Ferocious II A MewGulf AU

Chapter 26 : "Blood Moon"

CHAPTER 26 : "Blood Moon"

Mew was indeed exhausted, the crying and emotional stress took all his energy causing him to fall pliant in Gulf's arms. 

It was getting dark, the sun was setting. 

They were only wearing casual clothes, and the cold breeze was starting to affect the both of them even though Mew had his cloak on. 

It's impossible for him to carry him single-handedly in his human form, but he can manage if he's on his wolf form. 

But he would have to wake him up. 

Yep, Mew fell asleep on Gulf's shoulder with his arms loosely wrapped around the other's waist. 

Gulf had his arms wrapped around Mew's back too. 

It took half an hour before Mew finally calmed down and fell asleep. 

'He's gonna get sick if we stay here any longer' Gulf thought. 

Even thought he didn't want to, he attempted to wake the other up. 

"Mew.." Gulf called out softly. 

No response. 

"Mew.. Let's head back" Gulf tries again and this time the other made a sound. 

"Don't want" Mew mumbles in his sleep. 

"It's getting cold, you'll get sick if we stay here" Gulf gently scolds. 

"Don't wanna walk" 

"Who said you'll walk?" 

With that, Mew looked up ever so slowly and furrowed his eyebrows in confusion.

"You're riding on my back, softie" Gulf says in a playful manner. 

"No, that's embarassing" Mew says, unconsciously pouting causing Gulf to coo internally, trying so hard to prevent himself from cooing out loud. 

"They'll understand, besides I don't think they already left the main hall" Gulf attemps to convince him. 

"You sure?" 

"Yeah" 

"Okay.." 

"Won't you come up with an argument or something?" Gulf asks, totally unused to Mew agreeing with him instantly without an argument. 

"Too tired" Mew retorts. 

"If someone took a video of us, it would be totally captioned as 'a rare footage of Mew not Atlas being a softie'" Gulf giggles. 

And Mew emits a heart-warming chuckle. 

"Come, now" Gulf says as he ushered Mew unto his feet. 

"This will be a one time thing" Mew mumbles as he lazily stood up. 

"Yeah sure, because next time I'll be the one riding you—" Mew looks at him with eyebrows raised. 

"I mean your back!" Gulf adds, profusely blushing. 

"I didn't even say anything—" Mew retorts. 

"Shush! we'll never speak of that again" 

"Depends" 

"Tch!" Gulf clicked his tongue, knowing all too well that Mew would be teasing him again and again for it.