All Strings Attached

Chapter 15

"Fucking take it" Bright muttered, thrusting coffee in Win's hand. The action causing a little bit of coffee to spill on Win's hand.

"Ssss" He hissed as the hot liquid made contact with his skin and immediately held the coffee in other hand and grabbed tissues from dashboard to wipe his hand, now laughing softly.

Bright frowned at his hand. It looked so red at the spot where the coffee was spilled. Win gets bruised easily. Bright found it particularly odd.

He had grown up among his gang members where everyone were tough and receiving pain was like a positive thing for them.

This is his first time encountering with someone so delicate.

Win wiped his hand with tissue and smiled, unknown to Bright's thoughts. He looked at him and smiled cheekily "Why did you drive this far? There was a cafe near by" . He was referring to Fuse's cafe.

Bright gave him a warning look and Win chuckled, immediately dropping the topic.

Bright glanced at Win and his eyes fell upon the ruined leather seat and broken seat belt. A soft laugh escaped his lips. He asked "What did you do to my car?"

Win looked back at his seat and smiled embarrassed"I am sorry. I.. I was really angry"

Bright looked ahead at road and silently sipped his coffee. Win looked at him, waiting.

"Your turn to apologize" Win reminded him , making him turn.

"I don't apologize" Bright replied calmly , rubbing his lips at the cup's rim.

"Ever?" Win asked, scrunching his nose.

"Unless I really mean it" Bright replied and started the engine again.

"I am so tired. Take me to my home" Win said, finishing his coffee and laid back on seat.

"Come to my apartment" Bright said, his focus on street, driving ever so slowly. "I got something to show you"

"What is it?" Win asked, looking at him.

"I'll give hint." Bright muttered. Win leaned closer to listen when he continued "It's found in my pants"

"Shut up and drive to my house" Win replied, lying back again on the seat with a smile on his lips.
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"That was really smart of P'Type!" Saint exclaimed , gazing at Zee who nodded with a smile after telling Saint about the latest case.

"I am so glad I came" Saint smiled again as he walked towards the garage area along Zee who looked zoned out.

"Is everything okay? " Saint asked, observing expressions on the senior's face.

"Saint my brother" Zee spoke helplessly " My dude none of your ideas are working. But It keeps making me look like a bad person"

Saint gasped "What happened?"

"Its.. Don't worry about it" Zee stopped and passed him a tired smile "Maybe some other idea you can give?"

"Phi" Saint muttered, frowning at Zee's tired face "I don't think I'm the right person to give advice"

"No no don't be like that" Zee replied. He really wanted to confess to him according to Saint's style.