A Blessing in Disguise

Chapter 3

A delicious smell poked Gulf's respiratory system. His stomach grumbled as reaction. He opened up his eyes slowly, and he just confirmed that he was not dreaming at all.

Mew was peeking from the thin gap of door, he was going to wake up his spouse but the smell from the food beat him to it. Mew thought he was too loud while opening the door, he looked a bit sorry as he approached the one who just woke up.

"Did I wake you up?" He asked tenderly, positioning himself to dip on the edge of the king-sized bed. They were sleeping together last night, hand in hand.

Both soberly drifted to sleep, they remembered them intertwining their fingers, while Mew gave Gulf light strokes to calm him down. They knew, but they chose to silently left it on the back of their minds. Neither of them addressed that moment, probably they were too confused and shy for the most intimate thing they had ever done as friends.

If holding hands turned things to be awkward, then the 2 kisses they shared in just one day were left untouched. They remembered the kisses so vividly that it kept coming back to their minds even after they slept it off.

They didn't know how to address the weird things happening yesterday. Maybe being husbands to one another made them crossed the line they never knew they would cross it over.

The additional title to each other's spouse was what made them stepped over the 'friend' line. They were still friends, but they felt they both turned into something more than just friends.

Friends didn't kiss, but husbands did. Yeah, must be that.

"Did you order foods? I smell something delicious.." Instead of answering Mew, Gulf asked another thing.

Mew chuckled. His best friend must be starving to think about food first the moment he woke up. "I made us instant ramen," He gently said, "Two servings for you." He added when Gulf was about to say something.

Gulf then smiled a little too wide. Damn, he was that happy when Mew remembered that Gulf always had 2 packs of ramen whenever he consumed them. It was just a little thing, but that already made Gulf's day.

"Let's eat, you don't want them turn soggy." Mew patted on Gulf's head and walked away first. Gulf followed after him.

His saliva suddenly flowed when the smell of ramen became more apparent. Gulf had to gulp it down before he sat accros the other guy.

Unlike Gulf, Mew only had one serving. He was a gym rat, he needed to maintain his food intake to keep his body in shape. While Gulf was happy with his lean figure and a bump of belly. He needed no breads to lure girls.

"Thanks for the food!" Gulf uttered happily before he gobbled down the first bowl of ramen.

Mew joined to eat his ramen too. He let the silence took over as they ate. Only the slurping sounds—which coming from Gulf's side were heard.

Gulf finished his 2 servings in less than 10 minutes. Mew took a later time since he was busy watching the other guy.

"Oh, you still have some soup left." Gulf pointed out with his chin when Mew put down his chopsticks.

It didn't need a genius to understand that Gulf was eyeing for his leftover soup. Mew's eyes turned crescent as he smiled, "Do you want it?"

"Hmm... If you insist..." Gulf retorted as if he didn't care much. Mew knew he wanted it, so he pushed his bowl to Gulf.

"Then, I insist." He fed on Gulf's pride, without any fight.

Gulf was still in his nonchalant facade as he took Mew's bowl and brought it to his lips. He let the mild ramen soup filled his stomach. "You still cannot eat spicy things, huh?"