Birthday

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Gulf's POV:

I was studying in my room, and it was almost 11:30. I didn't know why Mew was taking so long. I'd already asked him to come back soon, but he still wasn't here.

Standing up, I tried to open my room door, but my possessive hubby had already closed it from outside.

I waited for some time, and finally, Mew opened the door from outside. As I heard the sound, I could finally open the door, and the whole room was dark.

"Mew baby, where are you?" I asked, trying to find him. I hated darkness; it scared the life out of me.

"M-mew," I was almost about to cry when the lights turned on, and my whole room was beautifully decorated. Mew was holding a mini cake, walking towards me.

He held my waist and kissed me, smiling widely.

"I couldn't buy you an expensive gift like others, but this is all I can do. I hope you like it, baby," he said. I ended up crying because he's literally the best person in the world. I love him so much, and it's increasing day by day.

I thought this birthday I would stay alone and not do anything, but even though he was already out of budget, he did all these things for me.

"I-I love you," I said, pecking his lips and staring into his eyes.

"Ok, blow out the candles and make a wish that you want to," he said. I closed my eyes and made my wish.

Sitting down, we ate the cake. He smeared cream on my neck and began to suck it. He held my face and kissed me roughly, and we were literally sucking each other's souls.

We got turned on, and desperately he was taking off my shirt when we heard a door knock, and he frustratingly sighed, looking at me.

"Let me check," he said, while I just buttoned up my shirt and walked towards him. It was Luke.

"Happy birthday, Gulf," he smiled, holding a cake in his hand. I smiled back, still holding Mew, who must be beyond angry.

He was about to close the door when I stopped him.

"Just let me take the cake. Please," I said, and he opened the door and took the cake from Luke. Walking out, Luke offered his hand, so I shook it with him. He's my childhood best friend, and how can I tell him to go away or insult him? He was there when I lost everything and helped me emotionally sometimes too.

"Thanks, Luke," I said, and finally, Luke walked away because he knows everything about Mew.

When I turned around, Mew had already thrown the cake he brought for me on the ground. Walking towards me, he took the cake from my hands and smashed it on my head, messing it all over my head. He was walking away when he suddenly turned around, locked the door, and took away the keys with him.

I followed him, and walking into the room, I hugged him from the back. He held my hands and dragged me, locking me out of the balcony.

"Just stay there and talk to your friend, or if you want, you can call him here and make out too. Just be happy." Why does he always end up getting angry at me and say hurtful things? I just shook my head with him. It's not even a big deal.

"Mew, it's cold, open the door," I said, crying while knocking the door, but he didn't reply. So, I sat down on the ground and slowly fell asleep.

Waking up in the morning, I felt myself wrapped under the thick blanket. When I sat down properly, he wasn't there.

Going out to buy something...

I immediately stood up and, after doing my morning routine, I tried to open the main door, but it was locked, so that's why he went out.

Sitting down on my couch, I was watching a movie when my baby came back, ignoring me, and went to the kitchen, beginning to cook something. I don't know why he's like this. Can't he just love me and not be like this? No hate. I still love him, but it hurts me when he ignores me. I'm okay with all the other things, his punishments and everything he does to me. Even I'm ready to take a slap, but his behavior like this is not a good thing.

"Are you ignoring me, hubby?" I asked, walking towards him while hugging him from the back, but he didn't reply. He made food silently, and sitting down, we both were eating, and then I realized it was all my favorite food.

"Y-your gift," he pushed a mini box, and while still looking at his food with a grumpy face, he's just making a big deal out of this small thing.

I looked at the gift, and it was a chain with MG initials, and I wore it and showed him the chain, but he was still not talking to me.

"Okay, fine, don't talk to me. I'm not doing that too. You always want me to stay away from everyone, not use the phone and show everyone that I'm your boyfriend, but what about you? You never do it. So, I should be mad too," I yelled at him because now I was beyond pissed that he's ignoring me.

"I don't use the phone, and apart from you, I don't have any so-called best friends or even friends now. I never had 200 IG friends, and I don't talk with anyone now, not even a single person. I rarely go out too and don't ever think about anyone. My all attention is you, so before pointing at me, keep remembering with whom you are talking. You can't blame me for these things," saying that, he stood up to go away, but I immediately came in front of him, and jumping on my baby, I hugged him tightly.

"Get off," he said, but I hugged him tightly while kissing him again and again on lips, and at the end, he had to smile, and he also hugged me.

"I'm sorry to punish you last night, but baby, don't make me angry. I already told you I get crazy whenever I see you with anyone else. I want you to be only mine. You want to hang out, hang out with me. You want to dance, dance with me. You want anything, tell me, but don't talk or even look at anyone. I know it's useless, but I-I can't," he said, and nodding, I just hugged him.

I'm so much lucky to get him as a BF. Maybe people won't like this kind of relationship, but I like it. No one ever cared for me, neither gave a shit about me, but he did. He even stayed away from his mom just to be with me. I know how much he missed his mom in vacations, but because of me, he stayed with me as I was sick.

Last birthday, he was with me as a friend, and now this birthday as a BF, and next will be... enemy... hahahaha joking next birthday, he will be my husband...

Enemy 🌚

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