toffee : brightwin oneshots

fall

song :: fall by ben&ben

a few months into their relationship, bright realises that his adoration for win had grown into unending love. he decides he would tell this to win on his birthday as a surprise.



"bright! put me down! put me down!" win yells as bright carries him towards the waves of the beach, his arms clinging tightly around bright's shoulders, holding onto bright for his life.

"i can't drop you even if i wanted to," bright laughs, "you're holding on to me extremely tight."

"this is so unfair!" he whines as he wiggles on bright's back, and bright's heart is so full of love for him. "it's my birthday and my boyfriend is bullying me!"

bright lets out another loud laugh before entering the water and tickling win's sides until he shrieks and topples out of bright's hold and straight into the water.

bright laughs even more when win rises out the water, completely drenched and with a look of betrayal on his face, "what the fuck, bright! its fucking freezing in here."

"you look so cute," bright coos at him before breaking into laughs again and win narrows his eyes as a warning before launching himself onto bright, pulling him into the water with him.

"awww," win says, tone mocking, "you look so cute"

they play in the water for what feels like hours. when they get bored of trying to drown each other, they stand on the shore letting the waves drench them completely. they enjoy the water, laughing and laughing until their fingers prune up.

they dry themselves with a towel, and sit on the sheets they brought with them. they talk about school, about their clubs and the places they want to visit. as bright stares intently at win talk about his new favorite movie, his eyes full of adoration, he almost says it- the three words. it was a perfect moment to say it, he could almost imagine what win's reaction would be. but he lets the moment pass. he has better plans.

"win," bright says, "wanna go to my dorm? i have something to give you"

win looks at him with an eyebrow raised, "this isn't the gift?"

bright gasps like he is offended, a hand on his chest. "did you really think this was all i would do? did you really think i was such a bad boyfriend?"

win sighs, but his lips quirk up in a fond smile. "shut up bright, this is the most fun i've had in a long long long time."

bright smiles at him, hoping it could convey all of his feelings, hoping win could see how much love bright held for him. and they sit there for a few more minutes, just looking at each other as the sun sets. the orange-ish-pink light of the sun hits win's cheek and bright wonders how a person could look so pretty. win always looked the prettiest when he wasn't trying to.

they begin their walk home, giddy with happiness. win kisses him on the cheek and bright giggles.

"stop laughing," bright says, although he is laughing himself "i'm trying to kiss you right now but you're laughing."

win just laughs even more before leaving another wet kiss on his cheeks. it physically hurts bright to swallow back the three words when he almost says it.

they run up the stairs and through the hallways until they're standing in front of bright's dorm. bright's hands are trembling as he tries to unlock the door and when he finally does after many unsuccessful attempts, he's pulling win in with a hand around his wrist, laughing and laughing until his stomach hurts.

"so?" win starts as he sits on bright's bed, "where's my gift, loverboy?"

bright's heartbeat stutters and he chides himself, he knows there's no need to be nervous, not with win. but he can't help it. what if it's too soon? what if win feels pressured to say it back?

he tries to bury the thoughts as deep as possible and gulps as he looks into win's eyes. they're glittering with emotion and bright takes a deep breath before he pulls out the canvas from where he had kept it. he looks into win's eyes again.

"a painting can be a love letter," he says, just a little breathless, "and this is my love letter to you."

win stares at the painting and from next to him bright can see his eyes tearing up. on the canvas is a painting of win, his hands spread as he twirls around messily under the summer rain, soft golden light bouncing off his smiling face as his wet hair sticks to his forehead.

bright remembers that day vividly. they had been sitting under the bus stop after classes when it started raining suddenly. bright had looked at the bright golden sky and thought 'this is the most beautiful view i have ever seen.' but when win had run into the rain and started dancing with no care in the world, beckoning him to come and dance with him, bright had changed his mind immediately because this- win dancing under golden rays and raindrops, had been and will be the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. he remembers a throb in his heart, a soft realisation that 'oh, i love this boy'. the realisation had not been like thunder crackling against the sky, not like a slap to the face, no. it had been like discovering something that had been in front of him all along, and bright had held the feeling gently, carrying it along with him.

when win looks up from the painting and meets bright's gaze, he feels the same throb in his heart again, and for the first time, he says out loud "i love you, win. i love you so much."

they both break down into tears as they look at each other. win places the canvas on the bed and pulls bright into a hug, whispering 'i love you's into his ear.

bright holds him tighter as win hiccups "i've been waiting so long to hear that from you." he pulls out of the hug and kisses bright's cheek. "i love you, bright, so so so much."

"i love you too," bright says, and win looks at him with the softest eyes, "i'm sorry it took me so long."

they kiss for a while, giggling against each others lips. they laugh giddily before lying on the bed, cuddling close. they say it again and again, and they don't get tired of it. Bright knows he'll never get tired of it.

at that moment, with win in his arms, bright drifts off into a sleep without a dream. He had all he has ever wanted in his arms anyways.