selfish ; mewgulf ; discontinued

05: back to friends?

"mew?" he's surpised as he opens the door. his face was puffy and eyes were red. "hey," his voice softens as mew falls onto him.

he could smell alcohol on him.

he groans at the force before dragging mew all the way to his couch. gulf runs back to shut the door and goes back to mew.

mew was sobbing and drenched. "what's wrong?" he asks, sitting next to the crying latter. "me and art broke up," gulf's eyes widened at the news. "w-what?" he had to make sure he heard right.

"you heard me," he sniffled. "what happened?" gulf asked, concern in his voice. mew sure did hurt gulf, but that didn't make the latter stop caring for him.

mew fiddled with his fingers. "well...pavel told me that art was using me. i had to ask and make sure and then all of a sudden, we're fighting and arguing with each other." he frowns.

"stay here, i'll get you some water." gulf stands up and heads to the kitchen. "and then what happened?" he asked as he went to grab a cup from his cupboard.

was art that stupid to just throw mew away that easily? what the fuck is wrong with him!? gulf asked himself.

"art cursed and me and told me a bunch of rude things," that bothered gulf. no one should ever be treated like that. he frowned. "i told him whether to choose me or his new guy and he chose him," he sobbed as gulf placed the cup on the coffee table along with a small towel.

the shorter pulls him in for a comforting hug, rubbing his back. "it's okay. i got you," he whispers.

gulf had subsided his feelings for mew. what was important right now is mew's state. he hated to admit that he still loved mew and desperately wanted to get back with him, but right now wasn't the time.

he let him cry in his chest. his heart broke. never had he seen mew cry this much. "look at me," gulf says in a quite voice. mew looks up, his face glossy with tears. "do you truly love art?" it was more of a question for gulf to know.

the taller looked around the room till his gaze shifted down. "i-i don't know. i'm a mess," his voice cracks. gulf couldn't help but frown more. he pulls him in for another hug. "i don't know if i can be any help, but if you need someone to talk to, you have us." he felt mew nod.

the two pull apart. "thank you," he says. gulf then stands up. "have you eaten?" the taller shook his head. "did you just go out and drink straight ahead?" he nagged as he went to make some food for the latter.

mew couldn't help but smile at the shorter's words. he sure did miss the constant nagging from gulf. "what? i'm heartbroken. you don't expect me to cry myself to sleep?" he joked.

gulf busts out a laugher as he pulls together a meal. he sits the brick of noddles in a pot full of boiling water and cover it to let it do it's job.

he walks back to mew and sits next to him. he heaves a sigh. "well i did when i got broken up with," he slyly smiles, glancing at mew.

"i cried myself to sleep for almost two weeks, that i wasn't even able to go school," he looks down at his lap before standing up. "but it's okay. i'm still learning to move on," he continues as he turns off the stove.

when he turns around, there's mew stood infront of him.

"thought it's difficult to move on when you're still head over heels with your ex," mew tries to pull the later in for a kiss, but gulf puts a hand on his chest to stop him. "after you shower, we'll eat, then we'll talk."