MewGulf oneshots

ℭ𝔥𝔯𝔦𝔰𝔱𝔪𝔞𝔰 𝔱𝔯𝔢𝔢 𝔠𝔥𝔬𝔭𝔭𝔦𝔫𝔤

"No, Tua eng. It's much more fun to chop one ourselves! Our first Christmas together!"

"But won't that be too much work? What if you hurt yourself!" Gulf huffed and frowned at an overexcited Mew. He was dragged along to the woods about half an hour from their house and Mew was now hopping from one tree to the other, trying to find, as he said; the perfect tree.

He had said he was okay with an already chopped and cheap tree but no. His hubby wanted to go all out.

"you are thinking too much babe! It's going to be so much fun!" Mew answered and waved his worries away.

So here they were, he watched Mew walk in front of him as he was dragged around tree after tree until finally, it seemed he had found "the perfect one."

"hand me the axe!" Mew turned around and Gulf rolled his eyes but handed him the axe they had brought along.

He put his hand back in his pockets and hopped around from foot to foot in the snow to keep warm.

His nose had turned red and his cheeks were flushed from the cold but he didn't mind really.

He watched how Mew got ready to chop the tree. He must admit it was a really beautiful one.

"one. Two. Three!" Mew counted before he went to work.

"need some help Tirak?" Gulf offered when he saw that it was quite a lot of work to just chop a simple tree.

"no need! I can do this! Let your strong husband take care of this! Just sit back and relax!" Mew laughed and exaggeratedly showed off his muscled arms.

Gulf grinned and shook his head at his goofy husband and decided to just wait like Mew had told him to do.

Mew vigorously chopped and chopped until suddenly he stopped and reached around for his back, still bowed down like he was chopping.

"aah!" he groaned.

Gulf gasped. "what happened!" He ran to his side and reached over to take the axe from his hands and reached out for the place Mew had reached on his back.

"I think... I think I pulled a muscle." Mew groaned; pain edged into his face.

"don't laugh!" he grumbled when Gulf started to snigger repeated the words Mew told him. "What if you hurt yourself? you are thinking too much babe." Gulf repeated in Mew's voice.

"Let your strong husband take care of this!" Gulf mimicked the last words Mew had just said to him a few minutes ago and laughed heartedly at a fuming Mew still holding his back while Gulf picked up the axe.

Gulf went to work this time and successfully chopped down the tree, WITHOUT hurting his back and he made sure to make Mew known of that.

Mew was still not able to do anything and together they walked to the car. Mew limping and hunched while holding his back and Gulf dragging the tree behind him with a big grin.

Cold? He was no longer cold at all! He had way too much fun teasing Mew with this to even think about the cold!

Gulf couldn't stop his laughter even when they had reached home and put up the tree. He saw that Mew clearly didn't like it but he couldn't stop teasing his "strong hubby though. The one who had flashed his powers and told him he was capable of doing this and not needing any help.

Look at him now.

He had ordered Mew to lay down on the couch and take his rest. He was now a pitiful mess hunched on the couch while he decorated the tree on his own.

"Good thing I'm waaayyy younger than you. So, I can assist my old husband when he once again overexaggerated his age and powers" Gulf laughed when he finally sat down on the other side of the couch and cocked a brow at Mew. He laughed even harder when Mew tried to reach out to grab him but the pain in his back withheld him from it and he slumped back into the couch again with a pout.

Mew grumbled.

"Next time..."