Bright jolts awake, as if it is an emergency. It's like sleeping has become a dangerous thing for him. His heart is beating fast in his chest and there's a buzzing sound in his brain. Every thought of his is in high definition. His hands are trembling and his breathing is shaky. That dream...
"Bright?" Win's voice makes him flinch for a second. Win is worried, seeing Bright's contorted face in the faint light of the gentle dawn. "Hey, what's wrong?" The younger man gets up and lightly pats on his fiancé's arm.
Bright exhales a deep breath and shuts his eyes for a second to compose himself. "It's nothing, babe. I just had a dream-uh, it was more like a memory," he whispers.
Win has the slightest idea of what Bright dreamed about just now, but he doesn't want to pry or pester Bright to share with him about it. He would rather have Bright tell him of his own accord. "Okay..." Win places his arm over the older man's shoulder and pushes him back down to lie on the mattress. He instantly wraps another arm around Bright, protecting him.
"I'm sorry," Bright mumbles against Win's neck, hiding his face there.
Win caresses the short hair near the CEO's nape, humming in content at the warmth he's feeling. "It's okay. You're okay now. Nothing and no one can hurt you as long as I'm here. I'll protect you at all costs," he comforts the man.
However, Bright finds it a little funny, and he laughs, lifting his head up to look at Win. "Protect me at all costs? It makes you sound even cuter, cute guy," he teases.
Win huffs at the teasing. "I'm trying here," he argues, poking Bright's cheek.
Bright decreases the distance between them until there's no space left. Their bodies stick together like they are being glued. "I feel like I'm the luckiest man alive," he sighs dreamily.
"Why is that?" Win chuckles, hand caressing Bright's exposed arm.
The older man nuzzles his nose to Win's jaw and plants butterfly kisses along its line. He's addicted to his scent. Win smells really good. It might be from the moisturizer that he put on last night. His skin is so soft, too. It makes Bright want to bite his cheek like Ame would do sometimes to him. He snickers at the thought. Bright guesses he is indeed a cat when he's around Win.
"Because of you. You make me feel so happy and appreciated," Bright swings his leg over Win's thighs and clings onto him like a koala bear. Win squirms, feeling ticklish at the new position. "Don't move, babe. Be a good bolster for me," the CEO whispers.
Win's eyes widen at that. "Oh, now I'm your bolster? That's it, get off of me," he makes a futile attempt to shove Bright away from him. However, the man's grip on him is much stronger.
"You can't get rid of me that easily, babe. You're stuck with me forever," Bright laughs like there's no tomorrow and it almost sounds like a wicked one, too.
Win can't help but chuckle because Bright's laughter is contagious. "Forever and ever?"
"Forever and ever and ever and ever and-" Bright's word is muffled when Win pulls him in for a hard kiss on his lips.
Once Win pulls away, Bright hides his face on Win's chest. "Finally, the day has come where Bright Vachirawit Chivaaree gets shy over a kiss!" Win talks like a sports announcer, tittering afterwards.
Bright releases Win and lays his head down on his pillow. "I see you're teasing me. Wait until we get married. I won't let you leave our bedroom," he threatens his fiancé.
"Bring it on!" Win challenges, quirking his eyebrow at Bright mockingly. Bright feels his face heat up at that, not expecting Win to be bold like this. "Come here, you. I need more cuddles from Nong Bai," he tugs on Bright's hand and the latter scoots closer to him.
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FanfictionBright 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. All pictures belon...