WIN P.O.V.
"Bright"!
3 whole hours of this long dreary car ride had passed, with Bright repeatedly kicking my foot. Both of us were huddled back farther than I would've liked, into the back of our minivan, while our oblivious parents merrily chatted away.
"What's wrong Win"? Bright's playful voice rang out as he whispered into my ear. "A little peeved at me today"?
"For starters, I'm surprised you actually know what the word 'peeved' means" I retorted back, as I slapped him on the arm. My necklace, oh correction his dog tag necklace began to jangle from my neck. Speaking of that darn necklace…
It took both our papas literally 45 minutes to gush over how cute it was that my "boyfriend" had given me his items to wear, and it took Bright and I, another 45 minutes to explain to them we were not dating and I was just wearing this for fun.
I quickly glanced at Bright to find him staring out the window. Why did he give me his jacket and dog tags anyways? Not that I was complaining. It was warm, and smelled a little like him, and made me feel happy…
Snap out of it Metawin! I mentally screamed to myself. What was I thinking? This was Vachirawit we were talking about, he probably had some kind of ulterior motive like putting a bug in the jersey, when I wasn't paying attention.
"When will we get there"? Bright uncomfortably whined. I was with him, this was the most uncomfortable and irritating ride of my life, and that includes the time Bright drove me to school.
"Oh perhaps 3 more hours oh so" My dad cheerfully said as all the parents broke out into a joyful rendition of "Hidy ho, up the mountains we go"!
Yay!
Not.
"Ugghh" Both Bright and I whined, then shot a glare at each other.
This was definitely going to be a long ride.
BRIGHT P.O.V.
Win had stopped replying to my retorts, about half an hour ago, and now would roll his eyes at me any time I teased him. Oh the bunny.
But, all that was going through my mind, was how pretty adorable win looked right now. My jersey really complimented him, and my dog tags really brought out the warmness of his eyes.
Bright! My subconscious blared! This was Win, the same Win who embarrassed me in front of Tine in the third grade. I glanced at Win quickly to find his head resting on the opposite window, as far from me as possible. He had headphones in his ears, and was slowly murmuring the tune of Scrubb - everything
As much as he infuriated me, he could sing. And he had good taste in music. Scrubb was good.
Instinctively he turned around to glare at me, before turning back to the window, and subconsciously pulling my jersey up higher on his shoulders. I smiled, and then realizing this is Metawin I quickly frowned.
What is going on with you today Bright? I thought.
"Hey" I whispered into Win's ear startling him. I chuckled as he blushed, and smacked me.
But, why did I give him my Jersey and Dog tags anyway? I just wanted to sneak into his room to annoy the heck out of him. I didn't mean to leave my stuff in there.
Yet, I'm letting him wear it. Well whatever, he probably doesn't know how to work it anyway.
I turned to my side of the window. How much longer would this agonizing trip take?
Win and I both suddenly sighed, and naturally glared at each other.
Yep, this was going to be one heck of a long ride.
To be continue🖤
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The Thin Line || BrightWin
Romance"Why won't you leave me alone!" "Well, maybe because it's the way you make me feel." Or where Bright and Win have been childhood enemies for life, but there's a thin line between hate and love right?
