𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 | 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧

17

The next game had started. Win and Love teamed up to shoot zombies that were running towards them. Both screamed in agitation as the life bars on the side were decreasing.

The crew behind Bright were laughing. Those two get along very well. They might as well be twins.

Bright focused on getting the reactions of Win and Love as they played the game. Suddenly, he felt the sweat on his forehead getting wiped. He look down to his right to see P'Eed on her tippy toes.

"Thank you." Bright said softly. He smiled as he felt touched.

P'Eed nodded and quietly walked to the table behind them and arranged the snacks for later.

After the shooting, Love had her arms drooping down. Her hair was all over her shoulders while some were standing up.

"Can you help me tie my hair? Please?" she said cutely to Win.

He took the hair tie on her hand and tried to gather the strands of hair on her forehead.

"What are you doing? Go record them!" one of the crew told Bright, who then grabbed his camera and pressed record.

Win's hands stopped moving once his eyes met Bright's. He looked down and continued tying Love's hair, now biting his lips.

"You're gonna be a great dad." Love complimented as she turned to Win and held his hand.

They interlocked fingers, causing the staffs to giggle and tease them.

Bright turned off the camera and looked away. That's when Win removed his hand from Love's and walked towards him.

"Hey P'Bai." he greeted.

Not a single response was given.

Bright packed his camera inside its bag, his lips pursed.

"Here's some snack before you go home." P'Eed said, handing one to Bright.

He bowed to thank her and proceeded what he was doing. Win wrapped an arm around Bright's waist.

"Are you mad?" he whispered closely.

The younger stared at him, watching as his face remained the same.

"I thought we're friends?" he continued.

That added fuel to the fire.

"I know. I didn't say we're not." Bright replied.

"Then why are you mad?" Win answered right away.

The older gathered all his strength to hold back the urge to kiss the boy.

He can't break the promise.

And he can never risk hurting Win.

Quickly, his feet brought him out of the arcade and towards the toilet.

The younger caught up to him and grabbed his hand before he could enter the restroom.

"Bright, I'm sorry." Win apologised with teary eyes. "I hate seeing you like this but you know my situation."

"I understand so stop making me feel selfish. You can love her if you want to." the older said, feeling something heavy growing in his chest.

"Love? No, you know that's not what I want.." Win whimpered, sobs now coming out of his mouth.

Bright's anger was replaced with sadness. It hurts him to see Win crying so helplessly in front of him. All he wanted to do was hug his pain away.

Fuck, I love you, Bright said in his head.