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
Ash woke up next morning and found himself naked and wrapped with Bright under the silk sheets on their bed. Bright breath brushed against Ash perfectly skin and that feeling made the his tickle. As he recalled what happened last night, he got up with a jerk and pulled himself away from Bright. He was angry, hurt and annoyed with himself for having given in on the feelings that he had spent a month avoiding."He couldn't be a leader and your boyfriend...Ash!", he spoke to himself as he saw Bright sleeping peacefully. "You weren't his priority then, and you wouldn't be, now...how could you do this to yourself", he pulled his hair as he rubbed his head.He curled his hands in a fist as he put on his clothes in frustration and left the mansion without waking up Bright.Ash cleaned himself when he reached his office and then had a training session with the recruits to burn his anger down. One of the new recruits came out of the session
The Cabinet meeting went smoothly. Both the Leaders listened to the worries of the Cabinet representatives and came up with solutions to some issues and need for further discussion on the other. Once everyone left, Bright followed Ash back to his room. Ash suitcase was open on the bed and he was placing his shirts inside from his closet. He had noticed Bright in the room but chose not to react to it."Type told me some interesting facts...", Bright leaned on the door. "About this proposed trip to China...obviously!""About the mission? I knew it! It's not as dangerous as Type thinks. I'll be back before you know it. I just have to catch a gang. It's nothing I haven't done before.""Yeah, I would have believed you any other time...but!", Bright sighed. "Ash ..your father didn't want Type to go on the mission. Do you need further proof of how fatal this could be?""Every day in the battlefield
It was a welcome surprise for Type and Man as they observed Bright tightly holding Ash hand in both of his hands as driver open the car for Ash . Bright was leaning on Ash hand not wanting to let him walk into the most dangerous mission of the Ash life. Ash softly let him go as he hugged Type and then Man."I need my brother back, Ash. Do not mess with it!",Type had tears in his eyes as he pulled his brother into a hug.Sia also gave him a short hug, "Stay safe". Ash turned to Bright and crossed the distance between them with long steps. Once he was in Bright vicinity, he held Bright hand and made circles on the back of Bright palm with his thumb. Bright held up Ash hand rubbing their wedding ring."Stay out of trouble, Ash", he smiled and kissed their wedding ring. "I'll wait for you right here", he smiled and placed a small kiss on Ash cheek."I look forward to our talk", Ash smiled.
Bright woke up the next day before Ash did. He groaned a bit as the hard mattress of the infirmary had sprained his muscles. He turned to look at Ash who was peacefully asleep, and Bright flinched as he felt how much discomfort his husband must have been considering all those tubes running inside his chest. He stroked Ash hair away from his forehead and planted a kiss on it. Ash opened his eyes and they shined as they saw Bright so close to him. Bright ' lips curved into a very endearing smile."Morning", Bright whispered cupping Ash face. Ash blinked and leaned in on Bright hands taking in how his husband felt."How do you feel?", Bright whispered. Ash nodded softly."Hmm", he tried to talk."Hey...don't speak! You'll disturb these tubes that are lodged inside you", Bright sighed.He was lovingly caressing Ash forehead when Type walked in. "Morning!", h
Bright was leaving for his day when he walked into Jones in the hallways of the mansion ."Mr. Bright . How is Ash doing? I hope he is recovering well!""Well, he is...actually. Considering everything", Bright glared."Mr Bright ?", Jones sensed the taunt in Bright' voice."Yeah. I mean, do you really care though?", Bright was furious."Excuse me?", Jones was offended."You made sure your favourite son didn't go to the mission but willingly let Ash into that trap? Who knows what could have happened to him in the field. This is the second time you've messed with me, Jones and as kind as I may look, I do not appreciate treachery""I didn't want Ash to go to the mission, Mr Bright. I knew it was risky! I just couldn't...""Well, you didn't do anything to pull Ash out. Did you? In fact, you w
Bright straightened his clothes and open the door.. the frame of the doorway for support and his head was dropped down from heavy breathing. The nasal cannula was carefully lodged in Ash nose and there was a backpack in place of his quiver that housed the oxygen cylinder. Type let him go as Bright slipped his hand on Ash waist."Welcome, home", he smiled as he led Ash to the couch and made him sit. He was out of breath and leaned back closing his eyes. Bright stroked Ash chest as Type dropped his luggage."I'll leave now, Bright . You take good care of my brother", he smiled and waved as he walked out."Hey...do you feel okay?", Bright asked as he saw Ash take deep and noisy breaths. He loosened the buttons of Ash shirt to give his chest space to expand."I just...feel a little", Ash replied opening his eyes. He was sweating a little and Bright could feel that it too
Ash had almost recovered from his injuries and he even had started going to the work. Bright made sure Ash didn't leave his desk all the time but the rest was okay. He was still tethered to his cannula and oxygen cylinder but it didn't bother Ash all that much now. He moved around quite comfortably. And according to his reports, he was gonna get rid of his respirators in roughly 10 days. Ash was quite happy about it even though he couldn't go on missions for another month or so, according to Type orders.Things had been great when it came to him and Bright , too. They hadn't still talked about everything and Bright had made it clear that they would talk once Ash was feeling better. He didn't want to burden Ash with any other drama and wanted him to focus on his recovery. Now that Ash had recovered and could move around without losing breath or needing someone most of the times, he and Bright knew that it was time to so
"Good...I just, can I sit for a while", Ash huffed as Bright pulled away and saw Ash struggling with his breath. "Bright , I was so scared...", he started to speak again but his voice lost volume as he started wheezing rather heavily that caught Bright ' attention."Ash! Are you...no, just...let's just get back to the couch", Bright panicked and carefully walked Ash to the couch. Bright made Ash sit and lean back to rest and he checked Ash oxygen tank."When did you last change this tank?", Bright asked as he shook the tank and found it lighter than usual."Uhh, I don't remember...", Ash was out of breath and Bright ran inside to replace the cylinder with the spare he had brimy for emergency. He rushed back and saw Ash closing his eyes and fainting."No, Ash...wake up!", Bright patted his cheek as he dialled Type."Type, I need you to listen to me carefully. Ash is out of breath and I've repla