Fated to be yours

Chapter 37

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Standing in front of the mirror after shower Gulf stares at his reflection, specifically at the cut on his cheek. It has healed well, without leaving any trace thanks to Mew's constant nagging to put ointment on it so it doesn't leave any scar.

Thinking about Mew makes him sigh. The man worries a lot, like really a lot. After recovering from his fever, he has gone back to his routine but something has changed. He has become quite... protective. No points for guessing that it's because of the incident with Eva.

Mew has asked, no, not asked rather requested is a correct word. The man has requested him to be careful about his surroundings and to text him when he reaches home. The man has gone as far as opting for a tracker.

His eyes fall on the pendant around his neck Mew had gifted him a few days ago. Reaching up, he takes it between his fingers to caress It, like he had done other thousand times. It's really so beautiful.

*Flashback*

Gulf is at his study table, preparing for his next exam tomorrow when there is a knock on the door. His lips immediately pull up in a smile as he calls out, "The door's open P'Fon". He is now habitual of the customary knocks on his bedroom door every few hours. Since his exams have started, every few hours P'Fon knocks on his door, holding food or snacks laden trays. When he had inquired about it she had informed him that it was Mew's order, that he needs to stay healthy to fight the exam monsters.

"I am yet to finish-", He turns around when the door opens only to see it's not P'Fon. "Oh, Welcome home, Mr.Suppasit." It looks like after returning home the man has directly come to his room because he is still in his suit. He is immediately up from his seat to meet him halfway across the room, and inquires, "How are you feeling now?"

Mew grins, "I am absolutely fine. Don't worry you have nursed me back to perfect health."

He can't help but blush at his teasing as he remembers the night before yesterday when the man had slept on his lap. This infuriating man! But despite his red ears, he reaches up to touch Mew's forehead to check his temperature to find that indeed it's normal. But before he can pull his hand back, Mew grabs it. "Oh!"

"Told you I am fine. Now, come here," Taking his hand, Mew makes him sit on the bed before taking a seat next to him.

Confused, he stares at the man, "Um...Mr.Suppasit, what's the matter?"

Mew shrugs, reaching up to caress the cut on his cheek. "Nothing. I just came to check on you. Can I not?"

"Oh, I didn't mean that" he drops down his gaze wondering when the man will leave his other hand that he is still holding.

But instead of letting his hand go, Mew intertwines their fingers making him look up in surprise. "Actually, I am here to give you something", the man says and without letting go of his hand, with another hand he digs into his suit packet to bring out a small jewelry box and holds out it to him, "For you."

Gulf blinks at the box, "What's this?"

Mew arches up an eyebrow, "Why don't you see it for yourself? Take it."

"But what's the occasion?" It's not like it's his birthday or something.

Mew sighs, freeing his hand, and thrusts the box in his palm. "Can't I give my husband something if I want?"

Gulf feels his heart stutters at his choice of words. Husband. It's one of the rare times of Mew addressing him as his husband if the introductions at the parties don't count. He lifts his gaze from the box to look at the man, "But it's not needed Mr.Suppasit."