Crossing The Line [MEWGULF FIC]

CHAPTER 10

Mew woke up from one of the best night's sleep he had gotten in a while. For a moment he was confused by his surroundings, until he looked at the man laying next to him. Gulf's back was pressed to Mew's chest, and their legs were slightly intertwined.

I could wake up to this every morning and be the happiest man in the world.

But that was a thought Mew let drift away from him. He had promised himself not to let himself fall any further, and he meant it.

Gulf's eyes flickered open, and Mew was convinced his thoughts could have been loud enough to wake him.

"Good morning." Gulf had the softest cutest tone of voice first thing in the morning. He turned into Mew's chest, still sleepy and not totally aware of his actions, and snuggled in just a little bit. Mew wasn't complaining though. It felt nice, and he hadn't been like this with anyone for a while. Even though it was just simple intimacy...it meant a lot.

"Good morning sleepy boy" Mew ruffled Gulf's hair a little bit, and it was accompanied by a small giggle from Gulf. God he was precious.

"I'm sorry...I probably shouldn't have made you stay over. Do you have somewhere you need to be?"

There's nowhere else in the world I would rather be.
"No, don't worry about it...I'm free for the day." Gulf looked reassured by this comment.

"Then--maybe we can go get breakfast?"

"No--" Gulf instantly looked disappointed.

"--how about we make breakfast together instead?"

And the frown was turned upside down after hearing those few words.

"Sure---but can we lay here for a few more minutes?" Gulf's eyes were similar to a puppy--cute and irresistible.

"Yeah...we can." And with that Gulf put his head on Mew's chest and closed his eyes.

To be honest--Gulf just wanted to make the most of this moment. A moment he never wished to end. He was laying in his bed next to a man he loved. And whether or not he loved him back...that was besides the point. If he could just have this moment with him...it was enough.

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"Two omelettes---here we are." Mew insisted on cooking for Gulf because he allowed him to stay the night, though Gulf had thought that him staying the night was the real gift. 

"Thank you chef Mew" They both giggled at the title.

The atmosphere was so carefree. There was no awkward tension, and everything felt fun and light hearted.

They had eaten breakfast so late it was more of a brunch, and it was going great until Mew's phone rang.

"I should probably get this, it's my manager."

"Yeah yeah of course."

Gulf admired the view of Mew on the phone, with a serious expression on his face--much different than the smile that had been plastered on his face minutes before. He had a...business expression.

"Yeah I understand...I will be there soon."

Gulf knew what that meant. Something probably came up--it was life.
"Hey, it's an emergency modeling contract fiasco--I have to go. I'm sorry..."

And with that it was back to reality.

Mew genuinely looked guilty--Gulf didn't know why he would feel so bad. It wasn't like they had planned to spend this time together ahead of time.

"Mew--it's okay don't worry about it. Plus, we have plenty of time to see each other. Do what you have to do."

Gulf gave him a big smile, simply to reassure Mew.

"Okay, thank you...sorry again to leave in such a rush."

Mew was walking and talking, gathering his jacket and wallet and such.

"It's no problem--now get there before they kick your ass." Gulf spoke with a laugh interlaced with his words.

He really was something special...Gulf.

Mew waved as he shut the door behind him and ran out to his car.

But then Gulf was reminded. For a moment--just a second...being with Mew like this...it had felt as if they were together.

But they weren't. And Gulf was once again left alone.

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Mew drove home with the music playing quietly. He was consumed by his thoughts rather than the music pouring out his car speakers.

Mew had a thought.

What if Gulf was the one?

What if they were meant to be together? What if he wasn't like Art? Would it be worth the risk?

...Could someone ever love me?

But Mew reminded himself. It would be selfish of him--absolutely selfish. Potentially ruining Gulf's first serious acting gig over a crush? Mew knew it was more than a crush--but it was easier to pretend it wasn't. Mew couldn't wish the pain he went through the previous year on any other person. Especially Gulf--because--because he L--he liked him. That's it.
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Episode 12 filming--was amazing. They had done every scene except for two--the "i love you" scene and their last kiss scene.

Everything had to be perfect.

It was sad. They still had to film the special episode but--this was the last regular one. It reminded Gulf that soon it would all be over. They would have promotions sure...but it was different. They could hug, and do fanservice but Gulf would never have an excuse to kiss Mew again. This was it. And Gulf wasn't going to leave himself with any regret.

For Mew--well--he should be happy right? He was so close to the end of filming. He hadn't messed up yet with Gulf, but he knew it was the promotions that ruined him last time. During promotions you do the fanservice--you feel all the same feelings as you would on set, but you realize that you aren't in a relationship...you can't kiss. It's no longer your characters, but you. And that's where the lines usually become blurred. Mew had thought Art loved him back, but it was just fanservice.

Mew had to prevent himself from recreating his past. He would do things differently this time around.

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"Gulf--I think we should refrain from doing any fanservice. It's just...easier that way."