𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐬𝐨 ; 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐰𝐢𝐧.

04: after practice

sarawat couldn't help but focus his attention on tine as he continued to play, his mind clouding with inappropriate thoughts as he saw him coach his fellow cheerleaders.

"guntithanon! get your head in the game!" his coach exclaimed, snapping him out of this thoughts.

he nods, focusing on the game. he kicks it into the goal, earning a cheer from his teammates.

"tina! lift your leg up higher! like this," he swiftly raises his leg above his head, stunning the other cheerleaders.

fang had been absent today since she had already taught tine and the rest of the cheer-squad the full routine, all they had to do now is to polish it.

"alright, from the top! green, slide to the left!" he gestured his hands, guiding the latter.

he turns on the speakers, pressing play on his ipod, letting the song that ohm edited for him play for his cheer-dance.

they began to get in formation, hearing the first beat of the music drop, immediately getting their game face on.

the football players stop their game, watching the cheerleaders do their routine.

sarawat stared in awe as he watched tine do his flips, jumping on other cheerleaders' shoulders, and raising his leg in the air, dropping down with the other cheerleaders catching him.

he always made sure to check the other cheerleaders, seeing if they had gotten their part correct.

he didn't want what happened last year.

one of his co-cheerleaders broke her leg while doing her flips because the previous cheer captain was an absolute piece of shit in forming routines, as tine spoke in her face.

after the piece, they all finished with a pose in which the football players clapped, impressed by the talent their school's cheer-squad had.

as they got off of each other from the final pose, some dropped to the group to catch their breath while others bent over in exhaustion. "alright! 15 minute water break!" he exclaimed, wobbled to shut off the music, which sarawat got to first.

"fancy seeing you here," tine heaved, looking at the taller. "i train here," he chuckled, handing over his water bottle. "oh right," tine spoke, taking off the cap of the water bottle, drinking all of the contents inside it.

"thirsty much?" sarawat teased, watching beads of water drip down tine's chin.

"not really, only when a hot guy hands me a bottle of water," tine winked, crumpling the plastic bottle and tossing it in his bag. "a cheerleader that plays the piano, has good graded and doesn't litter? me likey," the shorter put a hand on sarawat's chest, raising a brow at him.

"calm your dick, buddy. i have to teach 85 cheerleaders, maybe i'll pass." he chuckled. "oi sarawat, stop hitting on tine," man patted the taller's back.

tine's phone rings, he checked the caller id, immediately answering it. he glances at the two, "excuse me..hey p'type!" tine walked away.

"d-did he just say type?" man raised a brow. "yeah, why?" sarawat furrows his brows. "remember the guy that i saw at the football game a few months ago?" the latter nodded, trying to remember what happened then. "well, when i went to go powder my nose, someone had dropped their phone right?"

sarawat hums, recalling the memory. "yeah, you gave him his phone back after he yelled in one of the stalls 'i lost my phone' or something," he says, man nodding at his great memory.

"yea, so we exchanged numbers and we've been talking," he sheepishly smiled. "type also mentioned that he had a brother- yo what if tine was type's brother?" the two went in deep thought, which suddenly dissipated as tine walked back to him.