Transcending To You

Chapter 13: THE FIFTH DATE

Bright was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement. Finally, he had the opportunity to make some decent money doing something he truly enjoyed. After a refreshing shower, he admired his reflection in the mirror, unable to suppress a grin. "You're quite the looker. Thanks, Mom for this at least," he quipped before setting off for the club on his bike.

Outside the bar, Win awaited Bright, sporting a casual denim ensemble with a stylish vest and open jacket. Bright's eyes lit up when he spotted Win.

"Looking amazing," he complimented with a playful smirk.

Win returned the compliment with a radiant smile. "And you, my friend, look absolutely delicious."

Bright chuckled and intertwined their fingers before leading them inside.

The club was alive with pulsating energy—crowded, music blaring, an air of extravagance, and people dancing as if it were their last night on Earth.

Win glanced around, visibly pleased. "I'm already in love with this place," he declared.

"Then let's dive in and drown ourselves in it," Bright suggested with a grin.

They secured a table, and Bright urged Win to peruse the menu. Despite the booming music, Win managed to scan through it quickly.

"It's a tough choice," he remarked loudly over the din.

Bright grinned knowingly.

When the waiter approached, Bright ordered an assortment of drinks and dishes, prompting Win's eyebrows to shoot up in surprise.

"That's quite a feast," Win commented.

"Well, once I'm knee-deep in the agency world, I won't have the luxury to indulge like this. You know how actors are—always watching their figure," Bright explained.

Win nodded in understanding. "I'd certainly miss these extravagant nights."

Bright chuckled. "That's why I intend to make the most of tonight."

"Count me in," Win agreed eagerly.

As the night progressed, Bright and Win reveled in food, drinks, and uninhibited dancing, completely losing themselves in the moment. At times, they danced in such a comical manner that they drew laughter and applause from onlookers.

Exhausted from their exuberant antics, they eventually collapsed onto a sofa, breathless and content.

"That was epic," Win proclaimed with a grin stretching from ear to ear.

"The absolute best," Bright agreed, sharing Win's sentiment.

"What's next?" Bright inquired, his voice laced with a hint of weariness as the night's festivities began to wind down.

"Let's call it a night and head home for some much-needed rest," Win suggested, attempting to nestle his head comfortably against Bright's shoulder.

"You're absolutely right. It's getting late," Bright concurred, glancing at his watch to confirm the hour.

After settling the bill, Bright made the decision to depart from the lively atmosphere of the pub. Win, however, found walking a challenge in his current state. Without hesitation, Bright wrapped his arm securely around Win, providing the support needed to guide him to their awaiting car. Gently assisting Win into the passenger seat, Bright then took his place behind the wheel.

"You shouldn't be driving," Win pointed out with a faint smile.

Bright's grin was warm and reassuring. "Don't worry, love. I'm just keeping the seat warm for a moment. We'll have a driver soon enough."