Fated to be yours

Chapter 40

Gulf blinks to clear his vision as his eyes open. He wonders why he has been sleeping at this time of the hour, as he looks around the bright room. Looking at his side to glance at the clock he sees it's past two in the afternoon.

He winces as pain shoots up in his head when he sits up. Holding his head, he tries to remember what happened to him when his eyes fall on the shirt he is wearing. It isn't his. It's...Mew's, the one he was wearing earlier. Why is he- suddenly it all comes back to him as to what happened earlier. He was telling Mew everything...and...

He can't remember after that.

But why Mew isn't with him? Has he...has he left him? Is he disgusted by him now that he has seen his scars and knows everything? He gulps the lump in his throat and blinks his eyes trying not to cry as they starts to sting. "It's okay, Gulf. It's okay!" he repeats to himself. "Mew had the right to choose if he wanted to stay or not. It's not a big deal, it's okay, you will be fine", he tells himself.

He had expected this outcome so why does it hurt so much now. It feels like-

"Gulf!"

His eyes snap to the door as Mew rushes into the room, disheveled and extremely worried. Keeping the tray he is holding on the side-table, the man cups his face, "Are you okay? Does your head hurt? Do you feel sick?" He can just stare at him shocked as the man continues, "What happened, why aren't you saying anything? Baby, you are scaring me!"

"You...you are back" he manages to mumble out, overwhelmed. Mew hasn't left. He is still calling him 'Baby'. It means he isn't disgusted with him, right?

Mew pulls him in a hug, "Fuck! Baby, you scared the shit out of me! You... you fainted in my arms. I can't describe what I went through in the last two hours. Never do that again, I beg you. Never, please."

"I...fainted?"

After a moment, the man pulls away to look at him. "Are you really okay?"

He nods still dazed by the fact that Mew is really here. He drops his gaze down, ashamed for thinking that the man has left.

"What happened?" Mew questions.

"When I woke up you weren't there, so I thought you left me because...you are disgusted by me" he confesses, contrite.

Mew presses a kiss on his temple. "I am sorry to make you feel like that. I just went to get some food for you for when you woke up" he explains before his hand cups his jaw, "And look at me tua-eng."

When he raises his eyes, his breath hitches at the soft yet intense look in the man's eyes. "Nothing is disgusting about you. I would be very mad if I ever found you thinking like that. You are the most beautiful, the bravest, the strongest person. I am proud of you, so proud. Understand?"

He nods.

"In words, baby" the man demands.

Licking his dry lips, he croaks out, "I understood." He blinks as a smile creeps on Mew's lips. How fast does this man's mood change? Just a moment ago he looked so fierce and now he is smiling!

"And I am never going to leave you tua-eng, as long as you want me I will be here, by your side."

"I will always want you" he blurts out, before feeling his ears going warm and ducks his head, blushing. Oh my God!

Mew chuckles, fondling his red ear, "Good. So it's a deal baby, you are stuck with me for life." He feels another peck on his hair before Mew turns to grab the tray from the table and places it in his lap, "Here, now eat. It's way past lunchtime. The doctor said you have weakness because you haven't been taking care of your health."