MewGulf One Shot

00.14 Blinded

STORY 00.14
inspired by I Can't Make You Love Me - Bonnie Raitt

A/N: Since many had asked me for a part two of Diary, here it is. This is the second part of it. And read til the end, I have something to say. Enjoy!

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THE ROOM IS IN SILENCE. The only sound can be heard is the running water from the faucet that Gulf had long forgotten to turn off. He just stand there, in front of the sink. His mind wandering around and lost in his own bubble.

Since the day he had read the diary, everything has changed. Not the way their relationship goes but the way he sees things. He became more observant, more aware, more frantic about the little things. He lost his usual bright smile too.

He kept thinking what do he lack that after a long time, he can't make Mew love him like the way he do to the other.

As a father for Lou, he's sure that Mew never fails to be one. He's caring, supporting and the love he gave to her is genuine. He knows that. But what about him? Was he genuine to him? Is there at least a single thing he was about? Or maybe at least once in their entire relationship?

"Gulf?"

He was pulled out of his little world. He inhaled a sharp breathe as he quickly dried his tears with the back of his palm.

Before he could even look at the man he love, he felt his arms wrapping around his small waist and his chin resting at the top of his shoulder.

"What's wrong? Why are you crying?" Mew asked in a worried tone.

Gulf chuckles but obviously forced. "I'm not crying, I just accidentally have soap in my eyes"

Mew didn't answer. He knows it's a huge lie but he don't want to push it. And Gulf knows what it means too, it'll bother Mew inside and it'll affect both of them. He just want to curse himself because he still care and he knows their ropes.

Gulf sigh, sliding his fingers in Mew's hair, ruffling it gently.

"I'm fine," he smiles but it didn't reached his eyes.

"Gulf," it was Mew's turn to sigh. "I noticed you've been acting different lately. Did something happened? You know I'm always willing to listen"

He turned around, keeping Mew's arms around him. He cups the older man's cheeks. Pulling out a bigger smile to strengthen his lie.

"Mew, I'm okay. I promise," the he leans closer, kissing the tip of Mew's nose.

The action always makes him smile. Mew snuggled his face at he crook of Gulf's neck as he gently plays with his hair.

Just hold me close, Mew. I won't let go.

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THE LIGHTS WERE OFF, Gulf lays down in the bed. He shuts it off purposely to hide his puffy red eyes. He has been crying while waiting for his husband to come out from the bathroom.

A few minutes after, the door finally opens. A shred of light coming through and Mew coming out. Hair still wet, towel hangs around his shoulder, he just got out from the shower.

"Asleep already?" Mew asked while he walks toward the bed as he dries his hair with the towel.

"Still awake," Gulf answered almost like a whisper.

Mew sat at the edge of the bed. His back on Gulf.

Despite the darkness, he could see Mew moving uneasily in his seat. His fist clenching open and close.