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Shortly after the nurse finished her duty to prepare the room for Vino, the nurse left the room.
And that's where the right time for the two of them to enter the room.
Tristan and Bryant were silent as they entered the room together.
Tristan quickly sat on the chair beside Vino's bed, on the right.
Meanwhile, Bryant also sat in a chair to the left of Vino's bed.
"Stay Strong Vin! Let's go home together again!" Tristan said while stroking Vino's hair gently.
"Stop, please don't hold him!" Tristan said to Bryant who was about to hold Vino's left hand.
Bryant who heard these words could only be silent and obeyed what was said by Tristan.
He could not dodge or rebel against what Tristan had forbidden. Because if that happened, it was certain that Bryant would be expelled by Tristan.
So Bryant decided to follow what Tristan said.
The two of them were silent and didn't say anything while they were in Vino's room after Tristan forbade Bryant.
The room became silent, there were only stares that had not been separated from the past.
Tristan and Bryant's eyes, which were focused on Vino, had not been separated from ten minutes ago.
Bryant began to secretly smuggle his hand under the blanket just to be able to hold Vino's hand.
Bryant did this very carefully, for fear that Tristan would find out what he was doing.
"Vin gets well soon, I'm sorry for being so presumptuous that it made you like this. But don't worry, I will never do anything presumptuous to you again, don't worry. I'll ask you first. And the good news is that I don't think I'll ever be able to eat seafood again, but I'm glad that I get to feel the same way as you. At least we're both the same right now. Don't be angry with me, Vin. I love you so much Vino! Get well soon!'
Bryant couldn't help but think about those words as he gently stroked Vino's left hand.
'phone rings'
The sounds rang loudly from inside Tristan's trouser pocket, Tristan immediately rushed out of the room to pick up the phone which turned out to be from his mother.
What is she doing the calling, I hope she doesn't ask something weird!
Tristan thought before picking up the phone from his mother.
"Hey Mam"
"Hey honey, how are you?"
"Am Fine, how are mom & dad there?" Tristan asked immediately making a topic.
"That's fine, of course, Mom, it's still a long time coming home, sorry, because there's another schedule change!"
"is okay, mama, take care of your health there, greetings to papa too!"
"Yes dear, oh yes, where is Vino, how come the cellphone is not active?"
"A..."
At that moment Tristan was immediately confused to find an excuse when his mother asked about Vino's whereabouts.
"Ahh, Vino was studying in a group at his friend's house, yes his friend's house. Don't worry, Tristan will tell you later!" It was clear Tristan was trying not to panic about what he was talking about.
I'm sorry, I lied to my mother.
"Okay, then mom wants to continue with the meeting, okay. Love you, dear!"
"Okay, love you too!"
Tristan immediately breathed a sigh of relief, when his mother hung up the phone...
While in the room, Bryant who got the golden opportunity would not waste it.
He gently stroked Vino's hair, and then Bryant kissed Vino's forehead for a long time.
"Vin gets well soon, I love you! Don't get sick again, okay?" Bryant whispered.
But the moment didn't last long. Suddenly when Bryant heard the door open, he quickly distanced himself from Vino.
And sit down again.
Tristan, who entered the room, was still busy fiddling with his cellphone.
Bryant who saw that could only be silent as he watched Tristan enter the room until he sat beside Vino's bed again.
"Sorry, didn't want to interfere, who just called?" Ask Bryant
"Hmmm, mommy!" Tristan replied curtly.
"Oh, where is she? Does she know that Vino is here!"
"Mom is out of town, there's no way I can tell Mom, later I can be really worried there! So I said that Vino was studying in groups!"
Tristan explained briefly while still focusing on his HP.
"Aren't you coming home?" Tristan added and looked straight at Bryant.
"Hmmm I'm okay here, I also want to be responsible for what I've done to him!" Bryant explained as he gave Tristan a sad expression.
"That's good then if you feel like it! Here's your WhatsApp number!" Tristan said as he handed his cellphone to Bryant.
"Hmm, what do you do?" Ask Bryant
"I want to go home first, take clothes, and bring food from home, and I have to monitor Vino wherever I am. And I also have to monitor you, don't until you mess with him!" Tristan explained as he threw his cellphone at Bryant.
"Ah ok!" Bryant answered while catching the cellphone that was thrown by Tristan.
Tristan's cell phone was unlocked, and just as Bryant was about to save his number, he was silent for a moment.
Bryant was silent because he saw the wallpaper photo used by Tristan was a photo of Tristan together with Vino who was in the room together.
What makes it strange is that the photo was taken when Vino was seen sleeping in Tristan's arms.
"Hey, not yet!"
Bryant was immediately taken aback when Tristan asked him in a slightly high-pitched tone.
"Yeah, you want to write this again!"
"So long!"
Bryant quickly wrote his WhatsApp number and immediately gave his cellphone back to Tristan.
Shortly after that Tristan immediately stood up and prepared to go home to get some change of clothes and food.
"Watch out for all kinds of things with my little brother!"
Tristan said as he walked in a whisper next to Bryant's ear.
Bryant, who heard that, was silent and didn't move an inch.
After that Tristan immediately left the room.
Bryant didn't budge not because of the words Tristan said.
But he was silent with a blank stare ahead was because he had just seen the photo which was a bit unnatural for brothers.
What's going on? Do the two of them have a special relationship? Do they sleep together?
But if so, why is Vino so comfortable sleeping in Tristan's arms using the same blanket!
Bryant thought.
Bryant couldn't clear his mind, even though he had been trying to think positively about the wallpaper just now, Bryant's thoughts were now hard to compromise.
And what Bryant had in mind was.
'What kind of relationship do they have!'
That was the only sentence that had bothered Bryant ever since.
His right hand gripped Vino's left hand tightly while looking at Vino with a meaningful look.
"Vin, do you two have a special relationship? Between you and your brother?"
Bryant asked Vino, who was still lying unconscious.