"What you're not gonna say anything?" Bright mocked.

Win didn't know what to do. All these years he never knew Bright could be so scary, the tension in the room made Win feel small. And he's never felt small before.

Bright, not waiting for an answer, grabbed Win and tossed him on the bed as he hovered over him.

Wins heart sped up.

I am not letting this twink push me around.

Win started thrashing around and laying punches on Bright's chest, but Bright didn't move. He stayed silent and watched the younger until he calmed down.

"GET THE FUCK OFF OF ME!" Win screamed.

"You want that?" Bright asked.

Win hesitated before he answered

"Yes"

"You hesitated"

"I don't care get off of me, I don't like you near me or touching me"

Bright smiled as he looked over the younger.

"You're hard"

Wins eyes widened. He didn't want to believe it he didn't want to know, but he felt his pants get tighter as he layed under Bright.

Bright leaned down to align his mouth with Wins ear.

"Do you want me to help you?"

Win blinked and gulped down his saliva.

I am not going to give in.

"No. Get off of me." Win warned. But bright didn't listen. He pushed himself down on top of Win and started kissing his neck.

"S-Stop" Win whispered.

"Don't lie Win" Bright said taking his head out from Win's neck. "You've been wanting me like I've been wanting you."

"T-Thats not t-true" Win breathed out.

But the truth was Bright was right. All Win could think about after the first time they kissed was Bright, and how he wanted him to kiss him again.

Win would never admit it but he craved for Bright, he wanted him to dominate him as he did before.

"Look at me and say it then."

Win gulped again. He was trying to get the courage to look at Bright, to tell him he didn't want him. But Win wasn't much of a liar he was always able to get out of situations before he had to lie. If he lied he wouldn't look the person in the eye.

Win, deep down, wanted to tell the truth but he was scared. He bullied Bright for 2 years straight. Called him names, beat up him, made his life hell. And now after a small kiss, the older was all over him. Win questioned his actions.

"Win," Bright said softly and it made Wins heart flutter.

"Why are you doing this?" Win asked "I've hurt you for years! Why are you trying so hard for this? Don't you hate me?"

"I-" Bright sighed as he got off of Win.

"I'll grab my stuff and go. " Bright unlocked the door and ran out the room.

Win laid there looking at the door. He missed the warmth Bright gave to him but he was too stubborn to admit it.

After a minute of staying in his room, he looked out his window and saw Bright walking down the sidewalk.

Win couldn't tell if Bright was sad or not but he knew that he probably wouldn't speak to him in school tomorrow.

*

"Win!" Krit yelled coming inside the house.

"In here" Win yelled from the kitchen.

After taking his shoes off and putting his work stuff away, Mr. Metawin walked into the kitchen to see his son eating dinner.

"How was your afternoon," Krit asked as he wiggled his eyebrows

Win rolled his eyes as he got up to get another glass of lemonade for his dad.

"It was fine" Win blankly said

"Just fine?" Krit asked, "Why do you seem angry then?"

Krit knew his son. Even if Win didn't show many emotions krit was still able to read and pick up on if his son was distressed.

"I'm fine dad, really." Win smiled "I'm just tired"

"Oh okay, now tell me the truth"

Win looked at his Dad. He didn't want to lie but it would have been hard to explain what happened.

"Is this about Bright? Today you said he was there for you, did you guys fight afterward?" Krit questioned

"It's complicated," Win said handing his Dad his food plus lemonade.

"A lot of things are complicated, Win. Just try your best to explain" krit encouraged

"Yes, we fought" Win sighed "And we only fought because.."

"Because what? He kissed you or something?"

Win slowly shook his head yes but stopped to turn to his Dad with a terrified look on his face.

His Dad had stood up squealing like a little girl as he danced.

"MY SON HAD HIS FIRST KISS OH MY GODHHHHH!!!"

Wins face heated up and he started lightly hitting his dad on his bicep.

"D-Dad stopppp" Win whined

"I'm sorry son, im just so happy for you" krit started wiping away his fake tears

"Well don't be because im never going to have a relationship with him" Win stabbed at his food

"What? Why? Is he not gay? He told me he was. He even seemed like hed be a top too" krit ranted

"OH MY GOSH DAD STOP" Win yelled

"Sorry sorry but you need to tell me why you guys wouldn't date. Why'd he kissed you? Or did you kiss him?"

Win gave his dad a guilty look. His dad knew about how Win would act at school, and Win was punished for it as well. His Dad didn't think violence was a way to do things in life.

"Tell me Win....he said you bullied him is it true?"

Win nodded his head and krit let out a large sigh

"WIN" Krit screamed "why did you bully my future son-in-law? Now when your children hear about this they may think the only way to getting the person you like is by beating them up"

"W-What?? N-No he is not your future son in law and we aren't having children" Win affirmed

"Well then why did you bully him? Everyone else you explained to me how they were the ones to provoke you but I've never heard of this Bright boy before." Krit took a sip of his lemonade as he waited for an answer.

"I don't know" Win mumbled "he just annoyed me the first time I saw him. I was going to leave him alone but I saw him more around school and that annoyed me too, then the little things he did also annoyed me so I just started picking at him"

Win looked up to see his Dad smiling

"What?" Win asked confused by his fathers look

"Can you tell me what he did exactly that annoyed you?"

Win thought for a second and without thinking he started speaking

"Well, whenever he laughed I would feel weird and that annoyed me. when he smiled, when he was with his friend and that guy would be all over him, when he would pinch his fingers when having to speak to other people, how he kept to himself never sparing a glance at anyone, how he would never speak back to me when I hit him, the way he combed his hand through his hair, his different facial expressions, the wa-"

"Don't you see it Win?" Krit beamed

Win stopped talking to process his fathers words.

"See what?"

Krit groaned and slumped down in his chair

"You're fucking in love with him"