Mine - A Mewgulf Fiction

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A month later...

"Did you guys enjoyed?" Mild showed up with a graceful black suit, perfectly fitting his body shape.

"Yes we did. Congratulations again, Mild." Mew smiled.

"Mhmmm. Wish you both a happy life ahead. Thanks for inviting us. It was fun." Gulf shook hands with Mild.

"I should be saying the same...to both of you." Mild smirked and both the males chuckled nervously.  Mild noticed it decided to tease them more. "Who knows I get to attend a wedding too as someone right here picked up that flying bookey."

"It wasn't intentional you know tha-"

"Of course I know! And that made it more interesting. See you guys on your wedding then!" Mild grinned playfully and left the two blushing males alone.

"Gulf! We've to go for your check up! You didn't forgot right?" Mew broke the silence.
Gulf nodded. "Let's get going then!"

Both bid their farewells and went to their home where the doctor was waiting for Gulf.
"So....how was it?"

"Good. You're the best." Gulf closed the door behind him and exclaimed at the doctor.

"Keep your volume down! He might hear us!" Doctor then shushed him and Gulf quietly nodded.

"So let's switch to your treatment now. Are you doing all the exercise properly? And eating the healthy diet I asked you to?"

Gulf nodded again.

"Where's your tongue at? Can't you speak young man?" The doctor then raised his brow at him, clearly looking annoyed by Gulf's playful teasing.

"So tell me about meditation. How much the time has extended?"

"2 hours."

"What?" He snapped his head towards the smiling boy in front of him.
"You mean in total three hours?"

"Yes! I can meditate without getting tired for three hours straight now." Gulf flashed his toothy smile proudly.

"That's a great progress I wasn't expecting from you to be honest. Very good!" The doctor then nodded his head in understanding. When he saw he got no response or bluntness from the boy, he turned his head again to face a silently sitting Gulf playing with his fingers.
"Are you sick?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Gulf said quickly.

The doctor sighed a relief. Looking at his bluntness and cold answers, the boy is fine indeed.

"I'm trying to live you know?" Gulf then sighed in frustration.
"Earlier if I was feeling sick I was okay with it. If I live or die it doesn't matter to me anyways. But now, it matters. Seeing that boy everytime smiling at me, talking to me, caring for me, loving me, I can't live him alone. I need to be fine for him."

"Oh dear..." The doctor felt a sting pain straight into his chest, seeing how vulnerable the boy looked right now. Despite his cold behaviour, only few people knew how warm his heart is.
"I'm sure you'll be fine. You're doing great. Continue doing all the exercises and you'll soon be able to live without medicines."
He slowly patted Gulf's shoulder as if he was lending some of his strength to the boy.

Gulf nodded. "I'll do anything! If eating grass for life is the cure, I'll never touch any single fast food in my whole life."
He mumbled in silence.
"I'm determined. Of course Mew is the most important and I can eat him anyways."

The doctor chocked on the sudden blunt response. A second Gulf was being in serious talks and another second he started playing around.
"What th -"