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Fon chuckled, "The redness of your neck kind of makes it look like that," Mew remembered that Gulf had made marks there and he instantly glared at his husband. Gulf was sitting there, smiling proudly. Like this had no effect on this shameless man. Mew closed all the buttons. Fon pinched his cheeks as she found this adorable. "So, when are you two planning on having a child?" Fon asked. Mew looked at his smirking husband and remembered that he was already pregnant.
Gulf snickered. He had something in his mind and Mew knew that he shouldn't tell Fon directly and wait for his husband. In this whole situation, Mew had forgotten about the peanuts. Mommy is sorry that he forgot about you na~ Please don't be mad at me. I love you, Mew mentally apologized to the three swimming peas in him.
"Do you really want to see Doughnut's abs disappear?" Gulf pretended to pout. He was acting like he didn't want those abs to disappear. Like he already had not planted his seeds in him already. Mew gave him his death stare. Like they're not going to disappear in some months. If not for our peanuts, I would kill their daddy before this belly even grows, Mew thought. March saw the change of expression on Mew's face but he was too stupid by nature to understand. Fon gasped, "Mewie has abs? Can he build them again after giving birth?" She could not help being amused.
"So tell me when do you want to see your grandkids?" Gulf asked again. They want it or not they will have to see three grandkids in eight months anyway. All thanks to their lovely son, Mew rolled his eyes internally. He could not understand why was his husband beating around the bush. "It would be appreciated for you two to give us grandchildren before we leave this world for the better or for worse," March dramatically remarked. Fon squinted her eyes at him. "What?" March asked. "Old man! You'll only leave this world for the better," Fon replied. Gulf chuckled at this stupid old couple. Gulf reminded his lovely mother, "If he dies, you will be the one to cry the worst."
Mew was just silently listening to all these words. He did not know what was Gulf playing at but he did not want to ruin it, so he kept his mouth shut and let his husband take the lead. Fon shrugged and then stuck out her tongue to her husband and son before hugging Mew close. "You're disowned, Gulf. From now on Mew is my only son." Fon said, irritated. "But Mew is my husband! That still makes me your son somehow," Gulf made an imaginary toast. March chuckled at this stupidity. He always wondered where his son got this stupid yet savage nature from. Unnoticed by him, but Gulf got this from March's genes itself.
"Okay, seriously, tell me when do you want to have grandchildren?" Gulf asked. This time there was a seriousness in his tone. Fon thought for some time. "The sooner the better," Fon replied. "Why so?" March asked. Fon sighed, "I want to play with them and take care of them before I lose my strength to old age." March just nodded. He knew that further questioning could lead to a big fight as his wife wasn't in the mood to talk with him already.
Gulf just smiled at them. He wished he could have that long-lasting love too. Mew was just sitting quietly hugging Fon. Fon would pat his head or back, or she would play with his hair. Mew just let her be, he liked it. Mew's mother used to do the same whenever he could not sleep because of a nightmare or was upset about something. Gulf liked this scenery.
Gulf continued his game. This man was still not done with his stupid question and answer question. "But how do you know Mew is Doughnut?" Gulf suddenly changed the topic. Fon frowned, "Why? Do you not want me to know?" Gulf shook his head, "No. But I just want to know how do you know since I never told you," Gulf had curiosity in his eyes. But Mew, this guy just wanted to sleep. "Your stupid father told me today. He just blurted it out of nowhere" Fon puckered her lips.
Gulf glared at his father. But March was already looking elsewhere, avoiding his son's eyes. Not sure about anything else, but Gulf did have his mother's soul-piercing glares.
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Glazed Doughnuts
FanfictionUNEXPECTED SERIES GEN-1 ----- Gulf Kanawut, the cold faced heartthrob CEO of GD Corp. He could kill you with just his glare, a hot tempered rich man. Everybody dies to be with him, but he wants only one person. Yes, this ice cube is in love with his...
