Fated to be yours

Chapter 17

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After they get home from the party, Mew feels his stomach grumble as he hadn't eaten anything at the gala. He showers quickly and comes downstairs only to see Gulf already bustling in the kitchen.

"Oh, I was bringing your food upstairs" the boy exclaims when he sees him, getting the food out of the microwave. He was reheating the dinner for him.

"How did you know I would be hungry?" surprised, he asks as he walks into the kitchen. 

"You didn't eat anything earlier" comes Gulf's artless reply, accompanied by a shrug, "And you yourself say never to miss a meal. It applies to you too, you know." 

Taking a seat at the barstool, Mew can only smile at his words and watches fondly as Gulf serves him his dinner. How sweet! 

And it's good that the boy is here because he wanted to talk to him about something, precisely about what he got to know from Tong earlier at the party. Though it was hard to calm down, he didn't bring it up to Gulf at the party because it's a serious matter and thought it would be wise to talk about it at home. But it has been bothering him since the moment he got to know and it cannot wait anymore.

*Flashback*

Tong sighs, "It's just that I feel protective towards him as a brother...maybe because he is too young and also because of what happens at the University" a somber look settles on his face at the last words.

Mew frowns at his last words, "What do you mean by what happens at University?"

"Does Gulf ever talks about what happens at the university?" Tong asks.

"Yeah he does," Mew doesn't hesitate to answer. It's true. They talk about their day at the dinner table every day. In fact, in the car on the way to the party, to distract Gulf from his nervousness when he had asked about his day, Gulf was all too happy to share about it. "What about it?" he asks.

"So you must know how he is in college, right? He is always alone, no friends whatsoever. He is 4 years younger than his classmates..so I can understand, it must be hard to connect with people. But he is like...he doesn't need anyone, he likes to be alone. It worries me. No one likes to be alone" Tong finishes, pensive.

Mew doesn't know what to say to that. He had gathered that Gulf is an introvert by nature but to the extent of having no friends is quite.. worrisome, he agrees. Now that he thinks about it, Gulf has indeed never mentioned a friend or acquaintance in any of their talks. How didn't he notice this before? He frowns.

But if he found that worrisome, Tong's next words make him stunned.

"And there's also all that bullying."

"What?" He seethes. Gulf is getting bullied and he has no idea about it?

Tong looks at him alarmed, "You don't know?"

Mew glares at him, "You think If I knew about it I would just sit back and do nothing? Give me the names of those fuckers, they would regret even laying hands on Gulf!" he rages.

"Woah, Woah, Woah, calm down!"

"You are saying my husband is getting bullied at his university and you want me to calm fucking down?" he hisses, voice low not to attract attention but his hold tightens on the champagne flute he is holding.

Tong shakes his head, "No one lays a hand on him, Mew. I wouldn't sit back either if that happens. It's just, you know how college kids are, can't see someone better than themselves. So they resolve to calling names and spread weird rumors."