𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 | 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧

16

Win woke up to the alarm of Bright's phone. He was about to get up until he realised the older's heavy arm and leg was wrapped around him.

Bright was still deeply asleep as though nothing can wake him up. Win shook his arm a little to escape but to no avail. He struggled to grab the phone on the bedside table and turned off the noisy ringing.

He stayed there for a while, actually enjoying the warmth of the latter's hug.

The door swung open all of a sudden, came Gigie all dressed up with a clipboard clutched on her right hand and a glass of water on the other. Without looking, she poured the liquid on the two of them which caused Bright to sit up straight.

Her eyes widened when she noticed two extra feet on the bed. She watched in shock as Win wiped the water on his hair and face.

"Oh my gosh, I'm so sorry. I'm really- I-" she stuttered while looking everywhere to look for a dry towel.

In a flash, she ran out of the room to grab one.

Bright clicked his tongue in irritation and got even angrier when he laid his eyes on a soaked Win beside him.

The poor kid got involved in that old lady's bad manners, Bright thought.

He grabbed the edge of his shirt and took it off to wipe the boy's face. Win willingly got his face closer for Bright to wipe.

Gigie came back in the room apologising until she saw the two and fell silent.

"Oh uh.. hi." Win turned to look at her and awkwardly lifted up a hand.

She scripted a smile and gave the towel to him before leaving the room with her loud stilettos.

"Sorry about that. She does that a lot because I'm a heavy sleeper." Bright said.

"Nice, you guys are really close." Win commented. "She even has the keys to your house."

The older boy narrowed his eyes. It didn't need to take a psychologist to know he was jealous.

Bright stood up from his bed and walked to the closet to take two shirts for Win and him. He wore his as he walked back to the bed.

Win automatically took off his soaking wet pyjama to wear the shirt Bright was holding. However, the shirt remained on the older's grip as he tried to take it from him.

Instead, Bright put the shirt over his head for him. Win felt butterflies in his stomach as his eyes stumbled upon the latter's face when his neck finally got through the shirt.

"Remember the promise." the older boy said.

Win rolled his eyes and said, "I know. I wasn't even-"

"Hm?" Bright hummed as his face got nearer.

He's teasing me, Win thought.

They looked away as soon as they heard the door open.

"You'll both be late for the shooting. Hurry and get dressed." Gigie snapped as she pointed to the two boys' bottom area.

"No! We are! We're not naked, don't misunderstand." Win answered quickly as he pulled off the blanket and showed his blue silk pyjamas.

The girl eyed him before going out again. She was always sassy towards anyone who posed as a threat to her.

The two got up and changed quickly. Win automatically took the driver's seat while Bright sat beside him. Gigie was dead silent on the passenger's seat.