Bright woke up next morning when a strong breeze displaced the curtains and the sunlight shined bright in his eyes. He stretched and saw that the breeze came from the balcony whose door was open. Ash was awake. Bright got up and rubbed his eyes to clear his vision when he saw Ash who was adjusting his thigh holsters while it rested on the sofa. In his half-asleep state, Bright forgot the trouble in their paradise and wanted to greet Ash when suddenly realization dawned upon him and he sighed, "Never mind". He whispered, rather loudly, attracting Ash attention. On any other day, Ash lips usually curved into a smile seeing Bright but today, he stared at him blankly.
"If I don't move in with you, people will start talking", Ash broke the silence between them.
"I can't move in your place with you...if that's what you're getting at", Bright rolled his eyes. Ash gritted his teeth together and straightened himself up.
"I didn't ask you to. I'll bring in my bags in the evening. I hope that should not be an issue for you, beacuse I know you have a new girl or boy to fuck every night don't worry I will not disturb you ", Ash smirked.
"You still have the keys...to my place ?", Bright asked getting up from the bed and pulling on his robe.
"I do.", Ash shrugged and groped for the keycard.
"I spoke to the manager last night and the suite is booked for 2 more nights", Bright informed as Ash poured coffee into a mug.
"Two more nights?", Ash took a deep breath as he placed his palm on his cheek.
"Fine. Let's play along. We're already too far ahead!", Ash sighed. "I'll see you here in the evening then!", Ash looked at Bright who was adjusted his robe.
Bright nodded while tying the knot of the robe and then looked at Ash . Their eyes looked as if they had been looking at strangers...not two people who were so in love with each other.
Ash finished his coffee and then grabbed the keycard. "I'll keep this ", he pushed the card in his pocket and grabbing his jacket, made his way to the door.
"Stay out of...", Bright called out to Ash out of habit. He'd always say this to the Ash before their breakup (please stay away from every danger love). Ash shut his eyes as they warmed up with tears while Bright couldn't complete his statement. Both of them froze in their positions for a few seconds before Ash rushed out and banged the door behind him.
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Type waited for Ash in his office. He was pacing up and down the room when he heard Type enter the room. He took out his keycard and rolled his eyes at Type , "The Palace Hotel...really Type ?", he frowned throwing the card on the table.
"How was it?", he joined his hands together and looked at Ash with hopeful eyes.
"It's the PALACE HOTEL. Of course, it was great", Ash yelled.
"Not the hotel, Ash .... I meant your night...your first night!", he smiled. Ash pressed his lips together in frustration.
"None of your business, Type"
"Ash!"
"Type ..I have work to do. I can't sit around and dream about my first night!"
"So it was that good?", Type eyes gleamed.
"IT WAS NOTHING, TYPE. NOTHING HAPPENED. WE REACHED AND SLEPT...THAT'S IT!", Ash almost alerted the entire mansion with that volume. He was surprised at his own frustration. "Now, would you get me the details on the attack from 2 nights ago or not?", Ash ordered.
"I'll get it...in a bit. I am sorry", his voice broke into soft whisper as s
he felt Ash anger and he ran out before it further escalated.
Ash fisted the table really hard as Type left. He closed his eyes tried to drink his anger away but his wedding kept flashing in his mind every time he shut his lids. Pushing away the documents behind, he sat on his chair with a noise and held his head with his hands as his breaths normalized.
"Good evening, Mr Ash. When should I expect you and your groom at the Tavern on 51?", the Manager greeted Ash as the latter made his way to his suite after his day at the Mansion."Tavern...for what?", Ash narrowed his brows."You have a table booked under your name...you and Mr. Bright ", the Manager sighed."Of course, how can I forget!", Ash faked a smile. "I'll have a word with Mr.Bright about when we will come down for the evening...", Ash shrugged."Sure, Mr. Ash. I hope you like whatever we've planned for you!", the Manager smiled. Ash curved his lips into a forceful grin as he walked to the elevator rubbing his temple. What had he gotten himself into?Ash walked in their suite which was covered in darkness. Bright hadn't returned from his day. Ash relaxed not finding his husband in their honeymoon suite and removed his jacket throwing it on the table. Heat
"How did you get so drunk!", Ash complained as he dragged Bright to the bathroom and made him sit."Alex didn't stop me...also why am I explaining this to you.", Bright complained as he started removing his rings. "Wait...I wanna throw up", Bright stopped and vomited all over Ash chest. Ash gritted his teeth together as he rubbed Bright ' back."Great", he grumbled as his lips pressed together."Honestly, not even sorry", Bright covered his mouth as he saw Ash struggle with his dirty shirt."YOU...come with me!", Ash pulled Bright up and dragged him to the tap. "Clean yourself", he ordered as he turned on the shower and stood below it...washing his neck and hands. Bright played with the tap water for a bit until his eyes wandered to Ash who had removed his t-shirt and was rubbing his chest with bath gel. The sweet smell of cinnamon intoxicated Bright as he trudged to Ash and stood in front of
"Stupid Alex", Bright croaked in his morning voice opening his eyes to the bright sunlight. He stretched and felt muscles around which is when he saw him. Ash was asleep next , one of his hands on his abdomen and the other stretched out in Bright direction. Bright found it hard to focus amidst the headache but he understood that he had spent the night sleeping on Ash arm. The embarrassment surrounded him as he rubbed his eyes trying to remember all that he had done to annoy his husband and his best friend.Ash felt the weight lift from his arm and his eyes shot open defensively. He didn't have a sound sleep because Bright woke up a couple of times because of nightmares. "Bright", he spoke automatically as he woke up. Bright was still rubbing his forehead when he heard Ash call him. "Yeah...?", he replied. "Did you have a nightmare again?", Ash asked stretching his arms."No. I just woke up", Bright muttered and got up from the bed.
"Father , Mr.Bright and I have taken all the necessary steps to ensure the survival of all the clans here in the city. I don't think the white Dragon should have anything to worry about", Ash turned to Jones who was seated on Ash chair."This political alliance with the Black dragon is very unlikely to stand. They will never accept our peace offerings", Jones curled his hands into a fist."Well, they will have a good reason to not trust us. The white dragon has been lying to them ever since the war were discovered and God knows maybe before that too. It's quite natural for them to have doubts. However, Type and I are doing everything in our power to ensure transparency and honesty among all the group's that inhabit Thailand""Ash is quite right", Bright walked in on the conversation.Jones got up and greeted him with an expression of shame and guilt on his face. The last time they'd seen each other, Jones had ordere
1 hour later:-"Thank you for coming", Ash spoke as he collected the documents that were scattered on the coffee table."Of course. Also, I was at my mansion before this and I cleaned up the guest room for your work. You can set up your office there, if you'd like. I'll put in extra care to prevent any Black dragon from interfering with your work""I don't take work home but I'd definitely like a small place to work. And there's no place in the world that is inaccessible to you so I am just going to have to place my trust in you that you won't interfere in my life as I won't in yours", Ash shrugged."Type got your things settled in the room", Bright tried to hide the heartbreak in his voice."Good. I'll come to the mansion tomorrow after work. We still have one day of booking left in the Hotel", Ash sat on his chair and opened a file.
"I am going to London for the week", Bright announced to Ash as he was getting ready for the mansion."Ok?", Ash said . He was not sure why Bright was telling him this but he nodded anyway."I am sure my people's won't bother you but if they do, here's the list of what they might need", Bright handed over a long list of names and requirements."Ok. Anything else?", Ash sipped his coffee."No. Do you want something from London?", Bright felt angry at himself for having said something like that but he had just said it."Uhh...no? What would I need?", Ash asked back. Bright gave a weak smile and leave . Ash saw him leave.-------"It's the White Dragon anniversary, Ash. Sound a little excited", Type exclaimed as he they walked through the hallways. "Us anyhow don't celebrate anything. But ton
As Ash and Bright reached the party, Ash softly gestured Bright to walk to the table where his family was seated. Type got up and hugged Bright while Ash got him a plate full of salad and snacks. Bright was not very responsive, owing to the antidote but he obeyed whatever Ash asked him to do. After the party, Ash took Bright to his room and made him lie down on his bed while he got him juice and Pizza. He sat in front of him and stared while Bright finished all the food and then leaned back on the pillows. He was quiet. Ash sighed as he kicked out his shoes and jumped on the bed next to him. Bright was in deep thoughts and it scared Ash that the thoughts might meddle with Bright unstable mind. He had just woken up after being literally poisoned."Tell me about London", Ash asked trying to pull out Bright out of his chain of thoughts. Bright gave a confused look to Ash."What about London?", he asked ba
Days went by and Ash and Bright lived like strangers in Bright Mansion. It became a routine for Ash to wake up before Bright , get ready and leave for the his place. Bright would wake up later to an empty bed, make himself a cup of tea, get ready himself, see the gang and be back in the mansion to find Ash working in the guest room that Bright had converted into Ash office. Type and the other occasionally visited the couple along with Michael and Sia and it wasn't hard for them to notice the tension between them . They had figured that eventually Bright and Ash would come closer setting aside their difference but now, as their one-month wedding anniversary was just around the corner, it seemed that Bright and Ash had lost their love forever.The hostility between the two Leaders had gone down a couple of notches but they still lived like aliens in their own home. They came to the Cabinet meetings separately, went to missions alone and even though they helped eac