"Stop, you can't marry her..." Gulf shouted his lungs out at church, panting heavily... holding his knees like he ran a marathon or something.
Mew was about to say yes to his bride, he looked at the man, 'do he know him??', 'his face looks familiar...
Gulf didn't need to check who is it at this time of night, he knew it.
This guy is coming for a week daily knocking on his door, sleeping on the floor, he doesn't understand, but because of the continued invasion of his privacy, his work is getting affected..
He can't afford to sleep on the floor underneath someone, he tried to escape from his claw but he always dragged him back, and sleep on top of him,
This is insane, why is he even dealing with this thing, If he would not have felt empathetic towards the guy. He would never allow him, but somehow he felt guilt so keep up with his traits,, but it is too much, he can't go on like this for forever,
Sigh,
Mew dragged his feet, dulling dolling on door struggling with his shoes, he holds Gulf arm dragging him under him and again they slept on the floor,
"I think I am saint at this point" he didn't even try to move, he just laid there, the guy on top wiggled to adjust himself and dozed off...
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Mew slouched himself up in the morning and was welcomed with not so happy Gulf, It is strange he is awake usually he is dead asleep in the mornings
Gulf stands on his feet as soon as he is free from the octopus grip and pulled mew from his shoulder to his feet, dragged him to the dining area, and makes him sit there..
"Here is your cold water"
Mew took it eyeing him under his bangs... the skinny guy donen't look happy, he crossed his arms tapping his feet.
"Why are you doing this??"
"What??" Mew looked at him confused or pretended to be confused
"This" Gulf gestures tried to make him understand...
"You look funny and I still don't get it"
Gulf sighed and took a seat, "Look I understand your gurges with me, I can't help you I am sorry"
" Do I look like some jerk"
Mew made a face
"Okay.. I may look like one, but I am not, and I am really really sorry okay, so can you please stop meddling with my life"
Mew remains quiet while judging him, he rested his hands on the table, "And for what you sorry??"
"I don't know, maybe sorry that you fall for a bitch", "I empathize with you",
"I am sorry that, I am more charming than you in her eyes", he said with a pouts,
