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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Friday comes again, and Win is looking forward to the weekend. Don't get him wrong. He loves his work at the firm, but it can get a little overwhelming now that they're in the process of selecting good materials for the building that he designed.
He has Pavel helping him, but as the person who manages the project, he doesn't want to disappoint his client, too. Other than that, he's been enjoying his life as an architect for over two weeks now.
"Oi, Win, it's time to go home!" Saint shouts at the architect while playing an air guitar, strumming and picking his imaginary instrument in a very exaggerated way.
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Zee shoves the poor lad as he's standing in his way. "Oops, sorry, didn't see you there," he rolls his eyes at Saint, who looks like he's ready to punch Zee anytime soon.
Thanaerng is quick to pull Saint towards her so that he can't do that. "Tha, let me go!" Saint huffs, already pointing his forefinger at Zee as a warning sign.
Win cackles at the usual antics thrown by both Zee and Saint. He immediately packs his stuff to go home. Bright is picking him up today since he promised to cook dinner for the older man. He came to the firm with him too this morning.
"Tha, I swear if you let him go, I won't buy you your favorite meatballs anymore!" Zee places the file that he's holding in front of his face as a shield.
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Saint grunts in anger. "Tha, if you let me go, I'll let you carpool with me for free for the next two months," he offers.
Win hoists his briefcase bag over his shoulder and stands up from his chair. "Hey, why don't you two just kiss and make up? It'll be much better than fighting at least," he tells his friends and shrugs. Saint's ear tips turn red and Zee's face is flushed at the remark. Win smirks in victory for putting both men back in their place. They definitely have feelings for each other.
"Why would I kiss him?" Saint asks defensively.
Zee's eyes widen at that. "Yeah, why would I do that? Ew!" He makes a face of grimace, sticking his tongue out at the crackhead.
Thanaerng huffs in annoyance and she pushes Saint towards Zee, causing the architect to bump into his chest. Zee loses his balance, and he topples to the floor with Saint falling on top of him. Win bumps his fist with Thanaerng and raises their eyebrows at the architects.
