Incredibly, loud, satisfying moans escaped from their lips in sync when their clean bodies hit the comfortable bed.
They had an incredibly long day, and coming home to snuggle against each other was all that they could think about the entire day.
And at times like these when neither of them could spare any energy to talk and would prefer cuddling in comfortable silence instead, both Mew and Gulf would wind down by doing their things on their mobile phones while listening to their music.
Gulf, the game addict would usually be playing games while Mew would either be shopping online or surfing the net.
More often than not, whenever Mew gets too immersed jamming along with the song playing in his ears, he would exchange between caressing his boyfriend's arm like a soft marshmellow and thumbing on his skin like a mini drum set.
Peeling his attention away from his phone for a bit, Mew bent his head down slightly to plant a soft kiss on Gulf's temple.
The slight mock dismay displayed on his face when he noticed how loud Gulf's music was playing.
He had initially thought his music was loud enough, but Gulf's volume took the cake.
The song was unfamiliar to Mew, but he could recognise the voices. It was one of Gavin D's songs — one of Gulf's favourite singers.
At times, Gulf would put on his playlist through the loudspeaker in their home, and that was how Mew got to listen to some of his lover's favourite tunes.
Closing the shopping application, Mew closed his eyes to relax only to reopen them when he felt movements.
"Phi Mew krub…" Gulf called out as he removed his earpiece from the older man's ear as well as his own.
"Hmm?" Mew responds while reaching out to grab his mug from the bedside table to drink.
"What does 69 mean?" Gulf's voice was soft, and it didn't help when he had asked in such an innocent way.
When he heard the question from the younger, Mew's eyes widened as he choked on the water.
The flustered Gulf immediately patted his back while looking at him half-confused and half-worried.
"Aow...Are you okay?" Gulf asked as he stretched to the side to take a piece of tissue for the older man.
Mew was confused, and he did not know how to answer Gulf.
"So? I heard it from one of Gavin D's songs..."
The latter explained after Mew had calmed down.
"Uh..." Mew coughed.
When Gulf thought Mew was confused at the lack of context, Gulf even rapped the line.
Mew hemmed and hawed to stall for time. He needed a way to explain it in the least explicit way possible.
"Uh…" When an idea finally struck him, Mew took a pen and a piece of paper to draw the numbers.
"Figure it yourself." Mew didn't want to be the one spoiling his innocence, and honestly, he hoped nobody would.
Mew suddenly remembered the time when Gulf thought of Daddy as a father figure instead of the modern slang.
But nobody had the heart to tell him the truth, especially Mew.
Taking the piece of paper, Gulf furrowed his eyebrows and studied the number."Aow… Why can't you just explain it to me?"
But his words had fallen on deaf ears, afraid that Gulf would pester him for more — Mew turned away from him to sleep without even saying good night.
"Phi Mew!" Gulf called and shook the man, but when he got no response, Gulf huffed in defeat and slept as well.
