All Strings Attached

Chapter 14

Morning was just around the corner and it was damn cold . He was sure Bright would be frozen cold. He turned back and looked at Bright's face.

His eyes were closed and he was snoring peacefully.

Win faintly smiled at the adorable sleeping face and gently set himself free from his embrace.

A dirty devil like Bright surely looks like a baby while sleeping. His puffy lips were pouty as if he was uncomfortable sleeping out in cold but the tiredness wasn't letting him to wake up. Who knows how tired he was when he came to see Win.

Win smiled and dearly wished he had his phone with him so he could take a picture. He leaned forward and gently pecked his lips once. He pulled out his rubber bracelet  and wrapped it around Bright's wrist.

"Bright wake up" He gently patted his face "Its already morning"

Usually Bright is a very light sleeper but he slept so soundly. Win pushed his silky hair back lovingly and gently slapped his face "Bright Get up"

He slowly opened his eyes and abruptly sat up, rubbing his palm over his eyes.

"Were my stories that boring?" Win teased him and Bright let out a sleepy chuckle.

Win looked down and awkwardly tried to set his foot .

"Careful" Bright muttered, holding Win's arm

"How do I go back inside!" Win finally wondered.

"Slowly move down. I'll hold you" Bright replied, helping him.

"How did you come here?" Win asked and Bright pointed at Tree.

Bright helped him going inside his room and got himself down from roof and walked away.

Win threw himself on bed and sighed happily. He felt very tired but he oddly felt energetic too. He wanted to sleep but the excitement in his heart made him want to dance around the room.
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Next day after college, Saint and Win were walking out of the class together, talking about the camp trip students were excepting next month.

"Oh yeah I'm going to police station. I want to stay there and learn about yesterday's case. P'Zee said I can come. You wonna tag along?" Saint asked, looking at Win who shook his head vigorously.

"I don't want to see my dad" He said, scrunching his nose.

"Did something happen?" Saint asked, unimpressed. They walked down the stairs as Win complaint "This morning I fell asleep on breakfast table. Dad came and asked me what was I doing?"

"So?" Saint asked and waited for him to continue. Win sheepishly scratched his head and replied"I said I was skipping school to fulfil my sleep since I've already chosen Stripping in gay bars as career"

"Are you dumb!?" Saint gasped and Win chuckled , replying" I thought it was P'Type! Both of them almost sounds the same" Win replied with a pout "Dad didn't have to pour the whole glass of icy water on me !"

Saint chuckled and shook his head "Alright whatever I'm going"

"Hope you don't get harassed by some officer there" Win said laughing and earned a playful glare from Saint.

As soon as Saint reached there, he went to Mr Metawin's office. There was no one in the room. He unhooked his backpack and looked around the table. There were certain files lying around and he randomly picked one up.

He heard the door opening and  raised his eyes from file, glancing at the new comer.

"You're here already?" Officer Zee asked , smiling "How long have you been here? Should've text me"

"I just came " Saint replied with a smile, placing the file back.

Zee nodded and walked with him "I was about to take a break. Lets go get some coffee"

Saint nodded and they went to a room that was changed into kitchen. Zee turned towards the cabinets, his back facing Saint and  asked "Coffee or Hot chocolate?"

"Anything is fine" Saint politely replied. Zee smiled looking down at his hands preparing coffee. Although he was facing the other way, he could still feel Saint pacing around the room.

The room went quiet for a while. Zee was rehearsing his lines in his heart. Today he will surely confess to Saint.

Saint was patiently waiting for his coffee when he glanced outside and saw Win's dad walking pass by. Without saying a word, he went out of the room to meet him and in the meantime Type entered the kitchen room to get himself a drink.

"I have to tell you something"  Zee spoke, nervously stirring the spoon in his cup, still facing the cabinet.

Type left whatever he was doing and looked at Zee's back attentively.

"I've been meaning to tell you this for a long time" Zee continued, smiling at his cup "You are insanely adorable. When you smile, it feels like the day gets a little more brighter. How come you possess such a power?"

Type frowned hard. He opened his mouth but was already interrupted by Zee.

"Don't speak anything yet" Zee stopped him "I won't force you to give a reply to me right now. For now I just wants to help you. I'll explain how investigation works. You can ask me for help anytime"

Type's frowned deepened and he replied offended and sarcastically "You're just one month senior than me but your generous heart makes me cry the tears of joy"

Zee's eyes widened at the unexpected voice and he immediately turned back to see Type standing there with confused and angry expressions on his face.

"No wait don't get me wrong!" Zee exclaimed coming closer but Type took two steps back, raising his finger "Don't come near. Dude when I said you were a good guy, I meant it just as a friend"

Zee face palmed. He messed up again. Right on time, Saint came back happily and asked "Is the coffee ready yet? I went to greet Uncle Metawin"

"You come with me" Type said, dragging Saint with him. He glared at Zee and replied "This guy has been acting weird today"

Zee sighed and looked at the clueless boy hopelessly as he walked away with Type
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Win walked along the road alone, tugging his hands in his sleeves. He couldn't help but to smile at the last night memory.

He playfully nod his head while a love song kept playing in his mind. He was too busy to notice anyone in his surrounding.

Suddenly he felt a tap on his shoulder and he turned back with a smile and saw Saint's coffee Owner standing behind him, smiling.

"P'Fuse..was it?" Win asked, unsure.

Fuse nodded with a loving smile.

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I am sad. Pls tell jokes.