00.09: Just One Yesterday

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Story 00.09

It was an early Saturday morning when Gulf decided to clean his room. It has been messy for a quite while and it's starting to get into his nerves.

He was clustering his things. From his personal things to the ones that fans has given and to the special ones he have.He was carrying some of his belongings from the table when something fell from it.

Gulf bended down to pick up the notebook on the floor. He scanned the front page, running his finger on it, then he smiled as he remembered what it was.

"Flor del Amor"

Gulf sat down on his bed, settling the notebook in his lap. He heaves a deep sigh, mustering up the guts to flip it open.

"Alright" he said to himself as he carefully open it.

On the first page, there's just two words written and that alone already made him teary.

"From Mew"He sniffed but laughed to himself. He found himself pitiful, he's already at the verge of crying with just two words.

Gulf continued anyway.

On the next page, there's a flower from the first bouquet that Mew had given him.

He thought it was really sweet.Slowly, he flips through the pages. Reminiscing every memory the flowers hold.

Even if it's already withered, the memories are still fresh.

He stopped when he saw the flower from the HiraBlue cruise. Mew gave him a bouquet like he was proposing.

Gulf couldn't help it but to smile at himself.

That day, he was happy, very happy. It was all part of the event but he can't keep himself from feeling things.

He remembers even the way Mew looks at him. The way he kneels in front of him, handing him the bouquet.

He realized he has been on the same page for some minutes now. He continued.

More pages has come, then he stopped at another one.

The Valentine's Day bouquet Mew had given him. He find it funny but alluring at how they surprise each other with flowers.

Great days.He flipped through the pages again, stopping at the flower that they used in their shooting for their joint Fan Meeting.

The wedding theme.

He still couldn't believed they did that. Thinking of the future, of how they will get married. They both visualized their tomorrow. Then a drop fell on the page. He realized he has been crying with just scanning his notebook.

"Silly me" he uttered, quickly wiping his tears as if anyone has been watching him.

He looked back at the flower, then he remembered something.

Gulf flipped through it again, finding a specific flower. After at least half a hundred of pages, he found it.

The flower they used for their actual wedding.

He looks at his finger where a gold ring is residing. He bit his lower lip, stifling the sobs that wants to roll out.

He managed to control his sobs. So, he continued but he let his tears fall down freely until he reached a blank page.

"It has been years" he said, his voice cracking.

"It has been two years since you stopped giving me flowers, Mew"

Gulf closed the notebook, hugging it tightly to his chest. Shutting his eyes and letting his emotions flow.

"But I never stopped giving you flowers weekly" he gulped as he felt that there's a huge lump in his throat.

"I would never stop giving you""Even though this note won't have another flower in it, my love for you will still bloom"

He looks at the notebook, gently brushing his finger at it.

"If only I could trade all this flowers just to bring you back to life. I'll trade my tomorrow for just one yesterday"

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