'Long nights, daydreams
Sugar and smoke rings, I've been a fool
But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you'

It had been a week since their last.... encounter.

And Win was staying after school hours to attend detention the whole week of school.

"Mr. Opas-iamkajorn." The Principal, called loudly.

"Y-Yes sir?" Win stuttered as he broke from his haze.

The Principal sighed, shaking his head.

"This is the 5th time this week that you've been given detention." He said looking at Win.

Win nodded nervously.

"I know you're a very good and diligent student, Mr. Opas-iamkajorn. You're one of the top students of your batch! It affects your merits each time you get detention." The Principal said.

Win looked down guiltily.

"Every single teacher has stated the same reasoning, that you're being inattentive in classes, spacing out and they also said that you seem distracted in class and quite shockingly sometimes even are late. Is everything alright?" The Principal voiced, eyebrows furrowing in concern.

"Yes sir, everything is alright. I'm sorry for my behaviour this whole week. I will try not to repeat it again." Win apologised.

The Principal didn't pry in more and let Win excuse himself.

Win walked out of the Principal's office, sighing.

He's lucky that his parents weren't called or he'd be long dead.

It's not exactly his fault for what's happening.

He's been distracted since the kiss he shared with Bright.

Obviously, like any other clichè, Bright had abruptly broke the kiss and had just went to bed without another word.

And then the next morning, he pretended nothing happened and was back to normal, leaving Win all confused and conflicted and slightly angry.

But Win being Win would never bring up the kiss unless Bright did. But he knows that's impossible.

So he also pretended nothing had happened and they came back home.

Adding more to the clichè, he hadn't even spotted Bright's shadow for the whole week at their stargazing spot.

So now, every single night Win would wonder what would have progressed that night if they hadn't stopped kissing or how differently he could have reacted after Bright broke the kiss like that.

All the results played out in his head differently.

Signs of overthinking. He knows.

This led to long nights of no sleep with Win staring up at his ceiling wall or outside the window just imagining. What could have been or what could have happened. All different scenarios.

And thus the birth of the arriving late to school record.

For the spacing out? It's obvious he was daydreaming.

He would stare at the board, listening to the teacher and then the next second he's imagining the softness of Bright's lips against his, the taste of cigarettes on his tongue and the lingering hint of strawberry.

The way Bright's tongue had caressed his mouth and ferociously he had bitten hard enough to draw blood and how hardly he had kissed Win.

And then the teacher is kindly handing Win a detention slip.

Win walked back home lazily, not really wanting to go back home.

So he stalled and took his time on the way back.

***

Was he too hopeful to wish that Bright would be there at their spot today?

Win looked down at the handmade brownies that he made for himself and brought some so that Bright could taste. If he came, that is.

He reached the spot and sat down, sighing heavily.

No Bright.

Grumpily, he opened the box of brownies and started chewing on one of them.

"Isn't it rude to not share whatever you eat with your friend, who is especially older than you?" A voice said behind Win.

Win whipped his head around and saw Bright, leaning against a wall with a cigarette between his index and middle finger.

"Oh. So you finally had time?" Win commented sarcastically.

"You sound and look like a grumpy 10 year old with all the brownie chewing." Bright replied back and sat down beside Win.

Win glared at him.

"I'm sorry. I was stuck at home, alright? I had to take care of some stuff." Bright said.

"Your apology sounds nice." Win said.

"Come on, share one with me. I am sure they are for me." Bright said and moved to take one from the box.

Win swiftly moved away from Bright.

Bright looked at Win and Win stared back.

Then Bright moved closer and Win moved back.

This went on till Win was stuck between a wall and Bright.

"If you think backing me up to a wall will you get you brownies, then you're extremely wrong." Win said, narrowing his eyes at Bright.

Bright smirked at him and moved his unoccupied arm towards the box.

"Bright." Win suddenly whimpered with a pained expression.

Bright stilled.

"Y-your cigarette." Win whimpered again.

"Shit Win— I'm sorry I—" Bright stuttered and looked at his other hand, holding the cigarette.

Win put in the rest of the brownies in his mouth at the opportunity.

Bright looked up.

"Win!" He yelled and tackled Win, throwing away his cigarette.

Win laughed with his mouth full.

"This is cheating." Bright proclaimed as he tried to make Win open his mouth.

"Shtop!" Win squeaked as he tried moving his head from Bright's grasp.

Bright moved away.

"You're a nuisance." Bright said and lit another cigarette.

Win giggled and finished chewing.

"You deserve it." Win remarked, with a smug expression.

Bright shook his head and blowed out a perfect smoke ring.

"You can do that?" Win asked.

"Yes." Bright replied.

"Wow. So cool." Win said.

"I know." Bright replied, smugly.

Win threw him a dirty look.

"What's your favourite fruit?" Win suddenly asked.

Bright gave him a bewildered look.

"What?" He asked.

"Favourite fruit. Yours." Win repeated.

"Strawberries." Bright replied as he took a last inhale before throwing the cigarette stub on the floor and crushing it with his foot.

Win nodded and slowly pushed something against Bright's side.

Bright looked down and saw the box containing brownies.

"Then strawberry flavour must be your favourite." Win stated, pretending he didn't give Bright anything.

"Mhm. It is." Bright smiled and ruffled Win's hair before he popped the last brownie in his mouth.

It is mine too. But with a hint of cigarettes.

Win gave a pretend annoyed expression.

'Headlights, on me
Racing to 60, I've been a fool
But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like'

"You.... drive..?" Bright asked surprised.

"Yes." Win answered smugly.

"How did I not know before?" Bright asked again, taking in the expensive car infront of him with Win leaning against it.

"Because you never asked and I like being spoiled." Win answered cheekily.

Bright sighed and shook his head.

"Stay in or go out?" Bright asked.

"Hmm..." Win hummed as if thinking.

Bright waited patiently.

"You said something about being very good at driving. Wanna race?" Win asked with sparkling eyes.

"No." Bright bluntly replied.

"Knew you would say that. Of course you won't race, after all you're scared of being defeated by someone who is —'" Win blabbered on.

"Get inside your car, chatterbox." Bright cut him off and got in his car.

Win smirked.

"Ok!" He said and swiftly got inside his car.

"On the count of three." Bright said.

"Ok." Win agreed.

"3."

"2."

"1!"

***

"You cheated!" Win yelled as he got out of his car.

"No one did, babe. You can't win everytime." Bright shrugged as he leaned against his car door.

Win narrowed his eyes at Bright grumpily.

"Fine. Whatever." Win rolled his eyes.

Bright laughed at his childish behaviour.

"What a baby." Bright said.

"I'm not a baby!" Win yelled at him.

"Oh you are." Bright replied.

"No!"

A step closer.

"Yes."

"No I'm not!"

Another step closer.

"Just admit it. It's ok." Bright said in fake comfort.

"I am not a baby! Take it back." Win said, annoyed.

"Prove it." Bright said.

Win covered the distance between them and kissed Bright.

Always my favourite flavour.

'Blue eyes, black jeans
Lighters and candy, I've been a fool
But strawberries and cigarettes always taste like you'

"Let's go shopping." Win suggested out of the blue.

"I'm not paying." Bright replied as he put down the cigarette.

"Come on! It's gonna be fun!" Win whined.

"No, lollipop boy." Bright said and put the cigarette to his mouth again.

"You just don't wanna go because you don't want to pay." Win rolled his eyes and put his strawberry lollipop inside his mouth.

"Of course. Not everybody is rich like you." Bright said looking at Win.

"I just wanted to gift you something." Win said under his breath.

"Why would you want to do that?" Bright asked, confused.

Win looked startled that Bright heard it.

"W-well because you're always wearing those ripped black jeans. And I thought a change in colour would be fine on you."  Win answered.

"This is the most comfortable and one of the best jeans of mine." Bright said, offended.

"Ok." Win shrugged.

"Ok." Bright shrugged back.

***

Win squealed as he rolled in his bed.

A big smile on his face.

He didn't know how or why but Bright had been very.... affectionate today.

They kissed longer than the other times and Bright would keep his hands on Win's thigh or hold his hands.

It's nice.

Then he even have Win his ever charming smile!

Win turned over and screamed into his pillow.

God, he loves Bright.

Win sat up.

"I am in love with Bright." He said out loud in shock.

"I am in love with Bright!" He said a little louder and a bigger smile took over his face.

He could get used to this.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Here you have the second one!

I'm sorry I didn't mention this before but as things have gone back to the pre-covid normal sort of it's going to be tough for me to update often.

I have to focus on my academics more this year than I have for the others so it's hard to write at the same time and I get writer's block pretty often.

This is an age gap story as seen in the last chapter as Win is 19 and Bright is 24.

Don't like it, don't read it.

Please be patient with me for this year because I'm trying my absolute best.

Starting from next chapter more angst. You have been warned. Don't come at me for it later on.

No promises on a happy ending.

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