Mr. Perfect {Mewgulf}

Truck driver

No one's P.O.V

When they arrived at Gulf's house, Gulf's dad was surprised, but not mad, that Gulf had brought someone over. "Hello, my name is Mix..." Mix muttered shyly to Gulf's dad. "Nice to meet you Mix. S Gulf told me you needed to stay here for a bit?" Mix nodded. "If that's ok with you, I don't want to intrude." Gulf's dad shrugged. "You're welcome here. Gulf? Is he gonna sleep in your room?" Gulf nodded, taking Mix's wrist and pulling him towards his room. 

Mew had already left after they had said their goodbye's and exchanged a quick kiss. "You guys are really cute together." Mix said, smiling as they got to Gulf's room. "Thanks, I appreciate that. If you want, I can sleep on the couch and you can sleep on my bed if that would make you feel more comfortable." Gulf said, gesturing to his bed. "No, it's ok. I can sleep on the couch. I mean, it's already so much that you're letting me stay here. You and your dad are really nice." Gulf beamed. "Thanks! I know how hard it is for people to be... Well... Disrespectful and dismissive of how you feel and who you are."

Mix nodded and sat down on the couch, putting the pillow Gulf had given him on one end and spreading the blanket on the other. "Comfortable?" Gulf asked, raising an eyebrow as Mix shoved his face in the pillow and sighed happily. "Yeah, but I mean, I'm just happy right now. If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't know where to go, because my mom literally said she didn't want to see me." Gulf nodded. "Yeah, that really sucked... I am so sorry that happened."

There was a silence before Gulf continued talking. "SO, since you're staying here, how about we get to know each other?" Mix smiled. "Alright, um... We can start with the basics. My name is Mix, I'm 17 years old... I- Um... I like cats?" Gulf laughed. "Nice. We actually have a cat. His name is Ju. He's usually sleeping over there in his cat bed." Gulf pointed to the cat sleeping in the corner and Mix's eyes widened. "I didn't even see him! He's so cute!" 

Mix's reaction made Gulf smile, he seemed quite childish and it reminded Gulf of himself. "My name is Gulf, I'm 16 years old, I like cats as well, and also playing soccer. I actually have soccer practice tomorrow. After school." Gulf suddenly thought about something. "Er, what about your school?" He shook his head. "I dropped out and am studying for my GED. So all I need for school is my computer. Which I might have to go get soon." Gulf nodded. 

"Sure, do you want to take a bus? Or do you want my dad to drive you? I can stay with you if you want." Mix sighed. "It must be nice to have a dad." He muttered under his breath, although Gulf heard him. "WHat do you mean by that?" Mix bit his lip nervously. "Well, I don't really feel like lying about it right now... My dad died in a car crash... About... 5 years ago now? I was 12. He had been driving home from work when he lost control of his truck." 

Gulf paled, completely understanding the situation. "I lost my mom in a car accident... Also around 5 years ago. I was 11." They stayed silent and Mix looked up. "Actually, every year, on the day that he died, I go to the cemetery to sit there... It's coming up pretty soon." Gulf paused, thinking about the timing. 

His mom's death date was also soon... The person who his his mom has lost control of his truck, and apparently had also died... "January 19?" Gulf asked, wanting to confirm his suspicions. Mix looked up at him with wide eyes. "Y-Yeah... H-How did you know?" Gulf gulped, a tear forming in his eye. "My mom died in a car crash... January 19th... Hit by a semi truck after they lost control... The truck driver also passed..."

Mix's eyes widened. "So... Our parents... Your mom... My dad..." Gulf nodded. 

Mix's dad had caused the accident that killed his mom...