Destined

chapter 15

Team's POV

"What the fuck was that behavior? Can't you really respect my girlfriend?"

I heard Win asked as soon as we entered the house. The house is spinning and I can't bring myself to formulate an answer. I'm drunk, perhaps that's why I wasn't able to control myself around his girlfriend.

"Can't speak now? Answer me, Team. Why the hell did you do that?!" I know he's just trying not to burst.

It's as if he's done understanding me. He's done with me.

I tried answering but I was cut off when he shouted, "Don't you fucking dare to  fucking stutter now! You were so confident when you disrespected my girlfriend earlier!!"

I don't know what to do as I felt the back of my eyes burning. Getting shouted wasn't really a big deal to me. But this is Win, the man I love and longed for.

"Were you satisfied, huh?! Accusing my girlfriend of leeching off of me?!! Fucking answer!" he then began prodding my chest with his forefinger, effectively shoving me until I fell on the floor.

I stayed there, sitting on the floor, hugging my knees to my chest. I don't want to hurt him, but I'm afraid I can't control myself any longer.

I shouldn't have drunk.

"Fucking speak, Team!! Weren't you so arrogant earlier, huh? Fucking answer me!!"

If this would continue, I'm afraid I would also be shouting. So I brought myself to stand, suddenly so sober but so drunk as well.

"I'm sorry, P'Win. It won't happen again."

I couldn't recognize my tone. It sounds done, gone the usual cheerful one. I guess this was what I'm afraid of, to become done with him just because him hurting hurts me too.

I turned my back against him, walking towards my room. I've only taken a few steps when his voice echoed through the empty room once again.

"You disgust me, Team. You're disgusting I don't want to be seen together with you."

I gasped at that, feeling the pang piercing my heart. But it wasn't because of my health condition, but rather my feelings and emotion.

I couldn't bring myself to speak, so I promised myself instead.

Just a few days more.

Third Person's POV

The next day, the house feels cold for both of them.

Team got up early and he cooked breakfast so he could apologize to his husband properly. After arranging the dishes, he then proceeded to make a coffee for Win and settled himself to a chair while waiting for the other to come out.

"Hia."

Win came out already dressed up in all white. Well, a nursing student indeed. He didn't look at Team but proceeded to walk to the door.

"I cooked breakfast, at least eat before going."

"I'm gonna be late."

"It's just 6:25, you have an hour before your class start."

If Win is surprised because Team knew his schedule, then he did a great job hiding it.

"I'm eating with Ploy."

"But I already cooked." Although his voice was small, the other heard it as he heard a scoff in return.

"Eat it yourself or throw it, I don't care either way."

Win left. And Team was left alone with Win's favorite dishes.

Win's POV

Eating with my girlfriend at school feels so wrong. My mind keeps going to the scene that happened just a few minutes ago.