I.L.Y. - A MewGulf AU

Chapter 9: Between TharnType and MewGulf

After what happened Gulf had expected there would be a sliver of awkwardness between him and P’Mew. But whatever the younger had felt and freaked out about that night, Mew himself didn’t seem to have noticed. He could also be pretending that he didn’t, but Gulf wasn’t that good at reading his so-called husband yet. Instead an easy friendship grew between the two, as if they had known each other for years. Technically, Mew had known some part of Gulf and had married that part, but the nong didn’t like to think about it like that. He was enjoying their new-found friendship and ease in their relationship.

On top of that, Gulf had started to look forward to their public appearances, where he had an excuse to touch the man all over and get spoiled by him. That was to say, Mew always spoiled Gulf whenever he had the chance to. The man spent a lot of time patiently explaining Gulf about his marriage and past projects they had performed. One late evening they even spent a couple of hours posing in front of the camera, modelling the weirdest combination of clothes they could find. Still, he longed for the man’s touches and hugs whenever they were in private, but never received any prolonged contact.

He really liked their relationship, even if it was forced upon them, they made the best out of it. Of course, there was always an underlying thought of ‘When will I go back to my universe?’ and ‘When will Mew grow tired of me and ask about his own husband?’ but those moments were brief. Gulf had gotten good at casting his worries away and instead focus on the moments of happiness.

However, when he laid awake in bed at night, now with Mew next to his side because “We have to get used to skin-ship anyway” he couldn’t help but worry. Ever since that day, he had started realizing something. It nagged him in the quiet hours in the back of his mind. He knew it could break all they had built up between them, so instead he locked it away. Tossing away any feelings that started to grow for the older. Maybe it was to be expected, with Mew playing the perfect husband, generally being everything Gulf hadn’t know he longed for but now had gotten a taste of. He didn’t want to let go. He wanted to keep hold of Mew as his own, but there was no way he could. So, whenever any of those feelings creeped forward, he quickly slammed that door in his heart. No way was he allowing himself to fall for Mew. He wouldn’t be a homewrecker, especially not between Mew and the original Gulf. He cared too much about Mew, himself, and somehow this universe’s Gulf to mess this all up.

What a fucked-up situation I’m in…

Almost a week passed, and Gulf had gotten somehow accustomed to his new life. Every day they would go together to whatever schedule they had on that day, be it Mew’s movie shoot, Gulf’s advertisement shoots or anything else. Gulf had been scared shitless when P’Best had told him he had accepted an advertisement for a popular perfume brand, but Mew had helped him thoroughly prepare for it. The shoot itself had been relatively straightforward. Gulf still didn’t feel like a model, but with his hubby whispering what to do at his side he could pretend he was one.

They were on Mew’s set again. Gulf being a regular now was greeted as one of the staff, and they weren’t afraid to ask him to help with some behind the scenes. He really liked helping out he found, it made him feel useful. Even one time a rookie-actor had asked him for advice, where he had just shared an anecdote Mew had told him about filming TharnType. The acting crew and staff on set seemed to appreciate his presence. In between helping out, he mostly lazed around playing games or sleeping with Mew – A new/old habit Gulf had discovered they did. He liked these naps with the elder the most. Especially because it meant he couldn’t spend the break with his female co-actor.

He also continued his search for ways to go back to his universe. He tried to make sense of the scientific explanations he read online, explaining them to Mew in the evening, but he didn’t make much progress. Partly due to the fact that he was dreading going back to his own life more and more. He didn’t want to leave Mew behind. And Mew also had some hard time understanding those explanations.