The evening had settled into a comfortable rhythm, the warm glow of the kitchen light illuminating the laughter and playful banter that filled the air. Bright and Win sat at the counter, their empty beer bottles collecting on the side as they exchanged stories, each one peeling back layers of their lives, revealing bits of themselves that had long remained hidden.
Bright leaned forward, a teasing grin on his face. "Okay, seriously, you can't leave me hanging like that about this old hobby of yours. I mean, what's so secretive that you're afraid to share?"
Win chuckled, shaking his head. "You really are persistent, aren't you? I told you it's not a big deal," he replied, the corners of his mouth twitching upward.
"Not a big deal? Come on, it must be something mildly interesting if you're being all mysterious about it," The other pressed, leaning closer, his playful demeanor making it hard for Win to resist. "Is it painting? Pottery? Perhaps interpretive dance?"
Win laughed, the sound warm and genuine. "None of the above. My creativity is close to zero." He shot back, the banter between them growing lighter and lighter.
"Aww, really? But I would love to see it." He teased. "I would love to see my favorite nanny dance for me." He continued, leaning his figure towards him.
Win felt his cheeks get warm before quickly composing himself. "Hey! I think I'd rather keep my day job, thanks." he replied, laughter bubbling between them. Bright laughed, his mind connecting more teasing counters towards him. "Oh? Then how about we make it your night job then?"
Win shot him a mock glare, but the warmth in his eyes betrayed him. "Right, because dancing around the house at night sounds like a solid plan," he replied, a teasing lilt in his voice. "I don't think the kids would appreciate my 'interpretive dance' skills."
"Who said it's for the kids?" Bright said, a mischievous grin spreading across his face. "I think the world could use more late-night performances from you. And I'm the only one who's seeing it."
It made Win's eyebrow raise, pretending to consider it. "Oh, so you'd be my exclusive audience? That sounds a bit unfair to everyone else." he replied, his voice playful.
Bright leaned in closer, a playful seriousness taking over his expression. "Trust me, I'm more than qualified to appreciate your talents." he said, his tone teasing but with a hint of sincerity that sent a flutter through Win's chest.
Win laughed again, a bit more nervously this time. "Well, I guess I'd have to give you a show-stopping performance, then." Bright's gaze held Win's, the moment stretching just enough for the playful banter to become something a little deeper. "I wouldn't want anything less." he replied softly, the implication lingering between them.
Win felt a rush of warmth at Bright's words, a smile creeping back onto his face as he attempted to deflect the growing intensity. "Just don't get your hopes up. My dance moves are legendary... in the worst way possible." he said, chuckling lightly.
"Legendary or not, I'd still love to see it." The older man insisted, his eyes sparkling with mischief. "You're going to be a star." Win shook his head, laughing, but there was an undeniable warmth in his chest. "I think I'll stick to being behind the scenes. I'm much better at supporting roles than headlining."
Bright studied him for a moment, the playful teasing softening into something more genuine. "You're too modest, Win. You deserve to shine, even if it's just in your own way."
"I really can't dance though." Win clarified which made Bright laugh. He continued to sip on his beer before looking back at him.
Bright leaned back against the counter, a comfortable ease settling between them as the night stretched on. "You know, Win, I think you might be the best-kept secret in this house," he said, a playful smirk crossing his lips.
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Doses Of Love || BrightWin
Fanfiction"Will you be my kid's nanny?" Win, a struggling single father, had pushed his mental state to the limits. As the day he attempted to end his life on the bridge, A particular someone stopped him- offering him to be his kid's nanny?
