MewGulf - A collection of short stories.

Ours

January 28, 2021

"It was Gulf's first concert & Mew took extreme measures to support his boyfriend"

-REPOSTED.

-Nsfw 🔞, comedy, fluff

-Takes place during Gulf's Be My Wonderful Emoji Concert

-5243 words

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"Damn it." I can't believe that this is the best plan my doctorate degree can think of. Am I getting too old?

"Boss, are you still good?"

I sighed heavily and tried to recalibrate my thoughts.

"For the sake of love. I am."

The mascot costume is too big, too fussy, and too damn hot. And now I have to imagine how much harder it would get when I put the humongous head-on.

The truth is, I could've just gone to Gulf's concert at a later time and not be bothered with sneaking in. But I know that he's very nervous right now and I didn't want him to dig a hole of self-doubt and worry.

I was honestly surprised when he told me he wanted to do a fan concert to repay his fans for loving a normal guy like him. I don't know if it's his humble, simpleton nature, but, he always seems to think that nothing he does deserve grand gestures of gratitude.

"I don't sing well and I have two left feet. But it's the only thing I can do for them." He still has the same claims since we first met and sometimes it bothers me that he doesn't see his progress like I do.

"Shit. But what if I mess the whole thing up? What if the fans will regret buying the ticket and hate me? What do I do?" He likes to portray himself as someone who doesn't think too much. And most of the time, he doesn't. But when it comes to his work, it's a whole different story.

"Ouch! Phi! I hate it when you do that!" He rubbed the portion of his forehead that I flicked with my finger.

"I hate it when you delve into your negative thoughts too."

"But I'm not as talented as you Phi." I hissed and threatened to hit his forehead again. He moved to the edge of the couch and covered himself.

"I keep telling you no one excels in their first try. It took me years Gulf. Years of workshops and training. So please stop having that mindset. I don't know what you're so worried about. You're even sacrificing our cuddle time for almost three weeks so you can practice." I pouted. It wasn't fair but he loves his job.

"You even warned me to not touch you. Do you know how hard that is?!"

"I'll be limping all day if I let you do that. So NO."

"But you wouldn't even let me kiss you!"

"P'Mew we both know you'll never be satisfied with a kiss." He was right but it's easy to see why I can't hold back.

"But this probably won't hurt." He kissed my cheeks and flashed his cheeky smile.

I took the chance and gently place my hand on his face. I kissed him softly.