The Secret

Chapter 18

"..you said, I love you. "

It took a good while before Team came back to his senses. As he found himself, sternly staring at the latter. It was as if he was put in a trance and all he saw was Win; his malicious smile, the way his brow went up and down, and his nose crunched as he spoke.

"I hate to reject you, but don't you think we're moving too fast if I replied I love you too? What do you say? " Team heard Win uttered, feigning innocence, completely aware of the latter's proximity.

Team felt his blood went up to his head as he was flustered but forced himself to school his expression, before saying smugly. "I say your fluency in talking nonsense is beyond me. "

Win's soft chuckle reverberated in Team's chest as Win dropped his head at the crook of his neck, completely putting his weigh down over Team. The latter tried his best to push Win off him as he wanted to use the toilet but Win deliberately made it hard for him.

"Are you getting off or are you getting off? " Team warned Win tone laced with a promise something of no good.

"No third option? "

"There is."

Win pulled his head up and stared at the person below him, "What?"

"Kick in the ass." Team quickly shoot back.

Win chuckled as he turned his body around, lifting the weight away from Team.  "I was hoping a kiss in the ass."

"You wish,"

Team nudged Win further away using his foot, Win's laughter resounded in the room so amused at how pissed Team was. Team slowly got up as he yawned his way to the bathroom and did his business. When he got out, Win's eyes were closed and his breathing steady. He felt guilty. He must had a difficult night, with him as a culprit. Instead of waking the latter up, he went down so he wouldn't disturb him.

"P'Team!"

Mint screamed loudly as she saw him walking down the stairs, Team wondered where this woman got her high energy as early as this morning. Team's whole being was awaken by it surely. She was wearing a yellow sundress with a cup in her hand as she was strutting towards what Team remembered to be the kitchen.

Team teased. "You miss me that much?"

"Nope, I hate you that much" Mint pouted.

"What did I do?" following Mint, Team's eyes wandered: checking if others were around as well. It was quiet and no signs of shadows of anybody.

"P' Team, do you drink coffee?" Mint gulping the remaining of her coffee down, probed.

"Yes." 

"Do you want me to prepare a cup for you?"

"If it's okay?"

Mint quickly responded. "Not okay,"

"Wow, thank you for asking. It's very kind of you." he sneered.

"I have to go. You go get yourself one, besides I don't want to be kind to you. I'm afraid you'll fall in love with me, " Mint winked with a cheeky smile on her lips as she began to stride away.

Like brother, like sister, indeed. Team thought as he rolled his eyes.

"And oh.." Mint stopped on her track, and did a slight about face to look at Team again. "..everyone is out, please remind P'Win to go the party if he to still consider himself part of the family."

"What party? " Team unconsciously inquired.

"P'Win knows it P'Team, and you can come too. Ma said you can't not. Bye."

"Well, tell your mom.. thank you for giving me a choice. I appreciate it. " Team joked.

Mint chuckled, as she said before she disappeared in his sight. "Consider your message sent."

Team shrugged his shoulders as he prepared himself a cup of coffee, and seeing a bag of bread with a butter on the side, he took the liberty to make some toast to go with his drink. He thought Win won't be getting up anytime soon might as well get himself breakfast instead of waiting for the latter.

On the other hand, his conscience was scolding him for acting like it was his home but his hunger immediately dismissed it. Conscience won't make him full anyway.

He was halfway through his breakfast, scrolling his social media at the same time when he heard footsteps coming down the stairs. His eyes flew to it in an instant only to see a half naked, in his short shorts —flaunting his toned yet slim legs —finger combed hair, swollen eyes and yawning Win walking down.

Team's gaze was fixed on him without him realizing it while he unconsciously took a bite on his toast slowly.

"Was it delicious? " Win asked as he reached the bottom as strut towards the kitchen counter where Team was at.

"Yes, you are delicious. " Team unwittingly fielded the question, and regretted it as soon as it graced out of his lips. He hoped Win didn't notice but to no avail.

With a playful smirk on his lips, Win teased. "I meant the toast but I like how you think of me that way."

Team face reddened all the way to his ears, he hated himself for slipping up. It was like giving Win something to goad him. He looked away in an instant.

"I meant the bread, too. " Team promptly put a loaf in his mouth to stop himself from further embarrassment. 

"Yeah, right." not buying his excuse, Win replied. He tilted forward cutting the distance between them before his hand taking the bread from in-between his lips and Win put it in his mouth in no time, leaving Team no chance to protest.

"What the~.."

"Too early to cuss me, " Win cut him in a flash, taking his cup of coffee and drank in it.

"Wow, thank you for bothering yourself to ask for permission." helpless, Team couldn't help but be sarcastic. 

"You're welcome," Win put the coffee down, half done, nudging it back towards Team.

"Take it, do you think I'll drink it with your saliva in it?"

Win snickered, "Come on, don't act as if we haven't kissed yet."

"We haven't.." gritting his teeth, Team hated Win's guts.

"Are you complaining?" a naughty smirk was playing on Win's lips as he probed Team, paired with his brow up.

"Of course not!" he was glad he didn't stutter.

Win laughed tauntingly as he got himself a cup of coffee, and took a stool to sit beside Team in a dangerously close distance. He slid his cup towards Team and got the latter's coffee to drink on it.

Team's gaze followed Win's every move suspiciously. He thought this guy was always up to no good so he has to be cautious. "Thanks!" still in doubt, he muttered as he dragged his stare away to the front to ignore WIn but to no avail. He felt Win was boring holes on his face as he saw him intently watching him.

"You know it's rude to stare, right?"

Win's lips twitched, as he put his chin on his palm and leaned his elbow on the counter to comfortably gape at Team. One of his leg was placed at the back of Team's stool, putting them in a closer and intimate position"You know~.."

"I don't know.." Team interrupted him to agitate Win, showing him that he wasn't affected by the proximity, even an iota. But hell, his palm started to sweat and he was definitely bothered.

Win snorted and turned a deaf ear at him. "You know, Hershey's makes millions of kisses a day?" (A/N: I hope you're familiar with that brand.)

"I don't know and I don't care." Team countered.

"What a coincidence! I don't care too cause the only kiss I want is the one from you."