Destined [MewGulf]✓

Part-9

Hey my lovely readers thanks for waiting for the update as I said before I was busy with my exam and all so it took me some time to complete the chapter....

I guess it's worth for your waiting..

A double update.....

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Gulf's POV

I was awakened by the light on my face. 'Shit my head!' I couldn't open my eyes. My head felt so heavy. Then suddenly my bed dipped, someone sat on the edge I guess. But who? And a hand started to massage my forehead. It was relaxing.

"There, there... take your time to open your eyes."

Said the person. 'wait I know that voice.'

I opened my eyes immediately and was greeted by those crescent shaped eyes. Those eyes were staring right back at mine. I slowly sat up and rubbed my eyes.

"Good morning there sleepyhead! How are you feeling?" The older one asked.

"Hmm... morning!" I replied with my drowsy voice.

"I feel like my head is gonna explode!" I said again after some time.

"That's because of the hangover. Here, drink it." He handed me a glass which seemed like lemon water.

It didn't taste good but he said it's good for a hangover so I gulped it down in one go.

Author's POV

Time skipped, they had their breakfast and then Mew went to his own room after promising he'd meet Gulf in the evening.

Gulf had to submit some books to the library so he got ready and left the dorm. He returned the books and was about to exit the library when he met with Saint and the latter informed he was also there to return the books.

They talk some more as they wait for Saint's turn to return his books and then they exit the library together. As they were on their way to the cafe opposite to the uni they spotted a familiar person.

"OH MY GOD! his face looks like shit!" Saint exclaimed.

"My god, tone down your voice Saint!"

"Oh-oh he's coming in our direction."

And the person came.

"Hey Bright, who beat you up man?" Saint being the most one asked.

"Why don't you ask your Boyfriend?" Bright replied, looking straight to Gulf.

"W-what? But I don't have a boyfriend!" Saint said.

"Not you dumbass. You." He pointed at Gulf.

Gulf felt annoyed.

"What do you mean?" He asked uninterestedly.

"Why don't you ask that Mew guy. Huh!" Bright restored.

"Omg! What did you do to P'Mew that he beat you up this bad?" Saint asked again.

"I didn't do anything wrong. It's his fault that he couldn't keep his hand to himself." Bright spat angrily.

"Bright stop saying nonsense. Why would he do that?" Gulf asked, having enough of Bright's nonsense.