𝙴𝚡𝚝𝚛𝚊 𝟹|𝙲𝚑𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚖𝚊𝚜 𝚂𝚙𝚎𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕 𝙸𝙸 - 𝙳𝚛𝚞𝚗𝚔 𝙱𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝙺𝚒𝚜𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝙶𝚘𝚘𝚍𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝

 

Win Metawin

"Right, anytime," I responded to the now blushing Bright and the clearly loud teasing of our friends around us. Honestly, I don't really know why'd they tease us like this because he's an Alpha who would soon be mated to whoever that the Moon Goddess had prepared for him. If only I am a werewolf, then there'd be a great chance for us to be mates - and yet, at the same time, that's just me dreaming since it would be impossible to have two males being soulmates.

"Good," he replied and stared at the three coupons that he has on hand before giving me a gentle shove with his shoulder, and for the millionth time, my cheeks were just on fire and I'm sure that I wouldn't be able to hide it anytime soon. And it wouldn't go away either.

Drake took the last gift from the table before all of us erupted into a wave of loud laughter because he had a mug with Chase's face printed on it, a good joke which he just shrugged his shoulders at. Chase, on the flip side, could die any moment from his boisterous laughter while the rest of us were also on the verge of losing our air any time soon. Why would he do that? Well, that's Chase and we should be expecting that from him since he does that every single year. Last year, it was Sky who received a planner with Chase's still images on every page. My dear sister-in-law actually loved it because she kinda has a thing for Chase, and I bet Chase feels the same way for her - but we'd never know who's going to be mated to them in the future.

The night carried on as usual, and it was almost as if the males were drunk to the core. Even Bright, whom we considered as our heavy drinker was drunk himself, and I was having a mental breakdown because of it. Because he was sitting next to me, and I'd been the receiving end of his flirting right now. Not that he was flirting, but I'd assume that he was because his hands never left my waist for even just a mere second, and my whole body was now burning from the thought of being this close to him. I know, he's just drunk and probably doesn't know what he's doing, but that doesn't mean that I can't at least enjoy this little form of doting if I could even call it that. However, it made me wonder if it was someone else, would he be doing the same thing? Would he hold that someone like this? Or would he even crowd that someone else's space that they'd look like they're glued to each other just like we are now?

I don't even want to think anymore.

It was almost 2 in the morning and everyone else was already half-awake on the couch, almost cuddling each other because clearly, they don't know what they've been doing. And them drinking to their heart's content since it wasn't a school day the next day, and add the fact that it was a celebration so drinking was okay for the adults.

Bright leaned his head on my shoulder, and I was just playing Temple Run on my phone making sure to not accidentally wake him up. I was so engrossed with my game when I heard a faint groan from the male beside me making me pause my run, and cast a glance at Bright.

"Hmm, I'm drunk," he mumbled before chuckling cutely with that flushed cheeks. "I need to go to bed now. Will you...help me?"

Bright's eyes were sparkling and he was pouting, he was too adorable that my heart almost leaped out of my chest from the sudden cuteness in front of me. I gulped down hard before giving him a slight nod, and he giggled once more before standing up to his full height. And me doing some mental pep talk inside my head that I hope he wasn't reading because that would be embarrassing and I don't want to be humiliated in front of the incoming Alpha. My incoming Alpha.

"Help me?" He said wobbling on the steady floor when he noticed that I was still rooted on the couch, I tweaked from the sudden voice interrupting my thoughts. Seeing his state, I hurriedly stood up to my own full height because I'd be damned if he falls face-first from swaying around too much. With trembling hands, I wrapped one hand on his waist to hoist him up and guided his hand around my neck.

"Third floor, can you make it?" I asked and he nodded sloppily with another pout. My heart died for a moment and I looked anywhere but his face as I guided him all the way to his room.

It was a good thing that I am quite familiar here at the packhouse since I've been here a million times because of Sky, and when Luna Maeve would ask me to help him to bake something for the pups. Anyways, for someone drunk - Bright's not that heavy that we were able to reach the end of the hallway where his room was located. I punched in the code for his room and twisted the knob open for entry. How did I know his code? Oh, he mentioned it to me once and it wasn't that difficult to remember because it's his birthdate.

Once inside, I helped him on his bed carefully as if he was the most fragile being in the entire universe in my whole existence - he is. Bright sprawled as soon as his back hit the soft mattress and I giggled to myself because he was so adorable, and his sleeping face was too angelic to look at. I unconsciously stood there for more seconds than I had expected myself to do. Snapping out of my trance, I cautiously removed his shoes because sleeping with them would be too uncomfortable. Done with that, I looked at him and debated whether I should also take his clothes off or just let him be with it. Breathing deep, I lowered myself and started to unbutton his shirt when I felt a grip on my wrist making me yelp from surprise.

"Why? Why are you undressing me?" Bright asked with his eyes half-way open matching his husky, baritone voice that shook my whole body.

"S-s-sorry, I just thought that it would be uncomfortable when sleeping. Uhm...I'll just uhm...l-l-leave you now," slowly, I backed away but Bright's hand was still gripping me tightly that I cannot even go anywhere. "Y-y-you can let me go now."

"I'm sorry, but you can't undress me," he said almost in a whisper. "Win would get mad if he'd find out," he stared at me for a second and smiled, finally recognizing me perhaps.

"Hi, Win!"

I stood there - fazed, dumbfounded, having a mini heart attack, mind flipping million times, biting my bottom lip until it was raw, and my knees finally lost their strength that I slumped on the floor with my face buried on one palm. Did I just hear him clearly? Did he just say that I'd be mad if I'd found out about someone else undressing him? What? What the heck is happening right now and why am I even on the floor with cheeks feeling crisp to the max? And my heart, oh my dear heart, why are you beating so loudly that it's making me feel light-headed?

"Oh," Bright suddenly said, as he sat on the bed erect with me still on the floor with too much tingling in my body. "I want to go up there," he pointed at the ceiling making me look up with a raised eyebrow and confused brain.

"Let's go up there, the rooftop. Come, Win. Come with me."

"No, you're drunk."

Without second thoughts, he moved out of the bed wobbling and me being pulled up with him and we made our way out of his room. Into another room, by the other end of the hallway until we were both facing a swirling staircase which I assumed leads to the rooftop that he said. We were on the third floor and this packhouse has five-floors, so does that mean we'd have to climb the stairs to reach our destination?

"Can you climb? You're drunk," I said, and he whirled into my direction whilst giving my temple a gentle peck - how many times have I died tonight? I actually lost count.

"I am not drunk."

"That's what a drunk person would say. You know what, let's just stop here and go back to your room. I still have to clean the -- h-h-hey! Stop shoving your face to mine," I stuttered and backed away a little, and Bright leaned in a bit closer to me

"Ah, you're drunk. Your face is red, come' on drunk Win! Drunk Bright wants to see the stars!!" He exclaimed playfully making me snicker, after of course pulling myself back together.

Without delay, we were climbing the stairs and Bright was just happily giggling and me just shaking my head in amusement. Is he really drunk? How could he even climb this staircase right now? Just when I finished throwing that question, Bright missed the step and almost fell face-first but I was even quicker to pull him towards me making him laugh out loud.

"Goodness! Please be careful!" I shouted and he laughed even more. "I won't be taking care of your drunk ass from now on," I huffed and poked his cheeks.

Bright giggled before he pulled me again to climb, and finally, after many stumbles that we both did we reached our destination and we were on top of the roof - like literally. We looked up at the blanket of stars that stretched to infinity making the night sky aglow from its bewitching beauty. A pale crescent moon that shone like a silvery claw in the vast night sky with the occasional rustling of the leaves around us. The chilly winter doesn't seem to be of importance as of the moment, as the wonder around me sent a warm and fuzzy feeling in my heart.

"You like it?" Bright inquired making me whip my head to him with a big nod. He chuckled lightly before spreading himself on the floor and tapping the empty space beside him. Being the obedient Win that I am, I sat next to the lying Bright as we both were just staring at the sky. There was a sudden movement from my side and the male was now sitting with his legs still spread on the roof, and leaning backward with both hands as support for his weight.

"This is a nice place."

"Yeah, it's where I usually stay when I want to be away from all the pressures of the world, like maybe being tagged as the incoming Alpha of the pack. And handling the business, too," Bright's voice sounded a tad sad. I clutched my knees against my chest and used them to prop my head all the while looking at him. Is he sober now?

"You don't want to handle the pack?"

"I do, but it's making me overwhelmed when people remind me of it. Sometimes, I want to just be completely free from all of those responsibilities. But at the same time, I want to be with the pack members and be able to guide them in the future. What do you think should I choose, Win?"

Bright did the same thing as I did. I smiled. "We'd love to have you as our Alpha, but if you don't want to then we'd perfectly understand. But just in case you'd do, throw away all the worries and just put your heart into it - then maybe, just maybe, it'll lift whatever burden you have inside your heart."

"Will you..." Bright paused and stared into the nothingness in front of us, while I stared at his face. "Will you stay with me with whatever decision I choose to do?"

Instinctively, I scooted closer to Bright until our shoulders were touching and I playfully bumped him making him cast a glance at me with a worried expression plastered all over his face. Without thinking too much, I palmed one side of his cheek and brushed the pad of my thumb whilst he shut his eyes.

"I would stay with you, whatever path you choose to take," I mumbled.

Bright's eyes were now wide open, and he offered me a sheepish smile before wrapping my wrist with his hand and played with my fingers. "Thanks, that means a lot. I never shared this with anyone, not even to Sky because I know that she'd be making a big fuss about it. I still have three years to decide, but it's already good to know that you'd be there for me. Thank you."

"Always," I replied.

For a moment, the whole world seemed like it wasn't moving as our eyes connected, and his fingers that were once playing with my fingers were now looped together. The warmth of his palm radiated on my own, sending the same on my cheeks - and into my heart, as Bright's face was mere inches to mine. His eyes bounced from my eyes down to my lips, and it lingered there as my own sight lingered on his lips - sending another tingle in my system. With a slight nudge, we both leaned in closer to each other, inching the gap between us into minute one. I can feel his warm breath trickling on my bottom lip and my heart's rhythm became uncharted when his nose gently poked on my cheek.

Before I could even snap out of the moment, a pleasurable heat brushed against my cheek with a slight peck on the side of my lips making me shut my eyelids close by themselves. A shiver ran down my spine when his warm hands were on either side of my cheek with careful caresses, and I opened my eyes to see him already staring at me with a small curl on his lips. The loud thumping of my heart could be heard clearly amidst the growing silence between us, and my eyes were still on his lips. Damn, he's really handsome.

"Ah, I'm so drunk," Bright said in his masculine voice, almost sounded like a whisper as he found the crook of my neck where his face was buried. "Very drunk," he added.

Feeling the same guilt for almost allowing myself to bask in that particular moment, I soothed him with gentle rubbing on the back before I lightly push him tearing us apart. With a confused look that appeared on his face, I playfully pinched his cheeks making him dramatically act like he was hurt.

"Ow," he pouted and I snickered.

Bright's drunk, that I should think about, and whatever he did was purely out of the alcohol that was inside his body - making him do things that he shouldn't have done, and might regret later on. Besides, I don't want to be selfish and rob him of the opportunity to have a normal family in the future - that I cannot give him. And no matter how much I like and adore him, I cannot simply act out of my own wants. I am his friend, and it should stay that way. With a heavy heart, I stood up to my full height and offered him my hand.

"Yes, you're drunk and we shouldn't have done that. Let's just forget that it happened. Come on, let me send you back into your room so you could sleep," I said with a smile. His mouth opened as if he wanted to say something, but closed it into a tight line. A resigned but also a comical look appeared in that lovely ocean-blue eyes that always left me in a trance.

"Okay," he grabbed my hand and helped himself stand up until we were both erect on the floor. Bright held my hand firmly and I gazed at him questioningly. "But just so you know, I am not nearly as drunk as you think I am. I've been sober enough since earlier and can remember all of these."

Don't say that.

"Uhm..."

"That's fine. Thank you for the pleasant night. Thanks for the company."

I agreed reservedly. Can it get any more awkward than this? With much disappointment plastered all over his face, Bright lets my hand go as he made his way back into the stairs that we climbed earlier while I stood there feeling utterly dumbfounded. Surely, I was never the sharpest pencil in the case, and sometimes, I just say things that I'd regret later on. And this would be one of those but I don't want to.

"Bright!" I called out and he whirled back in my direction, with one foot on the step. I walked briskly to where he was standing, and without any hesitation - wrapped him in an embrace. Bright wrapped one hand on me to pull me closer to him, and I tore myself away from him so I could look him in the eye.

"I'm sober, too. And I'd remember this night with you."

Bright smiled. Lifted my hand towards his lips, and imprinted a peck on my knuckles sending me into another form of blush. But this time, I didn't pull away and just savored the moment until he looked at me with that wide smile on his face shining so much. Exactly at this moment, when I had let my guard down, Bright palmed the back of my neck and landed a soft kiss on my forehead taking me by surprise. And my legs ended up being a marshmallow.

With a sexy beam, he concluded. "Thank you. Let me take you to the guest room so you could sleep. It is already quite late and I have stolen a lot of your time." He looped our fingers together as we made climbed down the stairs and into the guest room that he promised just earlier.

Once outside the room, Bright hesitantly lets my hand go but he still did.

"Goodnight, Win. See you in the morning."

"Goodnight, my Alpha. Thank you for tonight and see you in the morning."