Gulf woke up feeling sore all over, his mind still hazy and uncertain. Nothing seemed out of place to his exhausted eyes.
It wasn't until he had seen his reflection in the bathroom window that the events of the previous night hit him straight in the face.
If he had to go by anything, the hickeys on each part of his body and the throbbing sensation in his neck, was enough to jog his memory.
He passed his fingers over the mark on his neck, shuddering at the simple thought. Feeling suddenly self conscious, he blushed. Looking back at himself in the mirror, he couldn't help but notice how lewd it all looked.
If those marks were any indication, he had been completely ravished and whatever little he could remember was driving him insane.
Did those words really emerge from his own lips? What in the world had come over him?
And why did Mew mark him?
Could he hope....even a little....that Mew held some sort of feelings towards him?
Would something more be possible now?
Gulf smiled gently to himself, but the second he moved he felt the coldness of Mews cum drip down his thigh. Blushing fiercely he jumped under the shower, doing his best to remove everything that remained of Mew.
But that was hard, especially when Mew had gone so deeply, leaving both his scent and mark behind.
Gulf scrubbed his body aggressively, as the memories of the previous night played over and over in his mind.
When he came out he noticed a little note by the bed.
'Take the pills. -Mew '
Grabbing some water, Gulf drank the pills.
Reaching for his phone, he saw the single text from Mew. "Don't forget to take the pills, so you don't get pregnant."
Gulf had completely forgotten about that. It was good that Mew had been responsible enough even after everything he had put him through.
Yet even then the doubt had begun to creep in. Mew had left him, he didn't ask how he was, he just asked him to take the pill. Something about it all hadn't sat well with him. But he was probably overthinking....
Or at least he had hoped so...
Yet when one week had passed and no other texts had come his way, Gulf began to get worried.
When one week turned into two and he couldn't even get in touch with Mew .....Gulf was almost sure.
After all, Mew wasn't even picking up his calls.
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Gulf was feeling uncharacteristically down. It was almost unnatural the way he longed for Mew. He tried his absolute best to stay positive, to stop thinking about Mew. He just didn't seem to be able to do it.
It didn't make any sense. He hadn't even known Mew for that long....so why did he feel so attached to him?
Sighing to himself, he made his way across the street.
"Gulf!"
Turning around he saw Bright walking towards him.
"Bright."
" Dude.....you have to help me out." Pleaded Bright oblivious to Gulf's mood.
"What's wrong?"
"I've got a date today, but I can't take a day off working in the cafe....my brother will kill me if I ditch. "
"No."
"Gulf....pleaaaase."
"No."
Bright grabbed Gulf hands in his and fell to the ground. "Please."
"What the.... Dude, get up."
"I'm not getting up until you say yes." Said Bright giving him googly eyes.
Gulf tried to stand his ground against Bright. However soon he began to hear whispers from passerbys as they came and went.
Cursing internally he already knew he had lost. "Fine."
"Dude I owe you one!" Replied bright jumping up happily.
"Yeah...yeah."
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Gulf wasnt the kind to refuse a friend in need. And although being exhausted had played a part in his refusal.
The main instigator was that fact that he was a bit uncomfortable around Bright's older brother.
He wasnt bad or anything. He was just too touchy. Especially by Gulf's standards. Or anyone's standards really.
The reason Bright helped over in his brother's cafe was because most servers quit claiming sexual harassment. But Gulf was used to it. After all, Bright's family had always been overly touchy.
I'm the case of Bright's brother, Dean, the level of touchiness was extreme to say the least.
So Gulf made his way towards the cafe. It was pretty close to the college, and thus always busy and full of students.
Swinging the door, he walked towards the counter, waving his hand at Dean who smiled in return.
"Well...well....well....I wonder what my dear brother is busy doing right now..."
" He's got a date."
" Well aren't we lucky having you to save the day." And in one full swoop engulfed Gulf in a bear hug.
Gulf awkwardly returned the long hug. Hitting Dean on his back when it lasted for a bit too long.
"Thats enough, Dean."
"You wanna have something before starting?" Asked dean as he broke the hug.
"No. I'm good."
"Have a seat you're too light for your own good."
"I'm fine." Said Gulf looking down at his body.
Dean patted Gulf's head in affection, lifting his face gently as his finger passed down his hair and onto his cheek.
Gulf didn't resist Dean, he simply looked up at him, his eyes exhausted.
" What's wrong?"
"Nothing."
"Come on Gulf....yeah?"
"I'm fine Dean. There are customers waiting." Gulf pointed out.
Dean glanced over at the line of customers and nodded to Gulf. He'll just keep an eye on him and asked him later.
"Come on. Let's go. Put on an apron and come help me."
Gulf nodded slightly, grabbing the apron and donning it on.
Meanwhile as Gulf served one customer after the other, a familiar figure walked in.
"Gulf!" Exclaimes Mew's sister.
Gulf turns from serving the customer and makes his way towards Mew's sister.
"Hey. Would you like me to get you anything?" He asks gently smiling at her.
" Yeah a latte would be great. But where have you been recently, I haven't seen you in ages."
" I've just been busy lately."
"You look exhausted, honestly. Whatever it is, you should take a break."
"Yeah...." said Gulf awkwardly scratching his neck. Before a heavy face lands onto his shoulder and Dean places his chin on Gulf's shoulder. His arms sneak around Gulf's waist in a back hug as he addresses Mew's sister. " Hate to break your conversation, but there are customers waiting."
"Oh....sorry......" Says Gulf turning towards Dean their faces only inched apart before he turns back to Mew's sister. " I'll go get you that latte now."
Mew's sister frowns as she sees both figures walking away. What in the world was that....is this why Mew has been so on edge these days? Because she sure doesn't feel good about how close that older brother is to Gulf.
Gulf comes back with her latte and a chocolate cake.
" I didnt order a cake. "
" It's on the house." Says Gulf as he flashes her one of his absolutely stunning smiles.
Just as Gulf turns to leave she reaches for his hand.
"Gulf!"
"Yeah?"
"You should make some time for Mew, or he won't stop sulking."
Silence prevails as Gulf wonders why Mew is sulking....and how could he tell Mew's sister that he probably wasn't sulking because of him. If anything...it was only him that cared.
" I'll try." Said Gulf on a sad sigh, cracking a courteous smile before walking away.
Finishing her coffee, Mew's sister can't help feeling off. She quickly sends Mew a text.
-begin text-
Mew's sister: Did you break it off with Gulf?
Mew: What's that supposed to mean?
MS: Did you?
Mew:......no.
MS: Then why is this cafe owner hugging Gulf?
Mew: Where are you?
-End Text-
Mew's sister sent Mew the location before smiling to herself.
A little jealousy never hurt anyone.
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Mew wasn't angry. He was absolutely furious. He drove to the location at the speed of light.
But he couldn't get himself to walk into the cafe.
His sister was probably exaggerating, because Gulf was just going around serving customers. But he couldn't help but notice the way the owner's eye kept following Gulf's every movement. So he briskly entered the cafe and sat down not looking towards Gulf's direction.
Gulf felt his skin prickle with an odd sense of familiarity. When the smell reached him, he quickly turned towards its owner.
It was Mew!
Gulf couldnt help the spark of happiness that coursed through his body. He quickly made his way to Mew, a stunning smile on his face.
"Mew.....I.."
But Mew completely ignored Gulf, as he stared out the window. " One iced mocha." Replied Mew sharply cutting Gulf off.
The little bit of happiness had slowly begun to drain out of Gulf, but he steeled himself keeping a unwavering smile on his face. "Yes, sir. Anything else?"
"No."
Gulf didn't know how he did it. How everything in him felt like it was falling apart but he had to keep going. He served Mew his coffee, and watched him as he emptied his cup and walked out. Even when he had tried calling out for him as he left, he was only met with a frown before Mew walked briskly away.
It was one thing being ignored on the phone, and a whole different feeling being ignored in real life.
He could tell with extreme clarity, that Mew absolutely detested him. He would not even look at him. It was his fault it had happened. He had forced Mew into it, he....he...felt unbelievably empty.
The cafe was begining to calm down and closing hour was around the corner. Taking off his apron he hung it on the wall. Too lost in thought to realize the eyes that watched him intensely from afar. He rubbed his neck gently, jolting at the feeling of the mark on his neck.
Suddenly overwhelmed with a compulsive need to remove it he began scratching it intensely. He wanted to erase any traces and blindly he scratched until he drew blood.
"Gulf!" Came Dean's voice crashing through his consciousness.
Gulf looked up at him, his eyes devoid of emotion.
"What the hell are you doing?" Asked Dean grabbing Gulf's hand.
But Gulf remained silent, and when Dean gently pried the side of his shirt off and saw the bloodied mark, he couldn't help but freeze.
"Who did this?" Asked Dean in an ominous tone. But Gulf didn't reply.
Dean worked quickly by placing a clean towel against Gulf's skin to stop the bleeding. Then he stood in front of Gulf his hands on both of Gulf's arms as he demanded again.
"Jesus Gulf, who the hell did that to you?"
"It doesn't matter."
"What do you mean it doesn't matter, what bastard did that...I'll kill them ....who do they think they are?......I'll rip them to peices...." Dean kept going on, pouring out his anger, until Gulf's words shocked him into silence.
"It was my fault."
"What!"
" I.....I went into heat suddenly..and...I....I....I didnt mean to...but....my smell forced him....and...I...."
"Gulf calm down. Come on take a deep breath for me."
Gulf followed Dean's orders and felt the force of his exhaustion and tiredness overtake him.
Slowly the tears began to fall, one after the other. "D-dean......can I get it off?"
Dean knew how painful it would be to get a mark off. And although he hated the bastard that had done this to Gulf, maybe there was more to this than what met the eye. He didn't want Gulf to go through anymore pain.
" Gulf....maybe you should take some time and try talking it out with-"
" It's useless.....he won't even speak to me."
" Maybe you should try meeting him, and speaking to him in real life...."
" I did......he was here today."
"What!" And suddenly he remembered the presence of a certain man that Gulf had called out to, but who had ignored Gulf in return. Dean had assumed it was a friend, but now he realised it could have been something completely different.
" Dean please...I dont think I can keep going with this on me....it's too painful...I just can't....please help me." Said Gulf clutching onto Dean's shirt his forehead lying on Dean chest as more tears fell silently.
Dean patted Gulf's head gently as he cried into his shirt. " Its gonna be painful."
" I .......know."
"But we'll get through it. I'll take you tomorrow."
"Thank you.....Dean."
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Dean drove Gulf home.
" I'll see you tomorrow." Called out Dean to Gulf as he got out of the car.
Gulf stayed silent for a couple of seconds before looking back at Dean and giving him a grateful look and a small smile that shone even through the exhaustion so very evident in his eyes.
"Dean.....thank you." Said Gulf sincerely before he walked away.
Dean watched until Gulf entered his house before driving off.
He couldn't help but feel resentful to whomever had done that to Gulf. Gulf was the sweetest person, he was a great friend, and a happy but quiet person. He didn't deserve this.
Seeing him looking like that....made him want to beat that bloody bastard to pulp.
Dean sighed to himself.
He called bright. His stupid brother had to know something useful. His CCTV would also come in handy.
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A/N: Mew better clean up his act real quick...😭😭😭
Stop hurting this sweet baby....
I just can't with them....🤧
See you all in the next chapter~
Hope you enjoyed this one...even if it hurts 😭🤧😔