Blind Trust (MewGulf)

Chapter 15: Jealousy. Third wall down: Possessiveness

POV Gulf

What the hell is going on?

Gulf was beyond confused.

They had been fine for the last few days. They had bonded and talked until late at night almost every day. Gulf had had the feeling that he was getting closer to Mew, especially after filming episode four.

Mew had been with him all day, knowing how emotionally exhausting episode four’s scenes were for him. He had hugged him, had taken his hand in his, never been out of Gulf’s side for more than a few minutes.

- I hope you’ll do the same when my turn comes - Mew had said.

They had been spending more and more time together by themselves, without the company of other cast members. It had become a normal thing for Gulf to stay at Mew’s condo to sleep. They would play games, watch movies, practice their script together… and sometimes they just talked.

Well… I talked.

Mew was kinda difficult to open up. Even though he had told Gulf some things about his life, he had drawn an invisible line between them. There were certain topics that Gulf knew was off-limit: like his past, the scandal, his family… stuff like that.

Gulf was hoping that opening up to him would make him relax around him for a bit.

But, two days ago something changed.

Mew wasn’t pulling back this time. Not like he previously had done.

Mew was sulking.

Yes… you heard it right.

Mew freaking Suppasit, the superstar of 28 years old, was sulking like a toddler.

And Gulf was beyond bemused.

Gulf hadn’t done anything that could explain Mew’s actual state. Or at least, he didn’t think so.

They had to film a scene from episode five, and Mew wasn’t talking to him. Hell, he wasn’t even looking in his general direction. They were at the mall waiting to do the scene. Mew’s lower lip was somehow prominent as he stood waiting for the rest of the crew to arrive.

- Phi~ - Gulf said to him while grabbing his arm.

Mew kept looking at the script he had in his hand, never attending at Gulf’s call.

Gulf just gave up at some point. Mew was being a child, so it was best for Gulf if he just left him alone. Maybe in a while, he would be able to talk to his Phi again. Gulf took his script and sat down in a bench near the store where they were supposed to film… and sighed.

It’s gonna be a long day.

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POV Mew

He was being childish.

Mew knew it. He was behaving like a kid. But he couldn’t help it.

He was mad.

At himself, at Gulf, and at that freaking girl… Poom.

He was feeling restless since two days ago.

- Do you think we did a good job with the love scene? - Gulf had asked the other day.

They had been in Mew’s living room, sitting on the couch, practicing some lines.

- I think so. We did our best after all.

- Yeah, but I think some tongue will be shown.