Tied Together [Book 2 In The Dom and the Daddy Series] ON HIATUS

Chapter 4: The Plan

Sorry this update has taken so long I was not in the right state on mind to write.  Everytime I sat down to try it was terrible.  Thank you for your patience, your continued support and constant encouragement.

We're back in the office of the bar on the couch where Gulf fell asleep in Mew's arms after crying for hours.

Gulf blinked his eyes trying to adjust to the darkness.  He was used to waking up in dark, strange places, that wasn't new.  However, he was usually cold and wet from being out in the elements, he wasn't used to feeling warm. 

As he slowly recovered his faculties he became aware of two strong arms wrapped around his waist and hot breath on the back of his neck.

Unwilling to wait for his still sleep addled brain to make sense of the information Gulf bolted forward breaking the hold on him and spun around ready to fight or flee.

Mew barely had time to open his eyes as he saw Gulf dart past him, clutching his red backpack and heading for the exit.

Scrambling to his feet Mew managed to catch up to Gulf as he bumped into a table trying to make it to the door.  Wrapping his arms around the young man's back Mew tried to keep his voice calm

"Woah, easy! Calm down Gulf. You're safe. Do you remember who I am?"

Mew asked keeping a firm grip on a still struggling Gulf.  Unwilling to relent and beginning to panic as his breathing became faster and more shallow, Gulf thrashed desperate to get free of Mew's grip.

Watching as all hope of any semblance of trust slipped away Mew grasped at his wits end to think of how to reach the terrified boy.  Spinning him around, Mew used his body to effectively pin Gulf to the wall and force him to look in his eyes.  Gone was the mask of tough, street wise, punk.  All Mew saw was a terrified young boy desperate for some kind of connection. With one hand on each trembling, tear stained cheek, Mew spoke once again in a softer voice.

"Gulf, my name is Mew.  My friend and I found you last night in the alley outside the bar.  Do you remember? We brought you in a bandaged you up and you passed out on the couch.  I was just trying to comfort you. Nothing else happened I swear."

Blinking several times, as if struggling to wake from a nightmare, he brought his hand up to touch his taped up ribs.  Finally, nodding his head slowly he said in a small quiet voice

"You.. you helped me?"

"Yes! We helped you and you're safe here.  You don't need to run away.  You need to rest and your ribs need time to
heal."  Mew replied as he used his thumbs to wipe away the last few tears before stepping back slightly.

Coming to his senses Gulf quickly pushed Mew back

"I'm not stupid! I was there I remember I was just a little weirded out waking up like that!  I was just a little foggy is all."