My Brother's Girlfriend [LingOrm]

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Ling's POV

I had been avoiding Orm.

It was easier than facing the whirlwind of emotions that had been tearing me apart since our kiss. The truth was, I could no longer deny it: I had a massive crush on her. But it wasn't just a simple crush—it was a confusing, overwhelming mix of feelings that left me questioning everything. Did I really like her more than a friend? Or was I mistaking my affection for something deeper? And what if I was wrong? What if I wasn't even gay, and all these emotions were just a fluke?

These thoughts kept spiraling in my mind, leaving me more confused and scared with each passing day. The fear of misinterpreting my own feelings, of leading Orm on and hurting her, gnawed at me constantly. I didn't want to ruin our friendship by acting on something that might not be real. What if I was just lonely? What if my feelings for Orm were nothing more than a need for closeness and comfort?

My thoughts were abruptly interrupted when a new student entered the classroom. He stood at the door, looking a little nervous but with a friendly smile. "Hi, Professor Singkham, I'm the new student," he announced, and the room fell silent.

AN:i created the teacher okay

Professor Singkham nodded and gestured toward the empty seat beside me. "Okay, students, this is our new transfer student, Metawin. Take a seat next to Kwong," he directed, pointing to the empty spot beside me.

I watched as the guy walked over, apologizing quietly for the disturbance. "I don't mind it," I replied, trying to sound friendly. "So, you're Metawin?"

"Yeah, but you can call me Win," he said, his smile widening.

"Okay, Win. Here, these are the notes you missed," I offered, handing him my notebook.

"Thanks, I appreciate it," he said, glancing through the notes.

He seemed nice enough, but I couldn't shake the feeling of unease from someone behind me. I didn't need to turn around to know it was Orm. I could practically feel her eyes on me, her discomfort palpable even from a distance.

The class went on as usual, with Win occasionally asking me questions, which I happily answered. He was friendly, and it was nice to have someone new to talk to, someone who didn't make me feel like I was walking on a tightrope of emotions. But I couldn't ignore the tension that seemed to radiate from Orm's direction.

After class, as we were walking through the school corridors, Freen caught up with me. Her expression was one of pure disbelief, her eyes narrowing as she looked between me and Win.

"Girl, are you serious right now?" she asked, her tone laced with frustration.

"What do you mean?" I replied, trying to sound innocent, but I knew exactly what she was getting at.

"You were all lovey-dovey with Orm just a few days ago, and now you're hanging out with this guy?" she accused, her voice rising slightly.

"I'm avoiding her," I admitted, feeling the weight of the truth settle in my chest.

"Why?" Freen demanded, her eyes searching mine for an answer.

"Because I don't want to get my hopes up. And I don't want her to cheat on my brother tith me" I confessed, my voice barely above a whisper.

"But didn't she say she liked you?" Freen pressed, her frustration giving way to confusion.

"No, she just said we could date," I replied, feeling a wave of sadness wash over me.

"You two are going to drive me insane," Freen muttered, shaking her head in exasperation.

I just laughed, trying to brush off the tension, but the truth was, I was driving myself insane too.

Milk's POV

Freen had told me all about the trouble brewing in Ling and Orm's paradise, so I decided to take matters into my own hands. If those two couldn't figure things out on their own, maybe a little nudge from me would help.

"Orm, can I talk to you for a sec?" I called out to her as I spotted her with some friends.

"Of course," she said, breaking away from the group and following me to a quieter spot.

"So, you've seen that boy hanging around Ling, haven't you?" I asked, cutting straight to the point.

"Yeah, I saw," Orm replied, her tone a mix of bitterness and indifference.

"Okay, so do you want to know why she's hanging out with him?" I offered, raising an eyebrow.

"Go on," Orm said, her interest piqued.

"She's scared. She has a crush on you, and you know it, but she doesn't want to 'cheat' on Bright," I explained, watching as Orm's expression shifted.

"She doesn't want us to break up because of her?" Orm asked, more to herself than to me.

"That's it. But there's something more, something deeper that you two need to talk about," I added, hoping to push her in the right direction.

"Thanks, Milk," Orm said, her tone softer now, as if she was processing everything I had just told her.

Ling's POV

I was in the middle of practice when I decided to take a break and head to the dressing rooms to grab some water. But as I approached, I stopped dead in my tracks, my heart sinking at the sight in front of me.

Bright was in the dressing room, but he wasn't alone. He was with a girl, and they weren't just talking. The scene was too intimate, too close, and it hit me like a punch to the gut.

"Ling," Orm's voice suddenly cut through the fog of shock, and I quickly closed the door, trying to shield her from what I had just seen.

"Orm, why are you here?" I asked, my voice coming out more bitter than I intended. I didn't want her to see that, to know what was happening behind those closed doors.

"I know you're mad at me, but let's talk," she said, opening the dressing room door for us to enter. But before she could take another step, I grabbed her, pulling her into a kiss, desperate to drown out the anger and hurt.

"I think I prefer this conversation," I said, not letting her go, needing to escape from the reality of what I had just witnessed. I grabbed her hand and led her away, away from Bright and his betrayal.

"I know, but let's talk," Orm insisted, her voice gentle but firm. "I know you're scared of betraying your brother, and I don't want to cheat on him—" she started to say, but I cut her off with another kiss, unable to hold back.

"Fuck Bright. Can we date?" I asked as we finally pulled apart, the words tumbling out before I could stop them.

"Are you okay?" she asked, concern etching her features.

"Yeah, but just forget about him. I want this to be about us, not about him," I said, feeling a strange sense of relief wash over me. Seeing Bright with that girl had somehow freed me from the guilt I had been carrying, and now all I wanted was to be with Orm.

Don't get me wrong, witnessing that scene in the dressing room had hurt, but it had also made me realize something important. I didn't want her to be with Bright—I wanted Orm to be with me, and I didn't want to waste another moment worrying about what anyone else thought.

So I leaned in again, kissing her deeply, savoring the way her lips felt against mine. As we pulled apart, I saw Bright walking nearby, and without thinking, I kissed her again, making it clear that I wasn't going to hide my feelings anymore.

If he wasn't going to treat her right, then I would.

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