Bright will get anything that he wants, including the thrift store owned by Win.
Copyright: Tay Taylor, 2020
Rights Transferred to KandyceMT, 2023
This story is rated MATURE for strong language used and explicit content written.
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Bright dashes out of his car and jogs to the store that he has never failed to drop by since Monday. It is now Friday and today he has been busy with workload at the company. His Rolex watch shows 5:30 in the evening. The businessman is about to push the door open when he notices a sign placed on the glass door. He can tell that the sign is new because he didn't see it there yesterday.
Anyone with the name of Bright is not allowed to enter this store. TQ.
The man is fuming with dissatisfaction. He pushes the door open anyway and walks in. "Welco-YOU AGAIN!" Win screams, dropping the broom that he's holding. He's about to close his store and he's tidying everything prior to that.
"What's with the sign on the door, khun?" Bright nonchalantly asks, though he knows the sign is made specifically for him.
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Win narrows his eyes at Bright, who's wearing a classic brown suit. "Are you an idiot or what? And why are you here? You didn't come in the morning. Lord, I thought I was safe," he sighs dramatically. Bright smirks at that as he steps closer to Win until they're two feet apart from each other.
"Whenever I'm around, you'll never be safe, Khun Win," Bright grins wickedly, trying to poke the younger man's cheek with his forefinger, but the other is quick to dodge.
"PERVERT! Get out of my store! Didn't you see the sign? Your name is Bright and you're not allowed to enter this store!" Win shouts in exasperation. He has had enough of this man disturbing him every morning since Monday and now he's here again when he's just about to close his store.
Bright chuckles at how hard Win is trying to make him leave. "Khun, I'm your loyal customer, na. I'm here to buy something from your store. Be nice to me. I'm your source of income," he winks at the owner and roams around the store for something.
Win follows Bright around, still paranoid if he's trying to steal something. He always smells something fishy on Bright, like the man is up to no good and Win is never going to allow that to happen-ever. "Why are you here now? Usually you'd come in the morning before work," Win wonders, trying to make a small conversation so that the awkwardness between them can be toned down a little.
"You miss me, Khun Win?" Bright suddenly turns around, his face is sparked with interest.
Win scoffs at that. "Hell no! I just miss your money. You've spent quite a lot for the past four days. It's not like I'm keeping score or something, but if my store has a membership plan, yours would probably be a platinum by now," he snickers. Then he gasps. "Wait, oh my! That's a good idea! Win, you're such a genius!" He exclaims as he pulls his phone out of his pocket to type in the idea that he just got in Notes. He'd do anything to improve the service on behalf of his store.
"Wow, apart from loving money, you're a narcissist too," Bright teases, leaning his back against the bookshelves.
Win is a little offended by the remark made by his customer. "Let me tell you something, Khun Bright. People will always try to find ways to say things about you that aren't even true. That's when I decided that I'm not going to be somebody else's opinions. If I say I'm a genius, then I'm a genius because that's my own opinion of myself. I'd at least be content because of it, though other people might criticize me. You should do it too, khun, complimenting yourself once in a while. After all, your relationship with yourself is the ultimate one," Win tells, slipping his hands into his pants pockets in a casual manner.
