Secret Love [BrightWin Fanfic/Ship of choice]

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I guess I'm really sticking with BrightWin?
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What was that?

Why did he sing that?

Why was he staring at me?

Why doesn't he stare at the one he loves instead?

Don't give me false hope...

I couldn't look at him any longer, I left without him. But I didn't go home.

I went to DBK, a place I normally go to when I feel down and want to drink my problems away.

"You're here again? The usual?" This is New, the bartender. He and I became friends from my frequent visits. He would be here every time to hear about my problems. He is like the mother I never had, he would stop serving me drinks when he thinks I had enough. And then nag at me to stop drinking my sorrows away because it's not a good thing to do.

Did I mention that he has a husband? Tay, he's a photographer. Every time he comes and sees me in this state, I can see that he wants to punch the person who caused me to be like this, all he knows it's about my best friend. But I'll never tell him the name, because I can't let my beloved get hurt. Especially because I have issues.

"Mm... the usual..." I took the drink and gulped it down in one shot, pushing the empty glass back forward, a silent request for a refill which New already had a new one mixed up. He knows I would continue refilling until he stops me from drinking.

"Same problem again?" He asked after my tenth glass.

"Not really... maybe? I mean, today he performed again... but he performed something about wanting to be together with the person he loves. But why did he stare at me throughout? Mae New... why does he make me so confused? Why does he do this to me? Why is he giving me hope? Why does it hurt so much?" I felt my hair get ruffled.

"Maybe it was because the song was for you? Think carefully okay? I have to serve other people now." He left me on my own holding my eleventh shot, staring at the liquid.

Pov change

Where did he go?

Home?

The dorm?

A bar?

That's it, maybe he went to a bar. I rarely go to one but I've heard from some girls that there's this popular bar nearby, they were squealing about how handsome the two bartenders were but then they complained that they were taken already.

DBK, here it is. I really hope he is here. Walking in, my eyes scanned the area for his familiar hair. Found him, he's at the serving area. He chatted with the bartender, who ruffled his hair. Tch, only I should be doing that. Who is he to touch my Win? The bartender left him, here's my chance.

"Win..." He turns back to face me.

"Ow... who you? Oh wait, you're that guy... who again? Ohhhhh Bright! Yes, Bright..." How can you be so cute when drunk? Do you know how many people would want you in this state? "Bright... Jub jub, a little only na, jub jub..." Aishhhhhh, somebody help me, I might die today!

"Win... come on... let's go home. I think you've had enough to drink..." I tried to carry him up before a hand lands on my shoulder in a death grip. "Who are you? What do want with him?" No, who are you and why do you care about my Win?

"I'm Bright krub. I'm his best friend, I came to bring him home." The guy raised his eyebrow, "Bright huh? Tch... I should just punch you right now for what you've done to him..." What? What did I do to who?

"Tay... don't hurt the kid. I know you care about our baby Winnie but he wouldn't want you hurting his best friend. He would just blame himself later on and I'm the one who's going to have to cheer him up." And the touchy bartender is back. And what the fuck? Baby Winnie? "Sorry about my husband kid... He gets overprotective of Win sometimes. You can take him home, you don't have to pay. I'll pay for him, bring him home safe okay?"

I greeted goodbye to them before lifting Win up and heading towards the door. Reaching my room, Win start to mumble things I couldn't understand. But he still sounded cute so I can't argue with what he is doing.

I lay him down on my bed, went to grab a damp cloth to wipe his body. As my hand goes downwards nearing that area, his hand suddenly grabbed me. I look up to see his eyes open slightly, he has no idea how hot and appetising he looks right now. Shirtless, flushed up, eyes full of neediness and a hint of lust. I wish I could take a picture and save it as my wallpaper.

"Bight..." Oh god, don't speak please... your voice even sounds arousing. "Bight..." God, please stop me from jumping on him. I don't want to take advantage of him because I can't control myself.

"Bigh... I wuv yoo..." His words were slurred but I heard it. He said he loves me. He sits up, slings his arms around my neck and started kissing me. I responded back equally passionate, our tongues dancing together.

When we pulled apart, he said something that killed me.

"Bright... do me..."