1438 | MewGulf ✔

Ch: 7

The two of them didn't continue with the spa since the masseuse kept eyeing Gulf dirtly and kept hitting on him when they were at the lobby. Mew was beyond furious and immediately gets Gulf the hell out of there. "Mew! What are you doing?" Gulf cried as he complains the tight grip on his burnt wrist that just healed.

"You still want to go to the spa when that person was obviously hitting on you?" Gulf's eyes widen in surprise and couldn't help but get his heart thumping louder. He's jealous?

"Let go of my wrist first, it hurts," he whispered and Mew realized what he was doing and quickly lets go. "Sorry" he mumbled and they stood outside near the shore. It was a cold night with the sea breeze accompanying them.

"I'm sory, I'm too dense," Gulf said as he gave a soft chuckle. Mew's anger cooled down as he heard his husband chuckle. "We can always try other spas next time," Mew said as he takes Gulf by the hand. The said man didn't say anything as he lets himself get dragged by the seaside.

His heart actually felt happy at the same time it hurts. Next time? When's that? He thought as he bit his lower lip. Let the last day for tomorrow be the best.

"You want to go back to the hotel room now?" Mew asked as they continued to walk along the shore with Mew holding Gulf's hand. "We can still walk a little bit more," Gulf said and Mew hums in agreement. The silence flled the two as they walk, with only the sound of soft waves brushing against the wet sand could be heard. Other people already went back to their hotel rooms since it was getting a bit late.

"Mew," he called out and the said man came to a stop. "What is it?" He slowly turned around and saw how Gulf was panting for a bit. "What's wrong? Are you tired? We could-"

"It's alright, I just want to sit down," he said between pants as he puts a hand on his chest to ease his difficulty in breathing. "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure, just over there is fine," Gulf stated as he points a spot where a lamp post was located with dry sand where you can sit down. Mew carefuly and gently guided him.

They carefully sat down side by side and Gulf's breathing eventually evens out. Mew felt relief wash over him. "I'm curious what's the plan for tomorrow?" He asked softly and Gulf flinched a bit.

"Ah, about that, I want to stay at home," he replied softly as he stared at the vast ocean in front of them. It was somewhat sparkling in the night as the ocean reflects the stars in the sky. The moon was shining bright and it really wasn't too dark. "Is that so," Mew replied simply and didn't say anything after that.

Silence filled them once more and a million of thoughts were running through Gulf's mind but there's only one thing that he kept thinking. The tree back home.

Eventually, an hour passed and Gulf was slowly dozing off, Mew thought it was best to go back to the hotel room. His husband didn't decline it anymore and went back to their room. After changing clothes, Gulf was already sleeping soundly at the other side of the bed. Mew couldn't help but feel at awe upon the sight he was seeing.

His Gulf looked extremely adorable as he was hugging the pillow and his mouth was a bit agape. Mew also went to bed and without even thinking, he wraps Gulf in a tight and warm embrace as he slowly falls asleep.

Little did the other man know, Gulf was actually still awake and couldn't help but sob silently. Will this be the last time that I could sleep in the same bed with him? He hugs his husband back even tighter as he sniffles himself to sleep.

The third day eventually came and it was obvious that the two came to a realization that it will end soon. Everything will be over soon.

They packed up and check-out in the front desk. The two of them came back home rather early, around 7 in the morning. Still feeling a bit tired with the travel, Gulf fixed their things and Mew went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast.

The day felt like it was a normal routine and the both of them worked together to finish things sooner around the house. In the morning, after eating breakfast, they talked for a bit in the living room and played a board game called Monopoly. Gulf got a little angry since it was too late that Mew was stealing money from the bank and got to buy the Park Place and Boardwalk which is the most expensive place in the game.

"You cheated," Gulf said with a pout as he crossed his arms. Mew laughed and retorted jokingly "It wasn't said in the rules that taking money from the bank is a no."

Gulf rolled his eyes, "Use your common sense, Mew."

"Sometimes, common sense isn't really that common," he said with a smirk and God- Gulf is weak for his husband's smirks or smiles.

"Ohh, that doesn't mean you're the real winner," he said as they started fixing the board game back to its proper place. "We both can be winners."

"Whatever you say" Gulf said with a snort. Lunch time came by they decided to have a picnic outside. Mew spreads the picnic blanket under the huge tree at their backyard.

He tuned around to see a struggling Gulf who was carrying a basket and a pitcher of water. Mew immediately takes the basket from him and said, "You could've waited for me inside. You almost tripped."

"But I managed, didn't I?" He retorts and Mew just laughs. The two of them arranged the food and eventually started eating peacefully under the shade of the tree. "Your sandwiches are always the best," Mew complimented and Gulf couldn't help but smile and felt proud.

"I usually leave some at the kitchen counter when you come home," Gulf said as he took a bite on his own sandwhich. "Yeah, I have also kept your small notes," Mew said and Gulf's eyes widen in surprise upon the information he just heard. His husband said it like it was the most common thing in the world, well, not for Gulf. They often fight and argue but Mew actually keeps the notes he has been writing all this time?

"Why would you keep such silly things?" He whispered as he turned away, he felt his face heat up. Mew noticed it and couldn't help but feel embarrassed too. What the hell was this? It was like they were back in their college days, being a pair of idiots who was sharing mutuals feelings but were a bit awkward. "I have always loved your hand writing," he started and Gulf slowly faced him. He stayed silent and Mew continued to talk.

"I don't know if it's just me, but everytime you write a note, I could feel your emotion. The way you write your strokes, everything has a meaning. When you write down too hard, you're obviously feeling frustrated, or when you write down softly, you're feeling contented and happy and my most favorite of all is your calm hand writing.." He trailed off as his brown eyes met with Gulf's black one's. The said man felt his breath hitch when their eyes met. "Your calm hand writing expresses how much you love me."

Gulf can't tear his look away as if he was paralyzed and was enchanted by the way Mew looked at him. His eyes were filled with sincerity and had a loving feeling as it pierced through him. Both of them were caught in a daze and without even noticing, their bodies move closer as their faces leans in and their lips were inches away- when suddenly, Mew's phone started ringing.

Gulf immediately moves away and gave an awkward cough. Mew actually felt a bit irritated with the sudden call. He takes his phone from his pocket and it was Amy.

Obviously he can't just ignore the call of his lover. He steals a glance at Gulf who was silently finishing his sandwich and playing with the rocks as if he didn't had a care in the world. Mew actually felt disappointed at the same time hurt, why isn't Gulf complaining? Did he really not care anymore? "Excuse me, I have to take this call," he said as he stood up and dusted off his pants for a bit. "Go ahead, I'll just wait here," he replied rather softly. And so, Mew answered the phone call.

Gulf saw how his husband stood outside their garden as he walks around. "It must be her," he whispered under his breath and felt a sudden pang in his heart. He continued to watch from a far as he noticed the change of expression in Mew's face.

Mew had an angry look on his face and Gulf was actually curious what they were talking about.

In the end, despite having 3 days in attempt to have his husband all to himself, there are still some people trying to insert themselves in situations they weren't needed.

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