𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 | 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧

22

"Do you want ice cream?" Bright invited him in the cutest tone.

Win grinned and nodded like a kid.

Although the older felt tired as he organized the two casts' filming set for their second last episode almost the entire day, he wanted to cheer the boy up. It was a way for him to relax too anyway.

They strolled down the dark street as a strike of lightning illuminated their faces.

The convenience store was almost empty, except for a 17-year-old looking guy who was still quietly arranging a few boxes of beauty products.

Bright went ahead and opened a fridge filled with packets of ice cream popsicles.

"What flavor?" he asked.

"I love every flavor." Win replied, looking around the fridge.

He grabbed a lime-flavored popsicle and waited for Bright to take his. As they made their way to the counter and the older was about to put his card on the scanner, Win tapped his in a flash.

Bright looked at him with a frown.

"Hey," he whined, "I wanted to treat you."

The latter stuck out his tongue and walked out of the door.

As they left, the cashier smiled to himself after witnessing those two acting like little kids towards each other. That was what love can do to a person.

A loud thunder boomed above the sky. Bright and Win were in the middle of the street not giving a care in the world and cackling with laughter as ice cream melted on their fingers. When drizzle turned into heavy rain, they ran their way down the empty road.

All eyes on each other, they goofed and danced around, wet in their own clothes. It was the first time Win have felt this kind of freedom.. and he felt it with Bright.

Sometimes freedom didn't mean a person's body having its own time and space.

Sometimes it meant one's heart being able to feel the love of another, freely.

Bright took Win's hand and waist, swaying him like they were in prom. Both calmed down as all they heard was the sound of water hitting the ground. As the older elevated his and Win's hand above his head, the boy twirled around instinctively.

"You didn't think I can dance, huh?" He smirked, undoubtedly proud of his smooth turn.

Bright chuckled. "But can you do this?"

He started rocking his body left and right like a nightclubber would do.

Win treated this as a challenge and started body rolling. He tripped on his own foot and almost slipped until Bright caught him.

They both laughed it off, running back to the GMM building.

It was pure bliss in the car as music blasted in it. After 5 minutes of dancing to it, Bright lowered the volume of the radio.

No words were needed when their eyes could talk to each other. They love each other and they knew this for a long time.

"Bright.. I know myself now. Thanking you isn't enough." Win said, his eyes starting to feel warm.

The older didn't reply. Instead, his gaze looked from the younger's eyes, nose, and lips. With a gentle hand, he caressed the mole on Win's cheek.

"Why..?" He said, looking at Bright with sparkling eyes.

"This was long overdue." The man said, slowly closing the gap between their lips.

It was as though their heart started beating together and Bright's hand cupped Win's cheeks while his arms were around the older's neck.

Win broke the kiss to take a few breaths. His tears rolled down and Bright pouted at the sight of it.

"I love you, Win Metawin."

That made the boy cry even harder. "I love you too, Bright Vachirawit."

Instantly, their lips crashed and kissed with passion like they were never going to see each other tomorrow.

Like it was the end of the world.

Win's sobs came out in between kisses, the older rubbing his hair softly.

Small gestures like these could drive Win crazy. He just couldn't say anything as feelings overwhelmed him.

Bright could also feel his eyes tearing up as he smiled, their lips connected.

All they could say is, love won.

And they were glad.

- A/N -

This chapter was pretty short 😈 made it a soft one just because. hehe. stay tuned guyssss~