hooked | brightwin

eight

that morning, bright couldn't say anything. so he got up and left, never minding the omelette and rice being prepared by win's mother. he hopes she didn't take it as him being rude. it's just that it's the first time that ever happened.

both of them don't really fight much. whenever they'd get into each other's nerves, the one at fault was always the first to bid his sorry's. but this time is different since neither of them know who's the at fault - or if culpability is even on the line. is it a sin to fall in love with your best friend? at first, it wasn't. but right now, when win is far from reach though he's just a few steps away from his house, it's starting to feel like he's sinning. and he hates that it's the pain in his chest that he has to pay.

he fell in love with win when they were in middle school, specifically when he taught win how to masturbate and it progressed to him no longer looking at the screen to get off but by taking secret glances on win's cock whenever they're doing it. he thought it was just lust. adolescence makes you crave for everything, even the littlest thing that makes you feel the slightest tinge of pure bliss. and that time, win was his bliss.

when he realized it, there was that tickling feeling inside his heart whenever he'd tease or make fun of win - completely adverse of what he tends to feel when they were younger, where everything's just for the sake of having a good laugh.

whenever he'd touch win, tousle his hair, or even accidentally bump his skin on his bring him to cloud nine. so he will never forget what happened that night when both of them felt each other's lust and it seemed like nothing could ever take it away from them. though that, too, was momentary.

he bites off the pocky sticks and munches as hard as he could, looking at win's window closed. if win doesn't care about his feelings, then so will he.

///notes///
i'm so in love with them, it's crazy!!! how can they be so adorable together?? i don't even know