CH 23: You Fine?

I'm too lazy to write. But I will for my lovely readers.

- Wan

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***GULFMEW HOME***

It had been four months since their makeup. Mew and Gulf were the lovely couple round the clock. Even the office's serious environment could not stop these two from flirting. For them breakfast, lunch, and diner were all dates. Mew started to help Gulf in the kitchen. And the cuddles at night were bound to turn to something more every other night.

"Doughnut~" Gulf whined. They had only got back from work. "What is it?" Mew asked. He didn't do a lot of work today but he wasn't feeling energetic. "I want my recharge huggies," Gulf made puppy eyes. Mew smiled lazily and sat on Gulf's lap. His legs were on both sides of Gulf's, his head on his husband's shoulder and hands around his neck. Gulf hugged Mew back and closed his eyes. He sniffed on Mew's hair and neck. "How do you always smell so sweet?" Gulf asked. Mew smiled and kissed Gulf's earlobe. "I don't know. It's you who finds my smell sweet all the time," Mew sighed.

"Well then..." Gulf smirked. Gulf tugged Mew's shirt out of his pants and snaked his hands underneath. He kissed Mew on his cheek, then on his neck. He sniffed his husband slowly and seductively. Mew moaned, "Gulf~" Gulf had his hands roaming on his husband's torso under the cloth. Mew leaned back to look at Gulf clearly. Gulf leaned forward asking for a kiss. Mew put his hand on Gulf's mouth to stop him. Gulf looked at Mew confused. He could not understand why Mew stopped him from kissing. "Not today," Mew said and put his head back on Gulf's shoulder.

"What happened?" Gulf was confused. Mew sighed, "I just don't feel good enough." Gulf furrowed his brows in worry. "What do you feel bad about?"Gulf asked. His hands were out of the shirt and were now checking Mew's temperature. "Your temperature seems fine. Does it hurt anywhere? Should we go to the hospital?" Gulf was all worried. Mew smiled lazily at his little worried kitten. "I'm fine. I am just too tired to do it today," Mew assured his husband. Gulf nodded.

"Just rest like this then," Gulf said as he hugged Mew tight and kissed his cheek. Gulf leaned back on the backrest of the couch so that Mew could lean on him comfortably. Mew's head was between Gulf's shoulder and neck. He kissed Gulf's adam's apple and smiled. Gulf felt Mew's lips stretch in a smile.

"Gulf?"

"Yes Doughnut?"

"Have you ever thought about having children?"

Gulf never thought that Mew would be the one to start this topic. Of course! he had thought of having children with Mew. And Mew being a hermaphrodite was the biggest and best blessing Gulf had. He would love to see little Doughnuts running around their home. Ever since Mew told him of his medical condition, Gulf always imagined how cute would Mew look with a baby bump. He loved the idea of Mew bearing his kids within him. But he wouldn't have children if Mew was not ready for it. After all, it was Mew who will have to bear the children and not Gulf. So Mew's comfort and agreement matters the most.

"Of course, I have," Gulf replied with a smile. He was imagining a big belly on his Doughnut. Mew straightened his back and positioned his hands on Gulf's chest for support. "What have you thought about  it?" Mew pouted. "We'll have kids when you're ready," Gulf simply said. Mew nodded then asked, "Why so? You don't want to have kids now?" Gulf gave his comforting smile. He caressed Mew's cheek from one hand and from the other hand, he took one hand of Mew and kissed it lovingly. "I would love to have kids with you whenever. But I don't really want kids now," Gulf said with a smile.

Mew looked lost. "What's on your mind?" Gulf asked for Mew's attention. Mew fisted Gulf's shirt and put his head back on Gulf's shoulder. "Nothing..." Mew sighed. Gulf knew that Mew had a lot of questions in his mind. Gulf knew of the habit of overthinking that Mew had grown over the years. He knew that Mew's insecurities were starting to eat him on the inside again. Gulf hugged Mew tight. "Don't overthink about this matter," Gulf said. But I can't stop this overthinking! Mew failed to voice.

Mew was not sure anymore. He did not know if Gulf really wanted to have kids. But that was only the first point his overthinking brains thought of. There were many more parts and points in Mew's mind that he didn't even know how to speak. There was much more than even he himself had thought would ever be. He was not only thinking about Gulf right now. He was thinking of Fon and March. He was thinking of his friends. Of the other colleagues. Of the society. And of the world.

He had too much on his head. He could not take it. He wanted to talk it out but he didn't know how to. He had it all clearly in his mind. But he didn't know what words should he use to describe his thoughts. He did not even know if words will be able to carry his consent.

Having kids wasn't the main thing troubling Mew. March and Fon didn't know about his condition. He was afraid of how they might react. He was afraid that they might not accept him anymore. After all, they were of different social status. It would affect their business and image. He did not know how would people in their office react to it. Everybody had always looked up at Mew. But then, if he was pregnant, it would be so weird. Would they not talk behind his back? He didn't know if to still continue working once he gets pregnant. He was afraid that it might cause problems for Gulf. But he wanted to have kids with the man he loved so bad.

"You're not going to create any troubles for me. Ever," it was like Gulf could read Mew's mind. Mew looked at Gulf, surprised. Gulf gave Mew a light peck on his lips. "No one will ever be able to say anything about you. I guarantee you of that," Gulf smiled at his shocked Doughnut. "How did you know what was I thinking?" Mew asked with wide eyes. Gulf answered, "You're too easy for me to read." Mew pouted.

"Are we still going to your house or is there a change in plans?" Gulf asked. Mew dug his face into Gulf's shoulder. He replied, "Change in plans. I don't want to go anywhere." Then Mew added, "Just stay like this, it's cozy." Gulf happily complied.

After staying in the same position for about an hour they thought to just sleep. They weren't hungry as they had lunch much later than usual. Gulf stood up and Mew was still clinging onto him like a koala. "Come here," Gulf said picking Mew in his arms. Mew put his legs around Gulf's waist and held him tight. Gulf slipped his hands under Mew's butts to not let Mew fall. Mew's hands were around Gulf's neck and his face dug there too. Gulf smiled adoringly at this clingy wife of his.

***BEDROOM***

Gulf settled Mew on the bed. "Let go, Doughnut," Gulf asked the clingy man. "No. Why should I?" Mew whined. "I'll just get us clothes to change and prepare the bath," Gulf said, still held close by Mew. "We can just sleep in our boxers~ I don't want to bathe," Mew whined. Gulf knew he had to be stern. Giving in to Mew and spoiling him all the time was not good, Gulf knew. Gulf said in a serious tone, "Mew, let go." Mew knew that when Gulf called him by his name it was not a request anymore but an order. Mew let go of Gulf and just laid down on the bed.

Gulf kissed Mew on his forehead, "I won't be gone for too long. And the bath will only help you relax." Mew just nodded. Even if Gulf was being serious, he never forgot to be gentle with Mew.

Gulf returned after some time. He helped Mew get rid of his clothes and carried him to the bathtub.

***BATHROOM***

Mew had his eyes closed and head resting on Gulf's chest. Gulf was sitting behind Mew, he was cleaning both of them.

"Doughnut?..."

"Hmm?"

"I love you."

"I love you too. "

Mew didn't know why Gulf said this out of the blue. Not that Gulf rarely said this, Gulf would say 'I love you' to Mew a hundred times a day. Something was different about Gulf's tone. But Mew could not tell what the difference exactly was. Gulf somehow sounded distant, but the love and warmth were the same as ever. Mew got off Gulf's chest and turned to face him. "What's wrong?" Mew asked. Gulf did not reply, he was lost in a world of his own.

"Hubby!~" Mew pouted, still no response. "Glaze!" and Gulf turned to him. "What happened to you?" Mew asked again. Gulf smiled sadly. "Nothing. I'll just miss you," Gulf replied. Mew didn't get what Gulf was talking about. Mew's insecurities rose up again. "Why are you talking like you're leaving?" Mew's voice was breaking, his eyes wide and watering. Gulf was quick to hug Mew. "I'm not leaving you! Doughnut~ Why would I leave you?" Gulf was trying to pacify Mew. Mew pouted, "Then why did you say you'll miss me?" Gulf sighed, "Because I'm leaving for the business trip to Korea and you won't be there with me"

Mew couldn't get it. "But I am your secretary. Why won't I be there with you?" Mew questioned. Mew's brains surely stopped working when his insecurities were rising. "Because Lee is supposed to accompany me there and not my lovely wifey," Gulf pouted. The realization hit Mew. "When will you return?"Mew asked. "Next weekend," Gulf replied.  "When will you leave?" Mew asked again. "Monday. I think you should live with mom and dad till I return. You won't be lonely and mom will be happy too," Gulf suggested. Mew just nodded.

***BEDROOM***

Mew was serious about sleeping only in boxers. He didn't let Gulf wear anything else too.

"We'll really be apart for a whole week..." Gulf was sad only at the thought of it. Mew hovered him. Gulf cupped his face, "What happened to you suddenly?" Gulf couldn't help laughing at the expression on Mew's face. Mew's lips were pursed and slightly pouting. His eyes were that of a determined child's. His brows were knitted. Gulf's laughs were cut short by Mew's lips.

"I thought you didn't want it today," Gulf raised a brow. "Now I want it," Mew said. Gulf flipped their positions hovered his wife. "I'm glad to give it to you," Gulf said before diving in to fill Mew's neck and chest with little red marks all over.

*1 WEEK LATER*

*FRIDAY*

***KANAWUT MANSION***

Mew was in the living room with Fon. Fon was watching some drama on the television and Mew was accompanying her. Mew's head was on his mother-in-law's lap as his eyes darted at the screen. March was sitting across the two, amazed by the concentration the two had on the stupid drama.

The scene was about the male lead leaving for abroad for some years. The female lead was crying her eyes out. Mew felt it. He was missing his husband like crazy. The day Gulf had left, he had to make a promise to his wifey that he would call him once in the morning after he wakes up and the second time at night before he slept. Gulf had kept his promise but in the past two days, he either called in morning or night and not both the time. This was pissing Mew off.

"Mom?" Mew called. Fon looked at him lovingly, "Yes Mewie," Fon started calling Mew sweetie or Mewie since he came to stay with them. She had wanted to call him that for a long time, but she waited for Gulf and Mew to fall on the same page. Mew pouted, "When is Gulf coming back?" Fon smiled at him, "Don't you call him every morning and night? Why don't you know?" Mew whined, "But he hasn't called me since morning and won't pick my calls either," March just smirked sitting in a corner. "What are you smirking at, old man?" Fon asked her husband. "Since when did I become an old man? I'm still young, see," March said sitting in an upright position. "Ever since you  turned fifty, you've become old and whiny!" Fon said matter-of-factly. Mew just smiled at this stupid old couple. "But girls still can't resist my dashing smile," March said proudly.

Mew sat up and hugged Fon. He wished for his husband to be here too.

"Where's my husband?!" a voice was heard. They turned to see who it was. Mew ran to hug his man. Gulf kissed Mew the moment he came close. "Mind this old couple, can you?" March said with a fake cough. But the two didn't stop for the next few minutes till they were out of breath. March was covering his wife's and his eyes to give their two sons a little privacy.

After their lips parted, Mew realized that there were others around them. He blushed and covered his face in embarrassment. Gulf chuckled at this cute reaction and hugged Mew close. "It's just our family, nothing to be ashamed of," Gulf whispered to his wifey's beet red ears. Mew just dug his face in Gulf's chest. "Get a room you idiot son of mine," March said, removing his hands from his wife's eyes. "We're going home anyways," Gulf replied sticking his tongue out. Fon was still not over the fact that she saw two boys kiss right in front of her eyes. She wanted to scream in excitement.

"You're leaving already?" Fon asked once she was done cooing. Gulf nodded. "Let me get my stuff then," Mew said as he tried to push Gulf away. Gulf just gripped him tighter, "just let it be here. You won't have to carry luggage every time you come here. Let's go," Gulf kissed his mom's cheek and said 'bye' to his dad before leaving.

***MEWGULF HOME***

*SATURDAY*

Gulf was sitting in the living room going through some emails. Mew came to him and sat on his lap, straddling him. Mew put his head on Gulf's shoulder and slumped there. "Are you okay? We didn't even do anything last night, what happened to you?" Gulf asked worriedly. "I think I just ate something wrong. Nothing to worry about," Mew replied. Gulf took Mew to their room and put him on the bed gently. "Sleep more," Gulf said kissing his head. Mew smiled, "But you stay beside me." Gulf brought his laptop to their room and continued working.

Mew didn't sleep, he was just playing with Gulf's hand. They spent the whole day lazing and cuddling.

*SUNDAY MORNING*

Gulf was preparing breakfast when Mew went to the convenience store. He was already done setting the table when Mew returned with two bags full of stuff.

"These are the groceries and snacks," Mew said putting one bag down. "What's the other one?" Gulf asked. The other bag was smaller. "It's my stuff," Mew said. Mew kissed Gulf's cheek, "I'll go wash up then come eat," Gulf kissed him back on the cheek and smiled.

The food was getting cold and Mew was still not downstairs. And there didn't seem to be any signs of him coming down either. Gulf got worried, "What's taking him so long." He went to their room. Mew wasn't in there. "Mew, are you in the bathroom?" Gulf asked. "Yeah," Mew replied. "What's taking you so long? The food's cold already" Gulf asked worriedly. "O- okay. Just a minute" Mew replied in a breaking voice.

Gulf got worried by the tone and rushed to the bathroom but the door was locked. He panicked.

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To Be Continued.... (555+)

What do you think is up with Mewie. He's making me worried too.

Any CARATS here? I'm depressed over the Mingyu thing and the shitty thing Spotify has done. My comfort albums are both gone. The hell do I do?

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- Wan <3