Alcohol {Mewgulf}

I love you

Gulf's P.O.V

Silence, that's all I heard, until a sniff, then another, then another... "Mew?" 

"I love you too.... SO fucking much..." It was then that I realized Mew was crying. "Phi, why are you crying?" I asked, not sure of his reaction, although hearing him say I love you back brought tears to my own eyes. "I just, it was just so out of the blue but I'm happy you told me and I love you too!" 

"Oh, I thought I upset you! I'm so happy~" I heard a soft chuckle come from the other side of the phone and smiled. "You didn't upset me, never... I just was shocked... Do you think I could come and see you? Like... If the nurse will let me?" I felt my heartbeat quicken, wanting to see him so bad but also wanting him to be safe and ok. "Yes, oh my god I wanna see you so bad..." 

"I'll be right back, I'm gonna ask the nurse if I can see you, since I have been walking for the past few hours." I nodded, although I know he couldn't see me. "Right. Ok..." I waited for him to come back to the phone, but about 5 minutes later instead of hearing his voice, I saw him in person, coming through the door. "Phi!" 

I smiled brightly as he walked over to me, still a little wobbly, with the nurse walking close behind him. "Hey baby, she said I could." I laughed. "I see that! C'mere, sit over here!" He nodded, bringing the IV tubing and pole carrying the fluids with him over to me. "Have you tried standing yet?" I shook my head. "No, he shot me in the abdomen, so it still really hurts to move..." Mew nodded and sat next to me on the bed, his right arm bandaged.

"Baby..." He sighed, looking down at the wound on my stomach, wincing as if it were his fault. "Hey, we've talked about this, it's not your fault... It's not my fault, it's his. Ok?" He nodded, smiling sadly. "I know." 

There was a small moment of silence before Mew spoke again. "I love you princess~" I smiled and leaned forward a bit to engulf him in a hug. Not to tight, as I was still in pain, but enough to show him I loved him too. I didn't want to overuse the words to much, as this was the first time we had the courage to say it in the first place. "Don't wear out those words..." I muttered, resting my head on his shoulder. 

"I would never." He mumbled back, smiling softly. 

Our moment of peace was broken when there was another knock on the door. "Come in!" I said loudly. I watched as the nurse who had been treating me walked in, along with an officer... Then another... Then another. "Can I help you?" Mew asked, trying to be polite, but also a hint of fear laced in his words. 

One of the officers stepped forward and smiled at us, a warm feeling I actually appreciated. "Sorry for disturbing you, but we have been informed of the situation and are here hoping to interview you?" I nodded slowly, as did Mew. "Alright, we just have a few questions, so lets get started."