2312 | brightwin (completed)

[M] Darkness

2312 CHAPTER 024

Warning for major characters death and suicide.

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Friday, 28th, December

The rain was pouring down heavily, the sky was dark and lightning strikes were echoed, one louder than the other.

Despite the bad weather, Bangkok was a busy city and people wandered around holding umbrellas while singing Christmas songs. There were smiles on their faces, happy people enjoying their holidays and feeling the spirit of Christmas, everyone but a few people gathered around a tombstone, crying in despair while others just stood there silent, trying to appear strong for the sake of others. The weather was a perfect match for their mood.

Around the tombstone there were flowers arranged and some of the, probably, dead person's belongings. The rain was hitting on the ground, splashing around mud and dirtying people and the tombstone, which's white marble was slowly turning into a strange shade of brown as the rain was pouring down.

The tombstone had curved on it the following:

Here lies Win Metawin Opas-iamkajorn

Age 22

Beloved son, friend and boyfriend.

May he rest in peace.

A few meters away, Bright and Weeraya were standing, the shorter trying to calm down the black-haired as he had bursted into tears for a long time already. The girl patted gently Bright's back as she hugged him, trying to hold her tears as she wanted to stay strong for the taller. She had promised to the younger boy to do so, to be the black-haired boy's support after he was gone.

"Don't cry, Bright. Please, shhh... W-we all promised to Winnie not to cry at his funeral. He doesn't want us to be sad like this."

"I thought I could endure it, New. I thought I could handle it all... I-i wasn't prepared for it, I'm s-sorry."

(Nevvy's real nickname is actually New... so yeah.)

"D-don't say that, you jerk. Stay strong for him! Do you think he will be h-happy seeing you at this state from up there?" Weeraya exclaimed as she's trying to hold back her tears, pointing up the sky.

"You are right. I'm sorry for not being strong, my M-metawin." his apology now reffering to the younger as the black-haired glanced up the sky, wipping off his tears and then glanced back at Weeraya.

"I don't want to sleep at the apartment alone tonight... Please stay with me, New."

The apartment he had rented with Win reminded Bright of his sweet memories with the younger while he was still alive. Everything, from a simple glass and to the younger boy's bedroom reminded the older of him.

Last night, he could really swear that he had heard steps and smell Win's sweet candy-like perfume around the house, and that frightened him. A lot. He wasn't particulary scared, it was the loss and all of Win's belongings inside the house, that made the black-haired so weak and unable to sleep alone at night. He thought he had been hallucinating.

Weeraya slowly lowered her head, before nodding. "I will stay with you, Bright. Don't worry."

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At night, Bright and Weeeaya spend their night together on the same bed. There wasn't any sexual tension between them, just cuddles and hugs, comforting each other while exchanging no words. They didn't need to, they knew what was on each other's mind. And eventually, they had fallen asleep just like that. The black-haired boy's dry tears on his face and his fetus like position, the older girl's puffy eyes that had dark circles under them, due to the endless nights and days she had spent nursing Win while trying to seem strong for Bright's sake. She was so exhausted.