All Strings Attached

Chapter 22

"Why so?" Win asked, not surprised at all. He bent down to match which shirt will look better with washed up colour jeans.

"I have never thought of him like that!" Saint confessed. Win pouted slightly. Its good that P'Zee was not here to hear these words coming out of Saint's mouth. "Ofcourse I respect him a lot ! And thats one of the reason I can't.. I can't think of doing any intimate stuff with him"

Saint's voice was very low and Win turned to him, patting his shoulder "Don't think too much about it. You are free to choose what to do"

Saint chewed on his bottom lip and nodded. After a while, he saw Win was still struggling with his outfit so he went to his wardrobe and pulled out a maroon jumper, throwing it on top of his washed up jeans.

Win's face immediately lit up, indicating that he loved the put together outfit.

"By the way Where are you going?" Saint asked, looking at him sideway.

"On a date" Win replied and started changing his clothes in front of Saint. Between childhood friends, there are no boundaries and no shame.

"With whom?" He asked, frowning. After putting on the jumper, Win grinned at him "The guy I told you about ? Bright"

Saint frowned but no image flashed in his mind. Carelessly, he shrugged and stared at Win's outfit.

"If you don't remember him , You can just ask to see his photo!" Win shouted excitedly as he shoved his phone in Saint's face.

Saint pulled the phone back and focused on the screen. The boy indeed was very handsome with his sharp features.

They went down and saw Type getting ready in hurry. He glanced up at both boys then he rested his sight on Saint, with the gesture of his hand, he said"Saint hurry up. Lets go"

"Where?" Win asked, confused.
Type looked at him and replied, his voice showed impatience "He said he wanted to join the investigation. Lets go. Hurry up!"

Saint's face went tense and he hesitated but couldn't refuse Type

He glanced back at Win for help who only pushed him ahead, making him go. After they went, Win took a deep happy breath and walked up to where Bright usually abduct him.

Pushing his bangs aside, Win hid his paws in his maroon sweater's sleeves and his lips stretched in a wider smile when he saw Bright leaning against his car.

His face having annoyed scorn and he looked like someone who was about to go divorce his wife but to Win, he looked like the most perfect guy he could ask for.

Suddenly his heart picked up  pace, it was his first official date with Bright.

Bright looked in Win's direction and his tensed face somewhat relaxed yet he didn't smile and instead opened the door.

Win came close to him and beamed.

"Where do you wonna go?" Bright asked in a flat tone.

Win frowned, pouting in a complaining manner "When you go out with someone, don't you bring them flowers?"

Bright looked at him with his lips pressed in tight line as he grabbed Win by his arm and threw him inside the car "Get inside"

Win chuckled, stumbling inside. Bright wasn't being rude to Win. It was just who he was.

After starting the engine, Win fixed his hair and noticed Bright was glancing at him from time to time.