Short Mew/Gulf fics

(moreg) Cold hands

#MewGulfAu #Mpreg

~𝓕𝓵𝓾𝓯𝓯 ~

"So cold..." Mew grunted as he closed the door behind him and the last bit of the fall storm was locked out of the warm house.
He rubbed his ice cold hands together and blew some hot air against them to warm them up.

"Are you there tirak?"

That voice put a smile on his face and he quickly put his jacket away before he walked into the soft lid livingroom.
"Gulf?"
A head quickly popped from over the back of the couch and Mew just wanted to squeeze the 2 rosy cheeks that were pulled up in a bright smile.
"Welcome back." Gulf grinned and his eyes followed Mew all he way until he was crouched before him and arms wrapped around his waist.
"I missed you!" Mew mumbled and kissed Gulfs lips.
"Aaanndd you..."he continued after that and his eyes drifted to Gulf protruding sweater covered belly.

Gulf hissed when Mew's cold fingers pried under his sweater and Mew quickly pulled them away.
"I'm so sorry they're cold!"
"Its okay! Just a bit cold on my skin."
Gulf chuckled at his panicking husband.
"No,no I can't. The baby will get cold and scared just like you! We need to warm them up first!"
Gulf was confused and shook his head.
Mew had become so protective ever since he got pregnant.
Mew quickly stood up and hoisted Gulf up bridal style.
"M-Mew? What are you doing?!"
"Going to warm us up ofcourse! Off to the bath!"

***
Mew was seated behind Gulf in the tub, Gulf contently laying against his chest although he still found it an absurd way to warm only Mew's hands...

Gulf's stomach was in full view now and was prominently peaking from the water, Mew couldn't wait to touch it.
"Are my hands warm enough now?"
He asked in anticipation and held out his hands for Gulf to feel.

"They're fine." Gukf chuckled and rolled his eyes.
But Mew took this very seriously he slowly reached out and cupped Gulf's pregnant belly with both his hands.He was extra careful and his heart beat in his chest. With great admiration he carresed the skin and his heart swelled with so much love.

That this man, his husband wanted to carry a child for him they made together.
His throat clogged up and Gulf felt his distress behind him.
"What's wrong?" He asked worriedly. He stroked Mew's hand that was cupping his stomach and tried to comfort him.
"Nothing. Nothing bad at least... it's just... I love you so much." Mew choked out and kissed Gulf's neck and shoulder.
"I can't tell you enough how proud I am. You're so beautiful carrying our child and I can only hope to be the best father on the world for this child. It's all I can offer..."

"Don't be scared." Gulf whispered, tears brimming his eyes.He was so proud of Mew for being this vulnerable with him.
He held his hand and together stroked his belly...
"Were going to be great parents, you and me both..." Gulf said determinedly and as if to agree with him the baby kicked against their hand.

Mew's eyes lit up and he gasped.
"It moved! It moved at your statement! It must agree with you..." he said enthusiastically.
"Don't worry little bun I promise I'll be the best dad I can be!" Mew said relieved.

Worry was lifted from his shoulder as if the baby's kick was confirmation that he would be alright.
Gulf smiled and looked back at Mew, their eyes met and an unspoken love was shown in both of them but was more than enough to show them THEY would be alright...

THE END. ❤