HIS MUSE (COMPLETE)

A Day In Paris

"Morning babies. Have you seen Gulf?" Mew asked his children as he walked down the stairs.
"He is exercising." Saint said.
"He is?" Mew questioned.
"He said that he wants to get rid of his coconut jelly." Zee shared.
"Coconut jelly? Why does he want to get rid of his coconut jelly?" Saint queried.
"I love coconut jelly." Saint added with a dreamy look on his pudgy face.
"We can get coconut jelly when we get back to Thailand." Zee smiled at Saint.
"It's not coconut jelly... It is coconut belly. As in this."Mew pointed at his stomach.
"Belly?" Saint pinched his protruding tummy and shook it. Zee and Mew laughed at Saint.
"Is this a coconut belly Daddy Mew?" Saint questioned him.
"Does it look as big as a coconut?" Mew asked the young boy.
"Yes." Saint nodded.
"Then you have a coconut belly like Gulf." Mew explained.
"I want a coconut belly too." Zee patted his tummy while pouting.
"You can have mine." Saint brought his round tummy towards Zee and put it on Zee's tummy. That made Zee giggled at Saint.
"You're funny Saint." Zee grinned at his brother.
"Have you had breakfast children?" Mew asked and the children nodded.
"Grandma made french toasts." Zee informed.
"I had French toasts with chocolate syrup." Saint grinned.
"Of course you did." Mew ruffled Saint's hair.
"Zee... That is how he has a coconut belly." Mew stated.
"Chocolates!" The boys chorused and nodded at each other.

    Mew left his children after chatting with them and went to the basement of the house to where the gymnasium was. Even before he reached the gym, he could hear the humming of a treadmill and someone jogging on it. He peeked into the gymnasium and saw his husband jogging steadily on one of the treadmills. Gulf had a determined look on his handsome face. Mew walked into the gymnasium and sat on one of the bench press machines and stared at Gulf.

"Morning Baby."
"Morning." Gulf replied.
"Have you had breakfast?"
"Yes and no." Gulf answered.
"Meaning?"
"I had a mug of coffee and nothing just yet." Gulf explained.
"How long have you been on the tread mill?"
"Half an hour I think." Gulf replied.
"Let's have breakfast?"
"Give me 15 minutes?" Gulf said and Mew nodded.
"You don't have to exercise every day you know." Mew muttered.
"I did say that I love your adorable coconut belly." Mew teased his husband.
"Zee calls it coconut jelly." Gulf smiled.
"I don't think he would want to eat your belly... If only he knew." Mew grinned while Gulf laughed.
"Baby... Today... I want to take you out on a date." Mew shared.
"A date?" Gulf slowed down the treadmill and started walking.
"Yup. You will love what I have planned for you." Mew shared.
"The children?" Gulf asked Mew.
"Mild will bring them on a food tour with Mother." Mew told Gulf.
"Our first date in Paris..." Gulf smiled happily.
"Thank you Mew." He said to Mew.
"You are welcome Baby." Mew smiled back at his husband.
"Come down from the treadmill Gulf... I don't want you to lose all your belly!" Mew teased Gulf.
"You started it! Calling my tummy a coconut!" Gulf huffed.
"I was kidding. I love you Baby... Warts... and Coconut belly and all!" Mew laughed. He then dodged a wet towel hurling towards him and he snickered when the wet towel landed behind him.
"I don't have warts!" Gulf grumbled.
"You are adorable Baby." Mew smiled at him.
"I hate you!" Gulf growled.
"You love me." Mew smiled at him.
"Yeah... I do love you... How can I resist a sexy handsome billionaire like you." Gulf grinned.
"And how can I resist a intelligent and fascinating sexy boy like you?" Mew winked at Gulf.
"I'm not a boy..." Gulf muttered.
"My bad... You are not a boy... I can vouch for that." Mew teased his husband.
"You horrible man!" Gulf turned his head around as if making sure that nobody was around.
"Nobody is here except us." Mew stated.
"I need to be extra careful... Saint could be hiding somewhere!" Gulf grumbled. Mew actually understood Gulf's reservation after what had happened many months ago when Saint misunderstood their banter.
"The last time I saw him... He was proudly sharing his coconut belly aka jelly with Zee in the living room." Mew shared.
"That brother of mine is really something." Gulf muttered as he slowed down the treadmill even more and started walking slowly.
"Mew..."
"Yes Baby?"
"What should I wear?" Gulf asked him.
"Anything that you are comfortable in." Mew answered.
"Okay." Gulf replied and stopped the treadmill. He then walked towards Mew and picked the towel that had fallen on the floor.
"I'm famished!" Gulf declared.
"Let's go." Mew wrapped his arm around his husband's shoulders.
"I'm sweaty Mew." Gulf tried moving away from his husband but was stopped by Mew.
"I love my sweaty husband." Mew informed him.
"Why?" Gulf asked curiously.
"It reminds me of how you look and smell... when we have really DAMN good sex." Me whispered seductively. Then, Mew laughed and swatted Gulf's arm a few times when his young husband pinched his stomach.