Fated to be yours

Chapter 12

Mew sighs as Tamp stops the car in front of his parents home. He had texted his mother earlier that he won't be coming today for their family dinner but here he was!

He had realized just because he is ignoring a certain someone doesn't mean he has to ignore his family too. Oh yes, he is ignoring Gulf, more like sulking at him, not that the boy cares, hmph! He hasn't seen or talked to him properly for three days, nine days if he includes his Japan trip too, not that he is actually counting.

The reason for him avoiding Gulf is, well....he is miffed at him. It was the first time that he had brought a present for someone, except for his family and the boy hadn't even acknowledged his gesture let alone tell him if he liked it or not. Even when he was so busy he had gone, personally and bought him gifts and the boy had nothing to say about it! He hated to admit it but he had waited the whole evening for his message that would let him know that he had seen his present. He was kind of looking forward to his reaction. But what did he get?... Nothing! And then the boy had the audacity to ask how his trip was! Hmph! It was fine, but it would have been better if he hadn't gone around researching the 'must have' flavours of KitKats! for which he didn't even get a thanks in return. 

So, irked, that evening he had avoided him but by the next day he had realized that maybe he had overreacted on the situation and may be the boy had just forgotten about it. So he had decided to apologize to him at home but in the evening he had returned home to P'Fon thanking him for the chocolates. Her words, 'Such a sweet boy Gulf is, he had shared the chocolates with every person in the house'. Even Tamp had few bars of KitKats on the passenger seat! Mew saw red! He had given her a tight smile and stomped upstairs to his room. Not only had the boy had no acknowledgement for his effort, he had gone around sharing his present with everyone! If he didn't like it he could have just told him, there was no need to get rid of it like that!

And then he found out the next day that the coffee he had been raving about for months to his assistant was made by that infuriating boy with annoyingly big eyes and not P'Fon. What is he trying to do by getting him addicted to his coffee like that?

Mew sighs for the last time and climbs out of his car. He is here to see his parents, not to see a certain someone, so he shouldn't dwell on this further and let it be.

He walks inside his parents house, expecting the usual scene of his parents flocking either side of Gulf, chatting with him as if they were long lost friends or Gulf lecturing Chopper on the importance of a proper diet while his dog looked at him with bored expression but silence greets him. He finds the living room empty. He gathers, they are already in the dining room considering he was later than the usual time he was supposed to be there and also because they weren't expecting him.

But there is no sign of his family in the dining room too and the staff is already clearing the table. He nods at their greetings and returns to the living room only to see his father walking his family doctor out.

Brows creased in worry, he hurries to his father. "Dad, what happened? Why was the doctor here?"

"You said you weren't going to be here!"

He ignores his father's surprised question and he asks again, "Is Mom alright?" His father is here so he guesses the doctor must have been for his mother.

"Calm down. Your mother is fine. Well kind of-"

"What do you mean kind of?" He interrupts, irritated.

His father narrows his eyes at his raised voice but answers him, "The doctor was here for Gulf. The dinner had shrimp paste in it and Gulf is allergic to shrimp. Your mo-" 

Mew is already moving towards the stairs before his father can complete his sentence. He barely hears his father telling him to go to his room. Allergy, his mother and Gulf only these three words running in his mind as he rushes to his room.