Fated to be yours

Chapter 38

Quite a loooong Chapter.

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"You know you remind me of sunflowers."

His head snaps up to look at Mew so fast he almost gets a whiplash. Did he just hear right? Do coincidences like this really happen? Not believing his ears, he asks to make sure he heard right, "Sunflower? Me?"

Mew nods, his fingers stopping his ministrations in his hair and coming to cup his cheek, "Yes, Sunflower; beautiful and bright, spreading happiness everywhere and pretty."

The man is looking at him with so much warmth and fondness, Gulf can only lie there, partly shocked, partly scared. Shocked because his mind is making its own ridiculous assumption at Mew's words. Didn't Mew just say he likes Sunflower? So what does calling him sunflower mean? Does he likes- No! It cannot be.

And the thought is equally scary because even when he is so strong-willed he can feel his heart thudding loudly against his chest as if wanting to believe all this, believe his mind's ridiculous assumptions.

Mew's fingers come to trace his brows, traveling down to his nose and then curl to caress his cheek with the back of his hand. He tries not to show the havoc it's causing inside him but a gasp still escapes him when the man's thumb comes to stroke his lips.

The caress on his lips stops immediately and he can't distinguish if he is feeling relief or regret that it stopped. But he doesn't get to dwell on it long though because he sees Mew leaning closer, his eyes on his lips, and stops breathing, frozen.

"You are so beautiful" A line from his past echoes in his foggy mind and he only starts breathing again when Mew's lips finally meet his, gently and he lets his eyes flutter close.

The man's lips are warm just like him, moving slow and softly against his own. And despite himself, he relaxes in his arms unconsciously and tries to respond, lips imitating the movement of the pair moving against them.

But his eyes fly open and he comes crashing back down to the real world when he hears Mew groan, pulling him closer.

No!

No!

This isn't supposed to happen!

He pushes Mew away harsher than he had intended to, but he doesn't have time to dwell on that. "I...am sorry. I need to go", Not meeting the eyes of the man he was just kissing and clinging to just a moment ago, he fumbles to stand up. His legs feel like jelly as he stumbles to the door and escapes the room.

No.

No.

What did he just do?

Tears are trickling down his face by the time he reaches his room. Closing the door shut behind him, he slides down against it as his legs give out. Pulling his knees closer to his chest, he buries his face in it. How did he let this happen? How can he let his heart rule over his mind like this even for a second? He knows the consequences and still?

He gets startled out of his thoughts when he hears a knock on his door.

Mew's soft voice follows, "Gulf?"

No! Why is he here? How could the man even follow him after the cruel way he left him behind?

"Baby, please open the door" Mew pleads from the other side.

Gulf sobs at the endearment. Does he even deserve to get called that? That too by this man?

"Baby, please open the door. I can hear you crying and it's breaking my heart. Please. I...I am sorry if I made you uncomfortable but please open the door. I just want to make sure you are okay."