Amongs || GulfMew

What the fuck just happened

Gulf watched as Doctors ran around trying to get all the Angel's taken care of. The Hospital was filled with the injured. Not one room was available.

Gulf winced as he saw the Angels in the bright light, they were dirty, their clothes ripped and riddled with mud and ash. Blood coated them from head to toe and they were all skinny. The wings were hanging down as if they were dead.

Salsa took some of the Angel's including Joong to clean it all off. The rest were being taken care of by Krist and New.

Gulf was relieved that they were all alive.

"Ah, Bright, get Nine immediately." Bright smiled a bit and shifted.

A woman led him to a bed as they cleaned off the green chemical. He warned her not to physically touch it.

Left alone Gulf brooded on everything that just happened.

Suppasit was actually his Mate, Mew. In a way it was a blessing because he loved him, absolutely and truly loved him. But then that was the curse of it too. Mew tricked them all. He feigned love for him and dumped him on his ass. Gulf clenched his teeth. Never had he felt so broken.

Was everything really all an act?

He thought about the tears Mew shed, the nightmares that haunted him, his family dying.

Was he that good of an actor? Apparently he was since Mew laughed at his face not too long ago.

Nine came in through the doors looking around frantically.

"Nine," Nine looked at Gulf. "Don't worry he'll be back soon." Nine nodded not liking the fact that he would have to wait a little longer before he got to see his Mate.

Nine couldn't sit still; he kept looking around to see if Joong came back yet. Gulf's heart ached for the guy. There was finally a spark to his eyes. He suffered a hundred years of Hell thinking his Mate was dead, he hasn't smiled since.

Ben came running through the door. His breaths shallow. He too looked around frantically until he saw Nine and ran to him.

"Where is he?" Ben was already on the verge of tears.

Nine turned to Gulf for an explanation.

"Salsa took him to wash up." Nine and Ben looked around a bit distressed to see the condition of everyone else.

"Is he…ok?" Ben asked. Nine looked to be dreading the answer.

"His condition is better than most."

"That doesn't answer the question." Ben snapped.

Joong came in then. His hair was plastered to his neck and shoulders; he wore a big blue T-shirt and a pair of jeans. His white wings were fluttering all around spraying water everywhere.

Nine ran to him.

It was an emotional scene as Nine wrapped his arms around a shocked Joong. "Nine…" Joong held him tightly crying a little.

Nine broke away to hold his face. "Joong…" His voice broke. Nine kissed his Mate possessively. "Don't leave me again." His voice was rough. Joong nodded, shaking.

"I…I'm sorry Nine…" Nine kissed him again, unable to stop.

Both men couldn't take their eyes off each other. Nine kept kissing his face, his eyes, his cheeks. Nine couldn't stop touching him.

Ben went over for his turn to hug Joong.

"You…You..." Ben couldn't speak as tears started falling down his eyes. Joong held him tightly, apologizing again. Nine only smiled.