Never love you

Lovestory

Mew was washing dishes in the middle of the night, having fallen asleep in the evening and forgotten to clean. Suddenly, Gulf came closer to him and bent down to wash his hands. Mew spoke without looking up.

"You still smell so good," he said. Gulf glared at him but then smirked evilly, as if remembering something.

"Yes, you know the guard I slept with? He gifted me that perfume. It feels like he's here. I'll let you meet him next time he visits me. We always have sleepovers here. Oh gosh, he's still so sexy and handsome," Gulf said. For some reason, Mew began to laugh and fell to the floor.

"Why the hell are you laughing?" Gulf yelled.

"He died just two years after that incident due to a heart attack. With whom are you sleeping? A ghost?cutiee? Mew said. Gulf got more pissed and, kneeling down, grabbed Mew's hair tightly.

"Ahh, Gulf, I mean sir, it hurts. Leave," Mew said. Sighing, Gulf released him.

"I never wanted to slap you that day. I was just angry."

"Angry that you slapped me? Instead of asking, you accepted me as a cheater and didn’t even let me explain."

"I just wanted to protect you from everyone. You already knew how Eva was," Mew said. Gulf laughed, clapping his hands.

"Oh, congratulations and thanks for protecting me. Thanks for making me pregnant with two kids and never coming to check or apologize."

"I had nothing left. I was homeless and you were so famous and rich. They never let me meet you."

"Still, you could have done that if you wanted to. For love, a person can even dig the soil or fly in the air. Anyway, why am I even talking to a cook? Bring me a glass of milk to my room," Gulf said. Nodding, Mew finished washing dishes and walked inside Gulf's room. He placed the milk glass and looked at Gulf when suddenly Noah peeked inside.

"I will open the door in the morning. Please solve things, clear misunderstandings, and Dad, please apologize to Mom. He still loves you," Noah said and closed the door.

Gulf ran towards the door and began to knock repeatedly, calling for Noah, but Noah didn't open it.

"Noah, open the door!" Gulf yelled when Mew held his hands and pulled him toward him.

"What the hell are you doing?" Gulf asked. Mew gently made him sit on the couch.

"I'm sorry, but believe me, I didn’t doubt you for a second that day. I didn’t slap you. Eva would have killed you. Of course, I did wrong, but you didn’t know how manipulative she was. I misunderstood you in the beginning, but once we got closer, I had no doubts. Things were actually not in my hands. Please forgive me."

"I hate you. I won’t forgive you ever," Gulf said, annoyed. Mew knelt down, holding his hands.

"Leave my hands, you filthy guy." Mew immediately let go and sat down, crossing his hands.

"Please don’t accept me as your husband, but please don’t hate me. I never hated or doubted you. I know it was wrong, but please," he said. Gulf stood up and cooled down a little.

"Umm, okay. I won’t hate you, but don’t think I will accept an ugly guy like you as my husband," he said. Mew just smiled.

"I know, and I don’t even want to. Just be happy and marry a handsome guy who can match your status." Saying that, Mew stood up when Gulf grabbed his collar and slapped him hard on the cheek.

"This is for not stopping me ever. Why do you always let me go? Why can't you approach me? Are you an idiot or a coward? Hold me, force me, beg me, but keep me with you, idiot. Are you an asshole?" Mew was shocked by the sudden confession.

"Really? You want me to do all that?" Mew asked, getting closer. Gulf nodded.

Smiling, Mew grabbed Gulf's waist and made him sit on the table while pulling him closer for a kiss. They were almost kissing when Noah opened the door and rushed toward Mew. He was about to punch him but stopped and smiled.

"Although I hated you, now that you’ve cleared the misunderstanding, kiss him on the bed, not on the table. It's weak and my mom's back is weak too. Anyway, I just came to confirm whether my mom killed you or not. But he's a softy; he still loves you," Noah said, smiling. Both Mew and Gulf looked at each other.

"They are just like this, please don’t mind," Gulf said in a low voice. Mew gently pulled him into his lap. He closed the door and placed him on the bed.

"Here’s your milk, drink it," he said, making Gulf drink the milk with his own hands. Gulf was drinking it while looking straight into Mew's eyes. He immediately put the glass on the table and pulled Mew into a long kiss. While kissing, they cried, remembering all the days they missed each other, all the sufferings, all the pains.

"I love you. I love you so much, baby," Mew said while biting Gulf's neck, chest, and tummy. Gulf moaned, naked under him.

"Can we do that? Can we make another baby?" Gulf asked. Mew, biting his lips, nodded. He pulled Gulf's legs up and placed them on his shoulders while licking his thighs.

"Ahh, gosh, you are too tight," Mew moaned while pushing inside. Gulf bit Mew's shoulder, almost turning it red.

Pulling him up, Mew thrust in and out while they sweated hard.

"Deeper, go in," Gulf urged. Mew increased his pace and smiled.

"Coming," he said, and something squeezed out. Finally, he put Gulf back on the bed, turning him over while riding on top of him, grabbing both of his hands, and kissing him from behind.

"You are having sex with your servant; you will have to pay, sir," Mew smirked, saying it as a joke. Gulf, bouncing, spoke.

"Okay, go bring my wallet from the cupboard." Mew frowned for a second.

"Go hurry up, listen to your owner," Gulf said seriously. Wrapping a towel around himself, Mew went to the cupboard and, with an embarrassed red face, came closer to Gulf. Gulf pulled out some cash and actually gave it to him.

"Thanks for your service. I would hire you next time also. You may leave," Gulf said in a serious tone.

"Take it, otherwise I will fire you." Crying, Mew just took the cash, wore his pajamas, and turned around to leave. He opened the door when Gulf spoke.

"Take this also," he said. Suddenly, Mew turned around, and Gulf immediately jumped on his body, wrapping his hands and legs around him.

"I am also your reward, Mr. Servant, and this reward is precious. Keep it safe. Let’s go to the hall area. Let me make your favorite pancakes," Gulf said. Crying, Mew cried more and hugged Gulf tightly.

Gulf smiled, hugging his husband while Mew kissed him annoyingly all over his face. Walking towards the hall area, Gulf cleaned his hands and, pulling out the ingredients, began to make Mew's favorite pancakes and fed him with his own hands. Noah and Nora came in.

"You said you hate pancakes?" Noah asked.

"I still hate them, except for the ones he makes. I love anything made by his hand, especially pancakes," Mew said while his husband was feeding him.

"Eat some too."

"Eww, you guys just made out. I mean, sorry, I mean kissed or maybe did something, and without even showering, you made pancakes? Ace and I would never... We don’t even touch our phones without washing ourselves after a session," Noah spilled. Gulf looked at Mew with embarrassment.

"I never restricted him from saying anything; that’s why he’s blunt," Gulf explained. Nora realized and immediately went inside his room. Looking into the mirror, he slapped sitting down infront of the mirror he looked at Ace's and his picture together and Began to cry.

" You are an asshole, after so many things you still don't love me... Why? Why don't you love me" he cried and cried looking at the picture