Vintage

Chapter 06: This Song Suits You.

"Go on a date with me," Bright murmurs. His eyes are now staring at Win's pink and plump lips.

"WHAT?!"

Bright is confused upon hearing Win's scream. What did he just say? "What did I say?" He gulps, blinking a couple of times as he tries to recall it. However, nothing comes to his mind, especially when Win is now wetting his beautiful lips with his tongue. Bright is a lost boy, lost in Win's aesthetic.

"You asked me to go on a date with you..." Win feels himself on the edge of panicking. So, he does what he does best. "AI'BRIGHT! YOU CRAZY!" He pinches both sides of Bright's arms. The man yelps in pain, removing his hands from Win.

The younger man takes the chance to roll off of Bright like a ninja. He ties the string of his shoe properly and gets up. "I'm going now. Bye!" Win waves at the CEO mockingly.

"Hold on!" Bright stops Win from walking out.

"What else do you want, khun?" Win sighs in exasperation, turning around to face Bright, who is now standing not far from where he is.

"I'll send you down," the businessman grins, casually slipping his hand into his pants' pocket. He doesn't know why, but he wants to annoy Win more. He wants to see his red face, his big eyes and hear him screaming at him.

Win tilts his head to the side, narrowing his eyes at the man. "Are you-never mind. I can go by myself thank you," he ends up replying.

"Don't be stubborn. You're the guest. I'm sending you down," Bright insists.

"I know the way. You don't have to do that. Plus, I'm sure you're a busy man," Win crosses his arms to his chest.

Bright huffs, a little annoyed by this beauty-eh, by this younger man in front of him. "Follow me," he storms towards Win and grabs his hand, pulling him along with him. They walk out of the office and head straight to the lift.

On the way, Bright shouts at Mix, his secretary. "Mix, I'll be gone for a while! Call me only for important things. Understand?"

"Khrab, Mr. Chivaaree!" Mix raises his thumbs up to his boss, ignoring the fact that the CEO is holding Khun Win's hand. Weird.

Bright nods at Mix and enters the lift with Win trailing after him. Inside, Win tugs his hand away from Bright's. "You don't have to hold my hand. I'm not a child," Win mutters, stepping further and away from the man. He presses the button to go down to the lobby and the lift moves.

"My apology, Khun Win. I did not notice that at all," Bright smirks, leaning his back against the wall of the lift while staring at Win. As expected, the younger man's face turns red. "Did you take a bus to come here?"

Win shakes his head at the question. "I drove."

"Have you ever considered hiring a worker for your store?"

"What are we playing, khun, twenty questions?" Win snaps, restraining himself from sticking his tongue out at Bright because that would be so childish...right?

Bright chuckles in pure amusement. "You get caught off guard quite often, don't you?" He teases, causing Win to choke on his own saliva, coughing for a few seconds.

"No, I'm not!" Win is quick to deny. "I'm just-This is me. I can be quite sarcastic and sassy sometimes. But I'm proud of who I am."

"I can see that," Bright hums and he's about to ask another question to Win when a 'ding' sound is heard. They have arrived at the lobby. The metal doors of the lift part and Win sighs in relief, embracing the fresh air of the lobby as he steps out.