Blind Trust (MewGulf)

Chapter 6: He has a what now?

POV Mew

- So now you can touch him without having a panic attack? - Mild said over the phone.

- I didn't have panic attac-

- Just answer the god damned question!

- Yes, Mild. I can touch him without having an epilepsy attack - Mew said to his friend.

After their little talk, Mew realized that Gulf was actually ok with him doing skinship. It made him be relaxed around him. It was easier to do it when he didn't have to think about the potential consequences of his actions. And it was much smoother to act like Tharn.

He was really grateful for his partner.

It was actually a shock to know that Gulf already knew about his story. Mew had thought Gulf didn't know, as he never treated him like a leper like everyone else had done.

"Phi, don't think about it. Let's focus on now. We have to work together to make this series something we can be proud of"

Sometimes Gulf seemed to be the older one in their relationship. Mew needed constant reassurance from him, to know if he was doing the right thing.

Other times, it was Gulf who came to him, asking for advice about acting methods or other work-related things.

- I'm glad you guys talked. You were driving me crazy with your games - Mild took him out of his thoughts.

- We weren't...

- Well, I'll have to take my sweet personality away from you. I have other things to attend.

- Sure Mild, talk to you later - Mew said, rolling his eyes. Sometimes he wondered why were they even friends.

Because Mild put up with his whiny self, that's why.

The filming of episode one had gone really well. Tharn and Type hated their guts, so he and Gulf only had to do a bunch of fighting scenes.

Until that last scene.

- Cut! - had screamed P'Tee.

Mew had got up from the top of Gulf's body for the... he had lost count already.

- Gulf, you're not supposed to kiss him back - P'Tee said once again.

- I know - Gulf responded - It's just... it turns out that way.

- Type is drunk, Gulf - P'Tee explained again - He isn't supposed to do anything.

- But I mean...P'MAME told me Type was attracted to Tharn since the first time he saw him, right? Wouldn't it be obvious that deep inside, Type wants to react to Tharn? Unconsciously, Type recognized Tharn's touch, so he reacts to him... That's how I see it.

Tee thought about what the boy was saying.

- Fine. But still no kissing back. Make Type touch Tharn a little, and that's it, ok?

- Khrub, Phi - Gulf answered.

Mew returned to were Gulf was laying down. He was actually quite surprised with his level of character understanding. But his back hurt so freaking much, it was going to be difficult to act the scene again.

- I'm so sorry P'Mew, for making it difficult to you - Gulf said sheepishly.

- It's ok, Gulf. I just had the staff put a hot pad in my back. We're good to go.

- This time I'll do it right. I promise - Gulf looked at him with remorse.

- Alright, let's do this.