.

"Of course I am. You're fucking beautiful, you know that?" The boy said, as if stating the obvious. His fingers skimmed across the boy's face lingering on his lips like they always seemed to.

"Um, thanks I guess. No'one s really said that to me before. Besides my fans I think." Bright hummed, pleased by his words.
"It should stay that way," Win flinched slightly at the bitter edge of his tone, "The only compliments you ever need to hear are the one's that come from me." His red eyes flickered a neon glow, Win didn't dare move.
" If anyone even tries to say anything or do anything to you against my will, I'll fucking kill them, a strong grip on Win's arm threatened to bruise his pale skin, "kill them you hear me?"
Win swallowed, nodding frantically before releasing a meek "yes."
Bright slowly came to himself, softening at the boy's terrorised expression.
"I love you."
Win inhaled, his skin flushing a deep red.
"I love you too."
The boy smiled at his reciprocation,
"I love you so fucking much it hurts."