Love or Revenge ✅

Chapter 52

Win was extremely startled when Bright held his both hand in his. On the other hand Bright was thankful that the way his wife suddenly reacted, Win  didn't kick him. Anyhow Bright  gaze soften on his wife face, he felt Win hands warms and soft. Win let him and this much alone was more than anything for Bright. Bright started "For... For not giving up on Light out of hatered for me. For bringing him into this world. Thankyou for the most beautiful and precious gift to bring it back with you". Win blinked at Bright looking all surprised, he is not at all ready to share his son with Bright, he's not even thinking about it. Atleast not this soon. He doesn't know what to say to that so he look away from Bright and gave him nonchalant shrug pulling his hands away from his husband's hold. Bright went back to massaging Win foot.

Bright knew there's alot of damage control that he need to do it before he talk about Light but knowing his son's birthday is just in few days he need to do something. They both fell into silence eventually, Bright started thinking if he said something Win didn't like it, they both got lost in their own thought. But this time the silence felt little less  awkward, Bright suddenly decided to change the mood he comment looking at the glass wall in front of them and adoring stars in the vast sky "It's a beautiful night. Isn't it?". But when he turned his gaze on Win face, his wife  was already asleep. His head was resting at uncomfortable angle on the pillow and his legs were again settled on Bright's lap.

Bright didn't realize when it happens, to his surprise Win even fell into deep sleep. He smiled at the sight and moved quietly, a little after placing Win foot back on the bed, he pull Win head up and placed him down properly on the pillow. Win look like he was really tired. Bright also pulled the duvet over his wife's body. The lights were already dimmed so he also climb on his side and settled his head on his elbow to gaze at Win's peaceful face. He just now realize that it was one of  his favourite hobby to do and it wasn't something new for him to do. He used to do it even when he was clueless about his feelings for Win. Very gently he brushed the strand of Win hair from his forehead, as he leaned down to pressed a soft kiss on Win forehead and then he couldn't stop himself this time  so he moved a bit to south very gently touching Win lips with his, he has barely touched his wife lips but it meant the world to him at the moment. Bright settled down back, but closer to Win's pillow and softly whispered near his ear "Goodnight, love". 

Bright was almost tempted to pull Win into his arm, as it was already past twelve, but the night hasn't ended. So Win was still his wife before the morning comes and their distance set back between them once again. And Bright just hope that tommorow morning will be better than yesterday.  Because for now atleast they've bit of understanding between them and most important now he knew the way, a way to win his wife's heart. The person he fell in love was still there inside Win. The process will be slow like a snail speed but the outcome of it will be most beautiful creation of the universe. And with that last thought Bright closed his eyes and inhale the sweet scent before falling into deep slumber.

Next day Win shot open his eyes, his breathing was heavy and creases on his forehead, he blinked at the ceiling for few moments before he realized that Bright was sleeping extremely closer and his hands were thrown on his breast, his head was almost resting on his chest. His heart beat furiously with their closeness. Bright seems to be deep asleep unaware of shifting and his action, Win gaze went on Bright's silky smooth hair. He feltthe wired sensation feeling his husband's face pressing on his breasts. He remembers what age has done to his gorgeous husband,  nothing but just made him more gorgeous, sexy and beautiful.  last night he had a really  close look of gorgeous  Bright, all of his husband's features were still look like sculpted masterpiece, sharp jawline, full cupid lips, chiseled cheekbones, thick eyebrows shaped in a way that gives him a manly brooding look but he knows all  the credit goes to his parents only. Bright was literally a work of art. Suddenly out of nowhere  Bright pressed his face rubbing it slightly between  the two mounds fear drifted into Win mind because he wanted more of Bright. This was the moment he was afraid off, allowing himself to feel what he used to feel  five years ago for Bright. He gently moved Bright's face away.