Meant To Be

First Month

"A real friend is one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out."

– Walter Winchell

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Mew settled himself on a chair, the whole corridor was completely empty since his friend took them to another floor with only one nurse beside him.He took a deep breath and let it out before intertwining his fingers.He was moving his feet unconsciously, he didn't show it to younger but he was too nervous about this.He really didn't want him to have an abortion, he wished younger would take his offer instead but after that night he realized he was doing the thing he hated the most.Gulf didn't want it, it was that simple; he didn't want it and he shouldn't have get forced to do it.That was the thing Mew defended for all these years so he had to take this step instead of forcing younger to keep up with his plan.

But still,
he didn't like this all.

Gulf was going to go back to Area C after this and Mew knew there were a little amount of people who was thinking like him.So it was possible for him to get raped again, or worse, forced to get matched with someone horrible.

He didn't know the boy that well, they didn't spent a long time together but it was obvious; Gulf was so young, his fiery eyes was trying to hide the vulnerable side inside him and Mew could see the way he got scared.He could remember the look he had when he saw his mother and it was enough to confirm that Mew was right about the boy.

He knew Gulf didn't deserve to go back there and experience everything all over again.
But he also knew he had no right to force him.

So he was moving his feet and hands like crazy and staring at the floor.

He got surprised and furrowed his eyebrows when the door opened all of sudden, it had been only 10 minutes or a little more.

"What's wrong?" He got alarmed and quickly stood up but his friend shook his head.

"Nothing is wrong, calm down." He quickly said after seeing the way Mew went too scared. "I think you should have a talk." He said as he gave Mew a look, pointing inside while Mew was looking at him confusedly.

"I will be waiting in the room." He patted on Mew's shoulder and he watched his friend leaving with the nurse who gave him a warm smile.

He opened the door slowly and spotted Gulf on the stretcher.

"What's wrong?" He asked, closing the door after him and walking closer to the boy who was wearing a hospital gown now.But his alarmed mode came back when he heard Gulf sniffling.

"Hey—what's wrong?" His tone quickly softened as he sat beside the boy and tilted his head.

"I don't know I..—this is so fucked up." Gulf chuckled angrily and Mew saw him wiping his tears.Older one felt like someone actually squeezed his heart really hard when the skinny boy looked at him all of sudden.He seemed really pale and his face wasn't angry or anything, he seemed so raw with his bambi-like eyes shining with tears.

"I don't want this, P'." He said with his shaky voice while looking at him and Mew let out a sigh, he was relieved. "I don't want to do this but—I don't want the other way either, I just...don't know what to do anymore." He said and was about to continue, but he got startled when Mew wrapped his arm around of his back and pulled him into a loose hug.