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PART 15 | END

PART 12 “I don’t want Win to be just one of my friends.” Bright paused for a moment and looked down at his cat’s judgmental expression. “As corny as this sounds, I’d like to have him for more than just a lifetime and as more than just a friend. We all know that. I wish he believed me."

PART 11

'Love' was perhaps too complex to name what he felt for Bright. However, as he was completely sure of how things would end, Win could place his bets that loving Bright was the only direction his feelings went. So much so that he wanted his original judgment to be nothing but wrong. Win wanted Bright to be his person.

GIF cr. My Grey Memoriesss

PART 10 Bright pulled him into a tight hug - one that felt like home. One that he never wanted to be apart from. "You fucking idiot! I was so fucking worried - you suddenly disappeared, and I - what the hell, Metawin?!" He was screaming, but at the same time, he was not.

PART 9 Win looked at Bright’s hand before he met the other’s eyes. He sighed. “This is the mess you’re going to experience from time to time.” He confessed. “It’s going to get annoying and you’ll get tired of it. Pretty soon, you’ll get tired of me.”

“Metawin.” Bright tightened the hold on Win’s thigh, albeit gently so. “I’m staying. You’re stuck with me. Nothing is going to change that.”

"You don't have to." The latter answered softly as he took Bright's hand in his. His thumbs drew circles against the other’s skin - perhaps he wanted to comfort him. “You don’t have to suffer waiting for me.”

PART 8

“Beer is bitter, but I still drink each bottle that comes my way until I’m intoxicated, no matter how bitter the taste is. No matter how many times I wake up with a hangover.” She looked at Bright between the bottles she set apart and the bucket that still had a few left inside. "I've gotten used to the bitterness, the drunken nights, even the morning-afters. It's all a routine, and I don't expect any other outcome anymore."

“I’m just another beer to him?”

“You’re just another beer to him.”

“I don’t want to be just another beer to him.”

PART 7

The latter wore a small smile as he decided to wrap his arms around the other man's neck loosely. Bright may have thought he was the most adorable person in the world, but he was wrong. Infinitely so. Win could argue that, to him, Bright was the most precious human he had ever encountered.

Win closed his eyes.

Slowly, he pulled him into a kiss that began lightly and carefully.

PART 6

"Win, are you still afraid? Honey, I told you before and I'm telling you again," Namtan asked. She reached out to Win, as though she asked for his hand, which Win did surrender to. She said, tightening her hold, "you deserve to be with someone kind, smart, and strong. Those red flags? I know they weren't the best experiences, but they are there to lead you to the right person."

PART 5

Despite the mutual understanding between them, the latter had already set the boundaries up until when they would play the game. Again, to Win, the sooner they would try then the sooner they would return to a playful friendship - which he, perhaps, preferred.

“You should know, Bright, I have rules,” Win breathed, his fresh minty breath wafting through the air between the two men, and he smiled, “I don’t kiss on first dates.”

The other neared, tauntingly. "The other rules?"

PART 4

Win met Bright’s eyes, “do you really think love exists for everyone?”

“I think… love arrives on its own pace.” Bright answered in a thoughtful manner, “we don’t know how and when, but it will come. The important thing is to accept it once it's there.”

“But for everyone?”

Slightly taken aback, the other decided to stop for a moment before he spoke. Bright figured, there was an answer that Win had truly wanted to hear. Something in the way the latter's eyes gleamed made it seem so.