"Gulf!" Zee limped towards Gulf.
"I miss you!" Zee hugged Gulf and let him go.
"How are you son?" Mrs Suppasit hugged Gulf.
"I'm good." Gulf replied.
"How are they?" Mrs Suppasit questioned Gulf.
"The same." Gulf replied.
"You look tired Gulf... Maybe Thorn can replace you here so that you could rest?" Mrs Suppasit suggested.
"I'm alright Mother." Gulf smiled at Mrs Suppasit.
"You need rest too. Has Zee been good and behaving?" Gulf smiled down at Zee.
"Zee? My angel?" Mrs Suppasit smiled down at Zee who was smiling.
"I want to see my babies first." Mrs Suppasit smiled sadly.
"I'll be with Zee." Gulf stated.
Gulf stared at Mrs Suppasit who was walking slowly towards the ICU wing. He sighed and looked down at Zee.
"Gulf?"
"Yes Honey?"
"When can I see Saint and Daddy Mew? I miss them." Zee murmured.
"They are still sleeping. When they wake up... Maybe I can bring you to see them." Gulf assured Zee.
"You should kiss Daddy. Maybe he will wake up." Zee suggested.
"Maybe I should." Gulf replied and smiled at Zee's suggestion.
"Gulf... I brought this for you." Zee unzipped his bright red Formula One backpack and took out a container.
"I have an apple and your favourite chocolates." Zee said as he opened the container.
"Thank you Honey. I will eat them later... Okay?" Gulf said.
"Gulf..." Zee whispered.
"Yes?"
"You should eat." Zee suggested.
"I do?" Gulf asked his brother.
"Yeah." Zee nodded.
"Why?"
"You looked sad.. and mmm... your face is not the same. You should eat." Zee adamantly said.
"Oh Honey..." Gulf's eyes began to brim with tears. Zee's selflessness. Zee's observation on his physical and mental state. Zee's intuition.
"I haven't eaten anything since yesterday." Gulf admitted.
"I love you." Gulf knelt and hugged Zee.
"I love you too." Zee murmured and his small arms wrapped around his brother returning his embrace.
"Saint will say I love three and Daddy Mew will say I love you four." Zee muttered.
"I miss them." Zee continued.
"I miss them too." Gulf's tears fell. He hugged Zee tightly as if he was absorbing Zee's strength and comfort.
"Gulf..."
"Yes Honey?"
"You are squeezing me too tight." Zee replied.
"I'm so sorry!" Gulf quickly pushed Zee away.
"Don't cry Gulf." Zee used his small hands to wipe Gulf's tears.
"Maybe I miss them A LOT!" Gulf smiled sadly.
"Kiss him."
"What?"
"Kiss Daddy Mew. He will wake up!" Zee suggested.
"I will... I will.. I will kiss my sleeping... Handsome." Gulf nodded but he knew how futile it was to want such a miracle to happen.
"Let's sit over there Gulf..." Zee pointed at a row of chairs on the wall.
"Let's." Gulf and Zee walked hand in hand towards the row of chairs and sat down.
"Here." Zee gave Gulf an apple.
"Thank you Zee." Gulf murmured and bit into the apple.
"Here" Zee took out a bottle of chocolate milk and handed it to Gulf.
"Saint's favourite." Gulf muttered and Zee nodded in agreement.
"No wonder he loves it... It's delicious!" Gulf exclaimed and Zee nodded in agreement again.
"How are you Honey? Do you still feel pain anywhere?" Gulf asked Zee.
"Sometimes when I accidentally touch them. They itch!" Zee grumbled.
"I want to go home." Zee muttered.
"You don't like staying with Uncle Thorn and Grandma?"
"I miss our home." The child sighed.
"Me too Honey. Me too." Gulf answered.
"Gulf?"
"Yes?"
"Do you think... Do you think they will die?" Zee whispered.
"Zee... They won't die!" Gulf hugged Zee again.
"So many people die." Zee murmured.
"Everybody dies." Zee whispered miserably. Gulf understood where Zee's insecurity came from. Both of his parents died in an accident. Their adoptive mother died too. This stoic kindhearted child had experienced so much lost in his short life.
"They won't die Zee. Please believe me. They will open their eyes and they will be with us just like before." Gulf vowed.
"Mama didn't. My parents didn't." Zee murmured. Gulf gazed at his brother and then hugged the boy again.
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"Hello? Thorn? Is everything alright?" Gulf answered a phone call from Thorn.
"Gulf... Saint is awake... He's awake!" Thorn informed Gulf.
"REALLY?!"
"Yes... The doctors are checking on him."
"I'll be there soon! Thank you Thorn."
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Fanfiction28 years old Mew was having a bad day. First, his business deal that he had painstakingly been working on for the past 3 months had gone down the drain. Meanwhile, his mother had been bugging him to settle down because she wanted grandchildren. Mind...
