HIM (COMPLETE)

Killed By The Mafia Boss

"Zee... Are you working this Saturday?" Gulf asked his brother.
"No... Why?"
"Can I borrow your motorcycle and your helmet?"
"Sure... Where are you going?"
"Mew and I are going to play some paintballs." Gulf told Zee.
"Can we join you?" MingMing suddenly sat between them on on the couch.
"There are other couches why here?" Zee grumbled while glaring at MingMing.
"Why don't YOU move to the other couches?" MingMing pointed at the couch next to Zee.
"I sat here first dumbass!" Zee growled.
"Why are you always angry with me? I pay my rent... I pay my bills... What's the problem?" MingMing pouted.
"You are my problem." Zee stated.
"Excuse me guys... This is not kindergarten..." Gulf shook his head in frustration.
"Sorry Gulf... You were saying... You want to borrow my motorcycle and my helmet? Sure... No problem." Zee told him.
"Awesome...Thanks Zee."
"I have one question... Can that 1 percentile ride a motorcycle?" Zee asked and grinned at Gulf.
"He will be riding with me." Gulf informed him.
"Why not just ride his overpriced cars?" MingMing questioned Gulf.
"It will be easier to move around Bangkok." Gulf replied.
"I don't think so Gulf... He just wants to take advantage of you. He'll be plastered to your body... His arms around your waist!" MingMing grinned.
"You have a dirty mind!" Gulf rolled his eyes.
"I don't have a dirty mind... I am just plain... DIRTY!" MingMing said while looking so proud.
"THAT I agree... He is just dirty." Zee nodded.
"And you LIKE the dirty me." MingMing pointed.
"Which part?" Zee asked MingMing looking all bored.
"Oh Zee... Don't ask questions when you don't want to know the answers!" MingMing winked at him.
"I told you he's just plain dirty." Zee  muttered.
"Hey MingMing... Can I ask you a question?" Gulf queried.
"Shoot!" MingMing replied.
"Do you like my brother?"
"What kind of question is that Gulf?" Zee was bristling.
"A valid one." MingMing smiled.
"I do like your brother. I like you Zee and you KNOW it!" MingMing answered.
"Zee... Do you like..."
"No!" Zee spat.
"Hey... He didn't finish his question." MingMing grumbled.
"It's still a BIG FAT NO." Zee muttered.
"Why deny it Zee... You and I are like firework!" MingMing grinned while Gulf laughed.
"More like chalk and cheese." Zee scoffed.
"Opposites attract Zee... It's inevitable." MingMing smiled.
"He's right Zee." Gulf grinned.
"Stop it you two..." Zee rubbed the back of his neck.
"I'm going to shower and then I'm going out." He stood up.
"Going out?" MingMing asked.
"Yeah... Meeting up with some friends." Zee replied before leaving them.
"Must be his friends from the police station." Gulf shared.
"Hey MingMing, what do you do everyday... I'm curious... Don't you feel bored?" He questioned him.
"Yes and no..." MingMing answered.
"But my focus is making Zee fall for me... So my mind is always on him." He continued shamelessly.
"How about your life? What if my brother doesn't like you like you like him?" Gulf asked.
"I am young... I have my whole life a head of me... As for Zee not liking me...?" Trailed but he smiled confidently.
"He is mine..."
"Wow... I wish I had your confidence MingMing." Gulf murmured.
"Confidence to do what?"
"The confidence to pursue what your heart desires and to say what the hell you want." Gulf explained.
"Desires? Sounds kinky." MingMing grinned.
"Do the desires involve a certain super rich not so handsome kind of old Mew Suppasit?" He snickered.
"Now I understand why my brother says that you are dirty." Gulf muttered whispered MingMing laughed.
"You're an asshole." He glared at MingMing.
"Wow... You seldom curse but you cursed because of HIM?" MingMing scoffed.
"Him? He has nothing to do with it. It's because of you." Gulf continued to scowl at the younger man.
"So... This weekend... Is it like a date?"
"No... Not a date... We are... Just two friends going out." Gulf asserted.
"Then...."
"Then what?" Gulf asked him.
"Why are you ears red?"
"They are not red!" Gulf huffed and rolled his eyes.
"They are Gulf!" MingMing grinned and took out his cell phone.
"What are you doing?"

    MingMing did not answer Gulf's question but instead snapped a few photographs of him.

"What the hell are you doing?" Gulf stood up.
"Taking pictures of you."
"For what?" Gulf asked him.
"Research..." MingMing smiled.
"You're nuts!" Gulf shook his head.
"Can I follow you and Mew this weekend?"
"No MingMing."
"Why not? I am your friend. He is your friend. Why can't I be HIS friend?" MingMing said to Gulf.
"I don't want you bothering the man." Gulf replied.
"Bothering HIM or YOU?"
"Both!"
"I've never seen you so riled up like this Gulf... You sure you are just friends with the man?" MingMing asked him.
"I'm going to my room." Gulf shook his head and got to his room.
"MingMing!"
"What?"
"Delete those photos." Gulf demanded.
"No way..."
"Delete them!"
"Why should I?" MingMing queried.
"Why would you keep them?"
"No reason but I promise to delete them soon... Not now... But soon."
"How soon?"
"5 minutes?"
"Fine... 5 minutes." Gulf muttered.