Chapter 7.
After classes, Mew immediately went to his car to go home.
But after seeing Gulf walking towards the parking lot, he sat first to the back of his car while smiling and staring at Gulf whose walking closer to him.
He is enjoying this, as well as how his heart raced its beat whenever he is near at Gulf. It is so comfortable and he wants to feel it for a long time.
Noticing Mew, Gulf walked fast planning to ignore the man who is obviously smiling towards him. What Mew is up to, he doesn't know about it. All he know is, he wants to go home already to stop his heart from racing its beat for this day.
But what he want sank when Mew grabbed his wrist tight but not painful.
"Can we talk?" Mew asked while wearing his smirk that totally fit him, making him more attractive.
Gulf froze from such action, Mew's touch send tingles to his spine, feeling butterflies in his stomach and his eyes darted to the other man's eyes that is making his ears red. He immediately frowned his brows and sent sharp looks to Mew as he replied.
"What do want to say? Just spill it, I'm in a hurry!.." Gulf said, looking at everything but to Mew's eyes. The other man then smiled widely and moved his head to the front catching Gulf's eyes.
"I want to talk about why you can't look at me right now." Mew said while smirking at Gulf.
Fuck Mew! Gulf cursed in his mind,
Stop pestering me, I might not hold myself and kiss your tempting lips right now!
Gulf pressed his eyes shut, calming himself.
What are you up to Mew?
"Ask your foot!" Gulf grabbed his wrist from Mew and successfully freed himself from the pale guy. He walked fast to his car and immediately drove off without looking back.
In his car, he tried his best to calm his emotions as it went crazy clearly because of Mew. He is emotionally attracted to Mew and he's not gonna admit that because he is Gulf. The man who can't accept that he is being gay for Mew.
On the parking lot, Mew can't stop smiling from what the tanned man acted. He didn't know the meaning of Gulf's actions but he knows he is happy and he will be contented from that.
For the next days and weeks that came, Gulf did his best to avoid seeing Mew and to be seen by Mew. And the other man didn't let every opportunity to pester Gulf go.
His way of catching Gulf's attention seems to be effective as the tanned man is always having a red ear and a flushed face every time he is annoying him.
He really enjoyed every seconds of him being with Gulf and he wanted more. This time he will make his way in a different level.
Gulf made sure that Mew is not on the hallway before he walked towards the parking lot.
Observing, he remembered the last time Mew approached him.
[Flashback]
Mew waited for him beside his car as he parked again in Mew's self proclaimed spot because there's no other spot left and he is hurrying in the morning so he parked on it.Biting his inside lower lip, he frowned his head and went straight to the drivers seat and attempted to open the door but Mew strongly stopped it through pushing the door back.
Gulf looked at Mew angrily while making a strong grip to the handle of the door. The other man smiled and said.
"You stole my spot again. I'm afraid you'll steal another thing from me next time." The pale skinned man said, playfully mocking Gulf.
"I'm not planning to steal anything from you!" Gulf said half shouting but Mew only smiled at him widely. And leaned his face closer to Gulf only to say.
"But I think, you're slowly stealing my heart already." Mew said with a sexy tone, making Gulf hitched his breath and stared at Mew without blinking his eyes.
That sentence fluttered his heart, making it almost jumped out of his chest. He tried his best to collect his senses and strongly open the door before he lost his face.
Shit! The hell with you Mew!
Before he could calm, he successfully got his car out of the parking lot and drove to his condo while breathing heavily.
He is hearing Mew's last sentence repeatedly, echoing to his mind. It bothered him deeply.
Maybe he is just kidding, he does not mean it, he looks like playing when he said it so what he said is not real.
Gulf mentally lectured himself trying to encourage himself not to believe what the other man said. He wants Mew to stop but at the back of his head, he wants more.
[Present]
As Gulf walk, he is still looking around when a strong grip held his arm and dragged him inside the boy's comfort room. Followed by the sound of the door locking.He had no chance of fighting back as the man in front of him strongly pressed his body in front of him making him trapped on the wall beside the door.
A veiny hands holding his hands in either side of his head. An intoxicating smell ran through his nose, making his mind went blank.
Those veiny hands are familiar so he already know who is the man in front of him. As the man rub the tip of his nose on his neck, he breathed heavily as if he forgot to breath for a minute.
"Fuck.." A baritone voice wake him from the enjoyable feeling of Mew's body pressed to his.
Gulf can feel Mew's deep breaths as if he is having a hard time holding himself from doing more. Mew is really having a hard time controlling himself from leaning his face in front of Gulf.
He knows that if he do that, he can never control himself anymore. Due to strong feeling he is fighting right now, he decided to burry his face to Gulf's neck and deeply shut his eyes close. He should not kiss Gulf, that's too much for now.
Gulf almost lost in focus when Mew buried his face to his neck, he can feel Mew's forehead and pointed nose deeply contacted to his skin, sending shivers down to his spine and a wild knot in his stomach.
He can't help but close his eyes and enjoy the feeling Mew is giving him.
Realizing the situation, Gulf immediately pushed Mew away from him but Mew didn't protest as he stepped back farther from Gulf. Being too close to Gulf will not help from controlling himself.
"Shit! What are you doing?!" Gulf shouted at Mew but Mew didn't respond and just stared at him with unsteady eyes, looks like Mew wants to do more.
Gulf noticed that Mew is hard, he gulped and immediately looked away and went out of the comfort room as fast as he could. He placed his shoulder bag in front of his crotch to hide something.
Sitting in his car, he grabbed his hair with his two hands and slightly hit his forehead on the steering wheel.
I am fucking hard! Why does he affect me like this?!
With trembling hands, Gulf tried his best to go home safely.
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----Yaayaaan..💜