Under Your Wings

Chapter 10

Mew woke up with the worst hangover he had ever gotten in his entire life. He didn't take any invitation from those chicks even though he was the one who suggested to have some fun. But he ended up drinking his sorrow away. He didn't feel great at all for sending Gulf home with somebody else.

And he felt worse after knowing that he didn't fond of anyone coming near Gulf at all. Something must be wrong with him. Mew had never been someone who was so obsessive of someone else. Friends, even girlfriends, he never experienced this kind of feelings.

Of all people, it was Gulf who attracted a trait that Mew never knew he could have. Mew was so used to being the center of attention, yet Gulf was the first one who kept shoving him away, averting his gaze whenever their eyes met. Perhaps he wanted Gulf's attention for himself. That was the best answer he could get right now.

Mew heaved a sigh as he got up with his throbbing head. It felt like someone was cutting his head open. He came down to the kitchen to have a glass of water, making all the helpers who were there startled for getting a visit from their master.

The helpers were competing in getting Mew what he needed. Mew was into his own thought that he missed seeing the whispers he got from the helpers. The young man sat idly on the barstool, as his mind wandered to a figure that kept popping up in his head, even though he had girls on each of his side.

Mew kept wondering if Gulf went home safely. But he knew Jaa was treating Gulf gently, and he would bring Gulf sound and safe. He was rather having Jaa bringing Gulf home than having to see Gulf smooching some other girl. Gulf was too good for a cheap play like that.

He couldn't let Gulf stooped that low. Gulf was better than a person who was playing such games, like himself.

The pale guy sighed, not even minding his bed hair that was striking up. When he was quietly drinking the water to mend his throbbing head, suddenly the backdoor at the kitchen was springing open. He saw a copy of Gulf but older was standing there. He looked quite pale when his eyes met with Mew's.

"Uncle..." Mew got up from his seat, he was as stunned as the older guy. His head was full of Gulf that meeting the other guy's father in person made him nervous somehow.

When Mew was going to ask about Gulf, the old man averted his gaze and asked for a first aid kid to one of the helper. Mew scrunched up his thick brows, trying to process the sight in front him.

He silently watched Gulf's dad from head to toe. He was breaking sweats and his eyes seemed red. Had he been crying? Mew blinked his eyes as he looked at the old man thoroughly.

Then his eyes saw the uncle's hand, "Uncle, you're bleeding.." His words made the old man flinched as he covered up his hand. "Are you okay?" Mew asked worriedly and walked towards Gulf's dad.

The gardener stepped back as he saw Mew was coming closer to him. As soon as he got the first aid kit he asked for, Gulf's father pivoted his heels and was ready to go, but the tall guy took big steps with his long legs. He grabbed Gulf's father's hand which was having blood dripping due to the cut he got on his knuckle.

"What did you even do to get this injury?" Mew's dismay was more apparent this time. If Gulf knew about this, Mew believed the other guy would be so worried.

Gulf's father yanked his head out of Mew's grip. "It's nothing, sir..." He cleared up his throat, "Now if you may excuse me.." He was going to walk away but Mew's question stopped him.

"Is.. is Gulf home?" He asked.

Gulf's father was quiet for a while before he answered, "He hasn't gone home, yet. Maybe he's making troubles somewhere again." He then turned to Mew as he continued, "You too, sir. Don't involve with a troublemaker like him, or you're gonna end up being a bad son to the master." He then slightly bowed down to Mew before he went away for good.