My Bratty Master ✓

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GULF'S POV

I groggily woke up and my whole body is aching so bad! I secretly curse Mew in my head. I remember everything yesterday. Everything that happens.

I can't help but to blush when i remember how i provoke him. "Tsh, obviously my fault why I feel like dying today." I grunted.

I slowly stood up and every steps that i make,i make sure that i am holding on something. I want to fucking bang his door to wake him up so that he could help me but i just opt not to. I am a man. I can do things by myself. Though i feel like my body is ripping apart everytime i take a step.

I sighed when i reached the bathrooms door. I open the door and slowly went to the bathtub. I decided to take off my clothes and settle myself on the bathtub as the water slowly filling up the tub.

I just sighed in relax when the tub is already filled. Atleast this will help to ease my soreness. I stayed for 30 minutes before finally got up and change.

I just wear a loose t-shirt and a simple black shorts. Unlike earlier, i can now walk with no need of holding on something. But it still hurt down there.

I settled myself on the bed and called Mika using my phone to give me pain reliever to my hangover. I lied on my stomach while waiting for my breakfast and medicine as i just groaned because of the pain again.

I heard the door open and i sat up immediately and i just bit my lower lip to wait for the pain to ease.

"Stop moving. I know you are in pain." I gulped when i heard his voice. Why does he always the one who give my food?

Yeah, i forgot. He is MY butler.

And my boyfriend.

My back is still facing him and i heard him closed the door. I heard his footsteps approaching and he settled the tray on my bed carefully. He gently held my hand and help me sat on the bed.

"So uh.. how are you feeling now? Did you take a bath already?," He asked. He will look at me so quick and then he look down to avoid my gaze.

"Pain. I feel pain. And yes, i already took a bath,"

"Then who told you to drink a lot?," He fussed and i noticed him taking a spoonful of rice with a piece of omelette.

"I drink when i want to drink," i rolled my eyes. "And what are you doing with that?," He leveled the spoon on my mouth.

"Ahh," he said. I frowned. "Don't be stubborn and eat," i just open my mouth and eat it. "Good boy,"

"Tsk! It is your fault,"

"Don't talk when your mouth is full." He scowled.

I just rolled my eyes inwardly but i still nodded. He is still feeding me and i am accepting every spoonful of it or he will scold me again. After i finish my breakfast, he gave me water and i drank a half of it. He take one Advil and gave it to me. I accepted it and put it in my mouth and drink the last amount of water so it would be easy for me to swallow it.

He place the plate and utensils on the tray that is on the top of my study table. I thought he will go out already but he went back to sat on my bed.

"I thought you will go already?," I asked.

"Not until we sort out things," he looked at me sternly. "Why did you walked away yesterday? Who is that girl you are talking about last night? And what did you drink too much?," He asked me questions after questions and i don't know where should i answer first.

"Can you please ask me one by one?," I just said.

"Fine," he sighed. "Why didn't you walked away yesterday?,"