When gulf woke up he glanced over at Mew, still asleep in the bed across the room. His blanket was rumpled up around him like a cocoon, his brown hair spilling out from underneath. Gulf smiled and crept out of the room, careful not to wake Mew.
He stepped out into the hallway, and his heart swelled with appreciation as he took in the sights and sounds of the house.
Gulf felt a warmth in his heart as Mew descended the stairs for breakfast. Gulf had already prepared a plate of pancakes and omelets and was just about to put it on the table when Mew came in. Mew gave a warm hug from behind and Gulf couldn't help but smile.
'Good morning, my sunshine,' Mew said and kissed Gulf's forehead.
The two shared a moment before they began to eat. Mew had been feeling down lately, but Gulf's loving gesture made him happy.
As they ate, Mew thanked Gulf for his kindness and reminded him of how much he meant to him. After breakfast, they both went outside and enjoyed the fresh air together.
Mew had never forgotten the day his parents died. He had been just a child at the time, but he could still remember the sound of the car crash and the smell of burning rubber in the air. He had seen the suspect, but the image was blurry in his memory.
Gulf listened intently as Mew told him his story. He couldn't imagine growing up without his real parents, and the thought of what Mew had gone through made him sad.
"I'm sorry for what happened to you," Gulf said calmly
"It's okay you don't have to say sorry" He wanted to do something to make things better, but he just didn't know how.
Mew had been able to find comfort in him, but the pain of his loss was still there. He had to learn to cope with it and move forward. He had to focus on the present and the future, and not dwell on what had happened in the past.
Gulf promised Mew he would always be there for him. "I'm always here no matter what happened" He would be his support system. Together, they could overcome anything.
"Thank you" Mew smiled.
He was glad he had someone he could rely on. He knew he would never be able to forget what had happened, but he also knew he could find a way to heal. He was on the path of recovery and he was determined to make the most of it.
Gulf wanted to be honest with him. But there was one thing he had kept hidden from her - his father. His father was the suspect in a serious crime and Gulf was afraid that Mew would be mad at him if he found out.
He knew he should tell him the truth, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He was scared of the consequences and of losing his love.
"You seem quiet?" Mew asked him.
"You know about my father?" Gulf said.
"Yeah, you haven't told me about your family."
"Well, the reason I was in here is---
"Gulf?" Phuwin said, Mew look at him in a glared eyes.
"What are you doing here?" Gulf ask.
"Oh, my house is near here, it was Chef Mew right?" Phuwing said but Mew still glared his eyes at him.
"Are you jealous?" Gulf whispered at Mew.
"No, I'm not" Mew denied it but his actions speak more than words.
"My family was here they looked out the store," Phuwing said, that why Gulf stoop up immediately.
"I think we have to go," Gulf said and he glared his eyes on Phuwing to say shut up.
Phuwing giggles and pat his hand on Gulf's arms.
"Goodbye" Phuwing
"That's enough" Mew fake smiled at Phuwing while removing Phuwing hands-on Gulf.

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Sweet Truth
FanfictionGulf was the youngest son of the Patinpul family, one of the richest generations in Thailand. But now they were living in the United States. Gulf was never reveal himself in public, and no one knew who he was. When his father asked him to take over...