All Strings Attached

Chapter 21

"Go ahead" He said and Win sheepishly scratched the back of his head " But promise me you won't be mad "

Type nodded once and Win escalated him to a corner.

"We don't need to do the medical because" Win said and stopped for a while, observing his brother's expressions "It will turn out positive"

Type eyes slowly expanded but Win was quick to raise his hands in an explanation manner "No not like that. I was not raped"

Type's face still had no sign of relief when Win continued "Actually it's not P'Fuse"

Win noticed a new frown forming on his face "Please don't be mad I'll tell everything"

"There was someone  other than Fuse?" Type asked, his heart very uneasy.

"Someone helped me out from the hotel" Win confessed "I know him.. He .. He is my friend"

"Who is he?" Type asked immediately.

"I went to his place after that and he helped me treating my wounds" Win replied, ignoring his question " And we uh"

"You what?" Type asked, stepping forth, his eyebrows raised in threatening manner.

Win lowered his eyes and stayed quiet for a long time, giving Type time to get used to the latest piece of information he just gave. Win bit his lips and felt the world around him blurring.

It was just him and his brother and although he had never thought that his sexuality was an unusual thing yet now that he was about to confess it to his brother, it seems like words were stuck in his throat.

He raised his hands and held Type's strong wrists warmly. Type looked down at Win's shaking hands and his heart soften.

"If I tell you something. Can you promise not to hate me?" Win asked, his eyes staring at his brother's hand and his heart vulnerable.

"Can I ever hate you?"  Type asked, holding Win's hand back "It better not be your another joke"

Win chuckled and shook his head,  the grip on Type's hand tightening.

"I like someone" Win confessed, not daring to raise his eyes .

"You already told me" Type replied.

"And it's a boy" Win finally looked at his brother's face.

Type stared at his face for few seconds before holding his hand again " The one who helped you last night?"

Win nodded, looking down.

"Why would the test come positive?" Type asked although he already know the answer.

"Phi" Win called his name, hoping he would do the  2+2 and understand what he meant.

Type glared at him but stayed quiet. Win glanced up and smiled gently "Lets just say whatever happened last night should never be spoken in front of Father"

"Shut up!" Type scolded at his vulgar talk and gestured to hit him but didn't. Win chuckled , his heart at ease. He knew Type was only mad at the moment.

Type sighed and looked at the keys in his hands, slowly muttering "Lets go back"

"Huh? But P'Zee hasn't came back yet" Win said but was pulled by his  brother towards the car.