LIMELIGHT

08.

If there is something about Mew that Tul is so familiar with that is his overly possessive attitude but at the same time being overly cautious of all his actions.

He might act like things are all okay with him, calculating everything before doing something, thinking of all the cons and pros of everything and everyone around him. Tul loves that about Mew —his logical thinking.

As they went inside Mew's house, chopper immediately barked at Tul angrily. Mew quickly grabbed the dog and carried him on his arms, letting Tul entered the house freely. On this instances, Tul was born ready. He immediately took out a pack of treats from his bag, silencing the dog and Mew in surprise. Tul smirked.

A manly laughter echoed, "You really know how to get Chopper in between your fingers."

"The owner and the dog are two peas in a pod. Both loves being pampered with treats." Tul joked as he started feeding Chopper who's still in Mew's arms.

Mew laughed softly with Tul's answer. How can he stay angry with Tul when he's this adorable?

"Want to eat something?" Mew asked as he headed to the kitchen. Tul followed him from behind. The owner of the house headed to the refrigerator while Tul sat on top of the bar counter watching Mew from behind.

"You gonna cook? I think that's a bad idea." Tul answered with a laugh.

Mew turned his attention to the man on his bar counter with a frown which made Tul laugh out more.

The blonde man opened his arms up wide, signalling Mew to come closer, burying his face on Tul's chest while being wrapped on a warm embrace. Mew missed this. Tul missed this. They both missed each other.

"Are you still mad at me?" Tul asked, coaxing his lover with all the attention and affection he can give.

Luckily, aside from Chopper, there's no one else around them. Mew already dismissed all the house helpers early today as they drove home, letting them be who they are inside the four-cornered house.

"How can I be?" Mew retorted as he encircled his arms around Tul's waist: his strength slowly being pulled out of his body, his heart getting all vulnerable and soft like a gelatine.

"What happened to my overly confident Melvin?"

The man brushed his nose over his Tul's shirt before gazing up on his teerak's face. It was still the same as it was before. The look on Tul's eye still felt like the whole universe staring back at you. The lips of his teerak is still the same shade of rose petals as it was before. Tul is still the same sanctuary that he'll run off to whenever he feels tired of all the heavy problems being thrown at him.

"He's still in love with Tyler."

Tul cupped Mew's cheeks with his palm, "Tyler loves him as well."

Tul leaned forward and claimed Mew's lips like a baby that was deprived of his milk for a day. Mew's hand started travelling all over Tul's back, tracing every inch of it, cherishing each other's presence in between their arms.

Their passionate kiss was cut abruptly as Chopper started barking at them. They both smiled at each other warmly.

"I'm sorry for earlier." Tul said as they returned their attention back on each other, pertaining to the photo that a fan asked.

"No. It's alright. I know that you just want to be more private when it comes to personal stuffs. I won't say anything nor announce what we have, not until you are already ready." Mew stated as he brushed his thumb over Tul's soft cheek.

"Thank you." Tul replied.

Mew respects his teerak's decision even if it means he have to be always denied and hid from other people's eyes, even if it means that he'll need to endure seeing people and fans pushing Tul with Max.

Mew gave a peck on Tul's lips before turning his back and going back to what he's doing earlier.

"Come on. What do you want to eat? I'll cook." Mew said as he rummaged their refrigerator.

Tul laughed, "Just instant noodles." He teased.

They both laugh in unison. Tul went down the bar counter and sat on the floor as he pulled out a box that is staying idly on the side.

"You still haven't assembled this?" Tul asked as he sat on the floor and took out everything inside the box.

Mew, who's busy preparing the instant noodles, answered, "Been busy, teerak. I almost completely forgot about it."

Tul laughed as he started assembling it.

Mew placed the pot on top of the stove. He then went behind Tul and sat on the floor, watching his teerak pouring all his attention to it.

He took his phone out as he made a quick snap of his boyfriend's serious face. He chuckled while staring at a new picture that would be added to his collection of a thousand random photos of his home.

A sudden phone ring caught both of their attention, Tul turned his head to look at Mew.

Mew, who's holding his phone knew it wasn't his, "Someone's calling you."

Tul took out his phone, "It's Max."

Mew watched Tul as he quickly stood up and went outside the house to answer the phone.

Mew took the pot out of the stove as he took out two separate bowls and poured the contents of it on it. He sat on the chair, waiting for Tul to come back.

Almost 20 minutes passed before Tul went back inside. Mew immediately stood up as he saw his teerak holding his bag.

"Where are you going?" Mew asked.

Tul smiled as he hesitantly said, "I'm sorry. Max told me that a company contacted him for a couple endorsement. They want to talk to us now."

Mew nodded as he accompanied Tul towards the doorsteps, "Oh. I see. Just call me once you get back home."

"Okay." Tul gave Mew a quick kiss on the lips before heading out.

The house turned silent as Mew was left alone. He felt a pang of pain on his chest as he slowly walked back towards the kitchen and saw the already cold untouched bowls of noodles.

He took it and quickly threw it out on the sink.