lips; brightwin fic

2

yeah so, no one's reading this and i just wanna let out all my imaginations and hallucinations in this app jsnekskakssk anyways the first chap is a lot longer than literally every regular chapters because i needed to introduce some casts. enjoooy!

Win.

He walked and walked. Not realizing he was getting farther and farther away from Gulf and Gun. He looked around and saw, well, you know. Trees and stuff. Greens and nature colors. Living plants just breathing.

"Come on, atleast something."
He mumbled as he searched and searched as he walked.

He looked closer at the trees, at the dirt, at the rock, at the flowers, at the weeds, at the place, at where he stood, but none.

Fuck this, ugh.

He walked faster into the center, and squatted down.

"If this is just a prank I swear I'm gonna rip the person who wrote this in pieces."

He grumbled, almost stomping as he's walking.

It almost seemed completely normal, which is weird cause he's supposed to be feeling something suspicious the moment he entered already.

He sighed. "Is this a joke?" He asked.

"Hello?"

"oooOOoooOoooOooh"

"I want you to park that big mac truck right in this little garage."

He danced and sang for atleast 39 seconds before realizing there was a sign on the door.

He looks at where he is, and saw the sign, "Exit".

Win facepalmed himself.

Yeah, so this was definitely not the first time that happened. When he was still 8, he went to the market all by himself, just to go to the seafood section and talk to dead animals. After that, he forgot where he lived, so he thought of asking for help to a mall police. But Win thought they were too lazy, so he asked for a lady,

"Hey kid, are you lost?"

Win looked up to the tall, beautiful lady and smiled. With of course his bunny smile displaying perfectly on his cute face.
"I don't think so, pretty lady. But I also th-think so..." He trailed off, twiddling the hem of his sweater.

The lady cooed. 'he's so cute. imma steal you-'
"What's your name pretty one?" She kneeled down infront of him. Win flinched, afraid maybe she'd steal him.

The lady was amused, then chuckled.

"Woah woah- slow down pretty boy. I'm not gonna hurt you. I'm Yaya."

She then smiled, in which Win stilled. 'what a pretty lady she is'

"...and you? What's your name, baby?" She reached out for Win, and so Win giggled and sat on her lap.

" 'm Win, P'Yaya. And.." he trailed off, not knowing what to say. He looked around and whimpered.

"Call me mae, love. But what's wrong, love?" She asked worriedly. "Are you hurt? Are you dizzy?"

"I realized, I am l-lost, mae Yaya..." He spoke softly.

Yaya gave him an "aw" and stood up, piggybacking Win.

"Well, you see love, I'm quite special."
She said and twirled, which made Win squeal.

His heart happy, as he had never been twirled by his own mom.