Our Love Story? [BrightWin]

The night before..

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It's four days before MUN. Bright has been running around with Win all day. Say to make it up to him, or to just be a reliable help, he has missed on his morning breakfast, his afternoon lunch— all for his Vice President. He is amazed by Win though. The thought of food and coffee has circulated his brain for about twenty times since morning yet, Win hasn't complained even once.

"Just one more thing and you can have food." Win assured.

He was currently finalising something with the transportation company. Bright didn't care to ask what. He couldn't be bothered. All he did was carry Wins's diary and stand beside him pretending to understand it all, and give a handshake when introduced as the club's President. His only work since morning.

Being the brains is much more easier, Bright realised. These small chores are the real hardwork.

But Win had his way around things. He seems to know exactly which person to contact and how to get his work done, exactly the way he wants it.

"Done and done." Win wrote something in the blue file designated to MUN, finally closing it.

Bright let out a huge sigh. FOOD! Finally!

Bright was ready to die in the next hour.

"We're done here. You are free to go— there is a burger joint nearby. There food is pretty awesome. I am sure you will love it. I'll see you tommorow, yeah?"

"You are not coming with me?"

"No— I thought you knew."

"No, I thought we were having lunch together."

"Bright, there is so much to do right now. I can't afford lunch at the moment."

"Then let's finish the work first. We can eat later."

"No. You should go eat. I know you're hungry. You have been cranky all day."

"Excuse me? And Win you need to eat, too."

"I am used to- I mean, of course I will. I have food on me."

"Really? Where?"

" I- I just have it okay."

"Win, please don't lie. Come on, we will have lunch together. It will only take some time." Bright tried to intertwin their hands together, but Win very kindly declined.

"Bright, there are a certain things that I am incharge of. I know what I am doing, and I need you to be respectful of my decision. Here's where I rule." He said the last part to put some emphasis, and maybe some humour to his words because Bright was heavily sulking. Which made him look like an absolute dork, but which considering anything is not good for Win's "well being".

"Win—"

"Just go, Bright. Don't fight me here." Win said pushing him slightly.

Bright huffed, "Fine."

"Call me if you need anything..." He added.

"Aye aye, Captain!" Win mock saluted him, ready to turn around. But Bright held his hands again.

"What now?" Win huffed. He has a 21 year old baby clinging to him every now and then.

He is in mental pain.