𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 | 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧

28

Win and Love sat on their respective seats in front of the camera. They both looked enthusiastic since they saw each other again after a long time.

Bright indicated that he started recording and so the interviewer beside the two started doing his usual introduction.

"Right here we have Win Metawin and Love Pattranite on the show!" he exclaimed, triggering the clapping sound effect from those loud speakers.

"So firstly, Win, the piece of news that came out a few months back got all of your fans devastated. How are you? Have you completely recovered from your injury?" he asked, oh so, dramatically.

The boy just nodded as he thought carefully of an answer. "Yes, I have fully recovered from my leg injury. Our director, P'Bright, helped me with the process of training my leg muscles so they could be as strong as they initially were. I would also like to apologise to my fans for making them worry about me. Thank you for all the gifts you've sent me while I was in the hospital! I truly appreciate it."

The interviewer acknowledged his answer and moved on to Love.

"Love, many WinLove shippers were asking, what did you mean by 'I'm sorry for making you upset?' during your surprise performance in the last episode of We Got Married? Did something happened between the two of you that we all didn't know about?"

That caused a small gasp from Love as she was taken aback with the question. She looked at Win as if the answers were in his eyes.

The younger then decided to speak up. "I wasn't the only one upset at that time. We both argued about something silly. If you're a true fan of the show, you would know." he winked, trying to avoid answering the question.

"Alright. How about this. Since we know that you both received so much support from the fans, did you guys also receive this much support from your families? Love, you go first." the interviewer pointed politely to her.

Love nodded and answered, "Yes. Actually my parents really liked Win although they didn't get to meet him in real life. They saw how much of a gentleman he was and how he took care of me all the time. Yeah, they really showed their support towards the both of us."

"And Win?"

Win snapped back to reality when he heard his name. "Ah, yep. Umm.. my dad really adored Love to the point that he even asked about our marriage during a dinner together-"

"You had dinner with the parents?" the interviewer interrupted out of excitement.

"No, no. Just the two of us and my dad." the boy laughed. "Of course, we got shy when my dad asked such thing."

He stopped there because he didn't want to elaborate anything else further.

The interviewer narrowed his eyes at this information. "Well, now that we're in this topic, is there a chance for that to happen in the future, you think?"

Both Win and Love laughed awkwardly. What should they say at this moment?

"Honestly, anything can happen in the future. All I'm saying is we'll never know." Win answered.

Love looked at him and decided to agree. "That's right. Nothing is certain. A lot of things can be unexpected so we just got to wait for it."

Bright smiled. He loved how the two both answered the cornering questions wisely. They knew what the interviewer was trying to do and they were good at handling it.

The session went on and on for another 30 minutes with questions regarding the show and some other promotions. As the interviewer started to wrap up, Win fiddled with his hands nervously. He opened his mouth after the interviewer talked but was punched with loud music that was usually played at the end.

Poor boy, Win, just waved his hand goodbye at the camera as Love did the same. They both bowed to the interviewer as a form of respect and went into their own dressing rooms to change into their casual clothes.

As Love opened the door, she saw a woman making weird faces on the mirror. That made her laugh softly which was then heard soon after as the woman's head turned back so fast.

"I'm sorry for interrupting you." Love said, still smiling.

"Shit, my bad. I thought no one was using this room. I'll leave." she covered her face in shame.

As she walked towards the door, she looked back and saw Love struggling to even open the zipper on the back of her dress.

The woman locked the door and decided to help. "Here, let me." She said, trying to pull down the small handle of the zipper of the dress.

After it was done, Love turned around to thank her. The woman smiled and felt her heart almost beating out of its chest when she saw the girl's face as red as a tomato.

"No wonder people find you so damn cute. I get it now." she remarked.

Love chuckled at that. "I'm Love."

"I know that." the woman rolled her eyes.

"You?"

"I'm Gigie Sarocha."

-

Win was sleeping in Bright's car peacefully. Even his side view looked way too damn beautiful that the older had to constantly remind himself to look at the road from time to time.

He wondered why Win hadn't said anything about the day of his accident. Did he not remember? Or did he not want to remember?

If it was something important, he had to ask about it sooner or later because there was no way of leaving the boy to suffer quietly on his own.

Win's problem was also Bright's problem. That was his mentality.

They reached home so the older woke the boy up gently. Win dropped dead onto Bright's bed with his full clothes on but the man didn't mind. He was tired too.

A short bell sound came from Bright's phone. He took off his shirt, laid beside Win and whipped out his phone from the pocket.

Father: Is Win awake? Do you think I can talk to him?

Me: I'm sorry, he fell asleep from exhaustion. I'll ask him and inform you when he's in a better condition.

Father: Alright. Thank you, Bright. I know I can rely on you.

Me: No problem, sir.

Bright sighed. Win's dad had been like this for a couple of months. He would ask how Win was doing just through the phone and not visit his own son physically on his own.

What was he trying to avoid?

For these questions to end, Bright knew he had to convince the boy into finally talking to his father. Although clueless about the situation, he felt the need to do something about this.