WinTeam Week 2020 & 2021 - Short stories (WinTeam - HempRope - BetweenUs)

Right Here Waiting For You

RIGHT HERE WAITING FOR YOU

Wherever you go
Whatever you do
I will be right here waiting for you
Whatever it takes
Or how my heart breaks
I will be right here waiting for you
~ Richard Marx – Right Here Waiting ~

He woke up alone from his bed to the alarm sounding from his phone and his hands patted the empty space next to him. Disoriented for a while he tried to understand why Team was not with him. His eyes flew open when a feeling of sudden panic pierced him. Team? Where was Team?

Then he remembered. Phawin heaved a deep sigh and threw the blankets aside and eased to a sitting position. Running his fingers through his golden blond hair trying to tame the tousled locks. And focusing of getting his thoughts in order and wiping away the last ripples of sleep shading his mind, the blond man shook his head. A small groan slid from his lips as he thought about all the things he was supposed to do today. Reluctantly, the tall man roused himself out of his warm bed even that he had to admit that he was tempted to just fall back into it.

Phawin stepped naked into the bathroom and turned on the shower. The water sluiced down over his shoulders cascading over his well-formed muscles, running of in streams over his wide pectorals and hard, defined washboard abs. It slid down his back and crept like a lover's hands over his naked skin. The hot water eased his tired muscles and melted partially the stress from his head. He needed relaxation, but nothing eased the feeling of butterflies circling in his stomach. He couldn't remember ever being so nervous as he was now. After he towelled himself dry, the blond man walked back to his bedroom.

When he blew his hair dry with a hair dryer, his thoughts wandered to the two long years he had been forced to spend in England, far away from Team. Those years had been lonely and painful. He had missed the younger man terribly more than he had ever imagined, felt how the geographical distance from Team had eaten his soul. The pain of being separated from him had been almost physical. Daily video calls with the younger man had somehow alleviated the misery but still not completely helped.

At first, he had tried to hide his true feelings from the boy and acted happy and carefree. But Team knew him so well that he had soon seen through the older man's acting. He was confronted by Team until he had finally crumbled, told the truth and burst into tears. Phawin very rarely cried and he remembered how worried and panicked the younger man had been when he saw his tears. He had done his best to make Win feel better and it had ended up being one of the longest video calls they had had during those years.

Phawin had let out all those thoughts he had tried to hide into his tortured soul. How he was afraid that Team would stop loving him while he was away. How he was afraid that the younger man might find someone else, maybe some cute little girl. All his ramblings had only made Team roll his eyes.

"Hia. You are so silly!" He had smiled at Win so tenderly.

"I know I will never love anyone else the same way I love you. And if I must wait two years until I will see you again and can touch you again, I am more than willing to wait. Because it's you. You are the one and only for me."

After he had made a promise to always tell his true feelings and worries to Team the younger boy had finally been satisfied. And they had ended the call with the words I love you.

And as he had promised Team had waited for him those two long years.

When putting on his white tuxedo, Phawin's mind drifted to the memory of break between semesters. A little earlier Team had surprised him and announced that he would have the opportunity to spend a week with Win in England. He had literally counted the days.