Friends

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No one's P.O.V

Gulf's eyes widened and he sprung off the bed, looking down at her in panic. "You didn't tell me you had someone!" He whisper shouted, slightly pissed, but more panicked. He REALLY didn't want to be a homewrecker. She also panicked, getting up and pushing him into a closet. "Ow..." He muttered when his arm hit the dresser. 

Either way, pain or not, he crouched down behind the dresser as he watched a man enter the room. "Hey baby." She said softly, as if nothing had happened. "Hey, how was work?" He wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her closer. "It was good, but I'm all sweaty and I have yet to shower... Shower with me?" She said, wrapped her arms around his shoulders. 

He smiled and nodded, grabbing some clothes from his dresser, while she grabbed some from her own, which, annoyingly, was in the closet Gulf was in. He wasn't really a short person, even though he was young, he was still pretty tall, around 6'1 to 6'2. (That's actually accurate, he is that tall) 

Luckily for him, She quickly got her clothes and moved her eyes in the direction of the window, telling him to get out. He nodded, understanding what she meant. 

They left the room and walked into the bathroom together, leaving Gulf to wait to hear the shower turn on. Once it was on, he quickly snuck out of the room and opened the window, climbing out of it and closing it behind him, then walked away.

"Holy shit..." He whispered to himself, his heart racing from the adrenalin. "That was nerve-wracking..." He walked for around 10 minutes until he got back to his house, climbing back through the window. "4:30 am? How fucking fast did the time go??" He said, annoyed that he wouldn't be getting much sleep, since he had to get up at 5 for school.

He sighed and glanced at the mirror on his door, looking at his outfit once more time before taking it off and putting it away. He grabbed a hoodie and a pair of sweatpants, hopping in the shower and washing himself off. As the water ran down his back, he thought back to his time at the club, how he had seen Mew standing there, watching him, looking at him... "He's gonna be weirded out by me..." He muttered to himself, thinking about what he was going to do when he saw Mew the next day. 

When he got out, he dried himself off and changed into the outfit he had chosen, deciding to go ahead and wear it to school. Fuck the uniforms, right? He already had excuses as to why he wasn't in uniform, so he wasn't really worried.

He walked back to his room and got onto his bed, lying back and staring up at the ceiling. He thought back to Hwahwa, how hot she was, how good she was at kissing, and how much he regretted kissing her. Although yes, in the moment, he had decided to say fuck it and give into the horny teenager side of him, but after his high, he finally had some rationality. 

He closed his eyes and sighed, not able to get the feeling out of his head. He decided to replace it with someone else. Mew. The look he had given him as he watched him dancing on the pole... As he had seductively moved his body and bit his lip, obviously causing lust in most people, but Mew? He wasn't sure. It could go either way. Mew already knew his age, and Gulf had a gut feeling that Mew was going to talk to him about it when he saw him later. 

"Why the fuck was he there..." Gulf groaned, turning around and shoving his face in a pillow, wanting to scream, but knowing his dad was still asleep. "Gulf? You awake?" Scratch that. "Yeah, why are you up? You usually don't get up for another hour." He muttered as his dad walked into the room. "Yeah, usually, but I heard you up, so I decided to check on you." Gulf nodded and smiled. "I'm fine, just couldn't fall back asleep."

He nodded and walked out of the room, but not before stopping and turning back to Gulf. "Are you going to soccer practice today?" (Where I live, we call it soccer, even though most of the world calls it football... Ooph) Gulf nodded, getting up and packing his bag for school. "Can you pick me up around 5:30? It generally goes till 5 but me and Mild wanna hang out a bit afterwards. You know, just messing around on the field?" His dad nodded, then walked out of the room, closing the door behind him.

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