thirty-two

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pete and kao are discussing the things that have to be done with the project, pictures of graphs and various figures flashing on the screen but win's eyes keep on closing. he hasn't had much sleep last night, worried that any day seint may tell their secret and he'd have to face the dreaded possibility.

coming out to your parents is one thing, but having a lot of people who don't really know you personally is another thing, win's thinking as he tries to focus his eyes and ears on whatever is in front of him and listen to the important things they may have to deal with when they have to go to the site and work.

"is everything crystal clear?" pete asks, then snaps his fingers at win who's obviously absentminded.

"uhm, yes sir." win nods aggressively which makes pete look at him with doubt. kao does so, too but he chooses not to speak -- probably knowing that pete wil handle the situation well.

"just make sure that you've heard everything well because as i've said before everything i'm saying here will be crucial for you once you've gone out of school. never take engineering as a laughing matter, because you won't only be carrying your license but the lives of the people whom you may endanger. understood?"

win gulps, sure that it's him who pete is scolding. he wants to hit his head on the table, maybe he'd wake up. he just nods at his senior whose looks are in between worried and snuffy -- he's not sure which so win doesn't mind.

his eyes shift on bright who's fortunately beside him, caressing his thigh from underneath the table, calming him down. seint must have smelled something going on that he clears his throat, staring at win with that look on his face and win has no choice but to push bright's hand off him right away, his heart beating fast.

bright then looks at seint who's smiling at him as if nothing happened and gets back on the papers laid in front of him. bright clenches his jaw, his fists devoid of color. win sees it and wishes he can hold him right in front of his seniors but he can't, so he simply wishes the meeting to be adjourned so he can take hold of bright and coo him.

unfortunately, destiny isn't on his side. when the meeting is finished, pete calls him and tells win that he wants to have a word with him. without saying a word, pete gets out of the room as if he's expecting win to follow him.

"i'll leave these remaining papers for you to check," kao tells bright and something stirs in win's chest knowing that seint and bright will be left alone in this room. though he badly wants to say, he can't disregard his senior's words. with heavy foot, win gets out of the door with a sigh.


as expected, win gets scolded right after pete asks him so sit by the chair inside his office and he can't help but drop his stares on the ground.

"look at me when i'm talking, metawin."

win rapidly looks at pete whose eyebrows are furrowed, hoping it'd alleviate his anger but to no avail. pete just shakes his head.

"you're under my supervision, win. that just means i have to look after you and help you succeed in this field. i have high expectations of you, but you seem to overlook this project i've specifically given to an intern like you just because i put my trust in you."

win bites his lips, "i'm sorry sir. it won't happen again."

"of course, win. it should never happen again. i don't want to see you looking like you're dozing off and obviously not listening to me again, alright? don't make me lose my trust in you." and pete dismisses him.

win gets out of his senior's office with a heavy heart. it's the first time he's seen pete in that manner, like he's truly disappointed and the possibility of pete knowing about bright and win's relationship just increases his fears of totally losing pete's trust. win pushes his tears and heads back to where bright is, needing a warm hug.


he fumbles with his tie as the elevator opens, totally drained. when he opens the door to the meeting room, win's legs become stiffen -- he can't move. seint's hands are clung over bright's neck, leaning closes and closer to bright's lips. before bright can even push seint, someone else's hand already does. seint staggers backward, balancing himself from falling.

"what are you doing to my man?" win asks, his hands clenched on bright's arm.

"getting what's mine back," seint says with a grin on his face.

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