Love is in the air. (BrightWin)

Meteorology.

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When Win pulled out the green hoody to change into like he does every single night, that's when the presence of the other person in the room hit him. So, instead, he pretended like that hoody was supposed to be for Bright and pulled a cotton shirt for himself from the closet.

But the distasteful expression in Bright's face when Win had hesitantly passed him the hoody didn't go unnoticed by him.

Regardless, he hardly cares. It's because of the same guy that he isn't able to wear his favourite hoody to sleep! God only knows how is he going to fall asleep tonight.

"You can take the sofa." Win said to Bright after he came out of the bathroom. He noticed how Bright hadn't taken another step into the room, choosing to remain standing by the closed door with Win's hoody still in his hand.

Even after Win had said that, Bright's steps still remained very heavy and hesitant.

"You know? If someone even looks at my face for, let's say, a minute— no wait that's too much, say 10 seconds. If someone just looks at me for 10 seconds, they will literally fall head over heels for me. That's how cute I am. I am the cutest and the harmless thing you might've ever seen. So please don't act like I eat humans. You can come inside because I seriously don't eat. Atleast you won't be my preference."

"I know..." Bright mumbled.

"What? The human eating part?"

Bright shook his head rapidly in denial, causing his bangs to bounce against his forehead. And for some reason Win felt extremely thirsty. "No, the cute part. Didn't even take me 10 seconds..." Bright replied in his slow, loving and careful voice. The same one he uses on Win every single time. But this time it was accompanied by a tiny pout on his face. Had it been for someone else, they wouldn't have even noticed.

On the other hand, Win's jaw had almost touched the ground, "The fuck is with that face! Can't you act normal for once? Cartoon network!"

As the awkwardness filled the room, the best they could do was ignore each other's presence. So while Bright dashed into the bathroom, Win started pouring milk into two cups from his scaled-down kitchenette.

"Here." Win gave Bright his share of warm milk.

"Thanks..." When Bright's hand slightly touched Wins's, while the later was passing him the milk (which came unexpected to them), both felt heavily electrified, whose result was the half of the milk spilling over the green hoddy Bright was wearing, which is technically Wins's, if Win may add.

"What the fuck! What is wrong with you? My hoody!" Win grabbed the hoody and started blaming the man in front of him. Totally and completely ignoring the fact that he had an equal role to play in it.

"Remove it! Remove it right now!" Bright, who might've fought the dangerous of criminals was genuinely scared by Wins's outburst, and got rid of it in a heartbeat.

Win passed him the ugliest shirt he possesses. The officer didn't deserve any better. Afterall, he had almost ruined Wins's favourite piece of clothing.

Although, happy to recieve a tshirt which authentically belonged to Win, Bright seriously thought that he was done for. A normal Win anyways doesn't fancy his presence, and now that he had made the younger mad within 5 minutes of being in the same room, he had no expectations of a calm and peaceful night, whatsoever. He can only wish for the sun to rise already.