DESIRE (MewGulf) || Completed✓

DESIRE

Hello loves! I'm here with a MewGulf Oneshot! I hope y'all like it!

Plot summary: An excerpt from the latest Urban Decay event that y'all don't know about, and also the aftermath 😆😌😌😌 ;))))

Don't forget, it's fiction. :'D

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Mew yawned as he felt his eyelids starting to disobey his commands of staying open. He was tired as hell. Swamped up in schedules and interviews, he felt like he would pass out on the floor.

The host of the live show with 'Urban decay' was saying something cheerfully onto his mic, but every sound was floating away without brushing by his ears. Mew was about to fall off the chair, when he felt a strong, familiar grip on his waist. He looked to his left, only to find a concerned face of his boyfriend.

Gulf, who was listening to the host, could see his P'Mew stretching and rotating his neck through the corner of his eyes. He knew that his boyfriend was tired with all his tightly packed schedule, and he wasn't getting enough rest. So when he sensed that Mew was zoning out, he immediately turned his full attention towards him. And everything else, turned into air.

"Are you okay, krub Phi?" Gulf mouthed towards the sleepy Mew, and suddenly smiled as he saw how zoned out and cute his Boo looked. He smiled as he saw the lost look at Mew's face, and wondered how beautiful a man can be. He smiled, because that beautiful man beside him, had eyes only for him. He kept on smiling without a pause, as he saw Mew turning towards him and suddenly every cloud above his face drifted away in a fraction of seconds. Mew, was then fully awake and beaming at his Gulf, his face showing no trace of tiredness.

Gulf smiled wider, and threw a kudos at himself through his mind. Well done, Kanawut. He muttered under his breath.

"Sorry krub tua-eng, did you say something?" Mew asked, with a fond smile on his face.

"Nothing krub Phi. Are you tired?" Gulf asked, still concerned. He slowly raised his hand from Mew's waist and reached for his neck unconsciously. Concern for the love of his life never leaving him, he started to gently massage Mew's neck with his thumb. And in response, Mew immediately closed his eyes, and sat straight.

After a few moments of being lost in each other, Mew suddenly opened his eyes, realising that everything was surprisingly quiet around them. He looked at the host, who seemed to be exasperated yet he was blushing. Realising what was going on, Mew let out an embarrassed laugh, and smiled like a little boy who got caught while stealing ice cream from the fridge at night. Damn, I need to have a grip on myself. He thought. Grip? Yes. And Mew didn't stop his hand from going directly for Gulf's waist. He clutched onto it gently, wondering how his baby was doing. He spared a peek at his boyfriend, who seemed to be..... happy. Gulf's face showed a slight tinge of pink, with a shy smile plastered on his face. Oh my beautiful baby Gulf..... And Mew found himself getting lost into his boyfriend's cuteness, when he heard his name being called.

"Mew krub?"

"Yes, krub Phi?" Mew said, embarrassed again.

"We all are still here." The host said, pointing out towards himself and the crew.

Mew took a glance at Gulf, who was still smiling as if he didn't care about the world. He then looked at the flustered faces of the crew and let out a small nervous laugh.

"Shall we continue with the event, krub N'Mew, N'Gulf?" The host asked again.

"Yes krub, Phi." Gulf said between giggles.