The Classy Boss

Twenty Four♡

He stirs in sleep and then starts to move, slowly waking up from the slumber. He adjusts his vision by blinking a few times, getting used to the light. He then stretches his hand around and feels the bed empty and cold. He is not here...he left. He thinks.

A sudden fear crawls on his face. He sits up and starts breathing heavily, afraid that he was left alone. He looks around frantically. Saint is nowhere to be seen in his room. Saint's clothes, gone. Saint's phone and wallet placed on the nightstand, gone too. Was he dreaming that his loved one was right here with him? Mew thinks.

He climbs down from the bed stumbling on his way out of the room and then downstairs. He stopped rushing on the stairs as he catches something from the corner of his eyes. Him. He climbs two more steps down to be able to see the view clearly.

Saint is sitting on the tea table...crying. In his mother's embrace. He panicked when he first saw Saint crying but the next second he relaxed a bit seeing his mother comforting him. It's a scenery he has never imagined. It relaxes him completely, all the worries leaving him both physically and mentally. And a smile creeps on his face without him realizing.

He keeps standing there for another few minutes, savouring the scene in front of him. When he sees Saint and his mother settling in the table and continue eating, he decides to climb down the flight of stairs and make his way towards the duo. He finally speaks while approaching them,

"You are enjoying a hearty breakfast and such a beautiful moment...without me?!" He grins amd raises an eyebrow while pulling a chair beside Saint and sits on it.

Both Saint and his mother turn to look at the voice. They both smile at him and then his mother speaks,

"I don't remember when I last saw you eating happily... So I thought of watching my new son eating in front of me to my heart's content!!" She chuckles softly.

Hearing her calling Saint as son makes the boys look up at her and smile genuinely. Saint felt as if he found a new family. A loving family at that. Mew smiled and then his expression changed into a teasing one,

"New son? Does that mean you will love me less now? Fine! I don't mind though..you can keep this new son of yours in this house and watch him eat three times a day! Maybe you'll feel contented that way, forever!!"

Mew said the last sentence in an exaggerated manner leaving Saint blush real hard and his mother chuckling. The lady replies, pretending to think,

"Ummm... That's actually not a bad idea! You're pretty smart, Mew! This way I would be able to see both my sons in front of eyes and take care of them."

She says happily and then turns to Saint, her facial expression turns partly serious,

"Jokes apart. But Saint, I actually like the idea of you staying here, with us. I feel pretty lonely staying here just the two of us. Moreover, that kid is a workaholic and doesn't talk to me that much. I prefer your company more! I'm serious about it. So, why don't you give it a thought?"

She asks in a calm tone but her sudden suggestion makes the guys dumbfounded.

I never knew my mother would be that chill! She even asked him to stay with us seriously!! Damn, she is amazing! Mew thinks in his mind and gets lost in his own world fantasizing everything he could do if Saint lived with him. He keeps smiling to himself without saying anything and resisted from hugging his mother out of excitement.

He slowly turned to Saint who is currently frozen on the spot, holding the fork in his hand, a piece of watermelon stuffed in his cheek, looking straight at Mew's mother. As if his system glitched and is buffering at the moment. He takes a whole minute to process the entire thing and comes back to his senses only to find the mother-son duo looking at him with their eyes fixed on him. He takes a while to understand that they are waiting for him to response to the proposal.