adoration || brightwin

one

Win

i arrived on set a bit earlier than expected, but i was too anxious and worried that if i waited any longer i'd eventually end up being late.

"today's the big day..finally" i sighed to myself as i entered the GMMTV headquarters. today was the day i met my co-stars (for the second time) since auditions. i still can't believe i made it. this is my first series, and also my first time having a relationship with another male (all just acting of course). i have butterflies fluttering in my stomach. i'm just eager to get on set.

but we all have to go over our lines first, and meet the dressing and makeup teams. driving here was all a blur to me, i was caught up in my own thoughts. which got interrupted when a guy almost hit my car when he was pulling in as well. let's just hope whoever the douchebag was that i flipped off didn't work on set.

i greeted the director as i walked in, also greeting mike and toptap. i scrolled through instagram, listening to the background chatter of my director and co-workers talking about random things. the door was pushed open, and everyone started cheering.

"there's our other superstar!" gun hollered, everyone else clapping loudly. i glanced over at the door, expecting to see damn Britney Spears based on all the noise and praising, but instead there stood the handsome, i mean, talented, Bright Vachirawait.

and god knows there wasn't an ounce of disappointment.

i mean, because i'm not a big fan of Britney Spears, you know? nothing..else.

i saw his bright smile appear once he caught on to why everyone was cheering, and he playfully bowed, rising back up to make direct eye contact with me, in which he immediately looked away, and walked in the other direction.

did i do something wrong? he won't even look at me. he sat on the other side of the long conference table and started conversation with the staff. "aren't you going to greet your 'lover'?" drake teased, bumping bright's shoulder with his own and nodding towards me. heat crept up onto my face as the room got silent and everyone glanced between us two.

his face froze, as he slowly bowed his head, "h-hello win" he stuttered, looking away. i nodded back, afraid of speaking infront of the quiet but crowded room full of people.

"come onnn," gun whined, "you aren't gonna be this shy during filming are you? let's see the connection"

everyone hummed and cheered in agreement, and i suddenly felt a hand on my back, and i was being pushed to sit next to bright. i stumbled over and crashed into the seat. "now sit there for the rest of workshop" mike patted my back.

everyone went back to reading their scripts, and me and Bright were sitting in an awkward silence.

"s-soo..do you wanna go over our lines now?" i asked, looking up him, while he just stared blankly at his phone. from here i could see how long his eyelashes were, and how soft his pink lips were.

wait.

why am i having these thoughts?

he's a BOY, Win. a boy.

a very beautiful boy at that.