Som tam

Published on: August 18, 2021

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"Here is your coffee" Pen placed the coffee in front of Mew...

"Hmmm"

"They are gonna accept the proposal don't be stressed out"

"Yaa, I know"

"You looks weary??", "Don't scare others with your grumpy mood"

"Sigh"

"Boss??"

"Sigh"

"Mewww??"

"He wants to eat Som tam"

"Who??" judging Mew, he doesn't seem over with that guy

"That Guitarist??"

Mew nods his head, "Then what is so dramatic in that??"

"My fake face blew, he knew I wanted to make him suffer"

Pen took a seat at that, "And??"

"And he wants to eat Som tam"

"And??"

"And he is gay"

"So you get what you want, his weakness"

"I also thought that but he is open about it"

"Are you sad, that you can't use it in your advantage"

"No",

"Then what??" Pen was frustrated, this guy definitely knows how to give migraine

"He said he would bang me"

Pen's eyes socketed out, "He threatens you??"

"He tried", " But If we are in that position, I would bang him.... what do you think??"

"How would I know??" Pen backed away, hearing these things is not new for him, but Mew talking about these things is new, he is a private person doesn't talk much about the relationship, and emotions, and here he is openly talking about S**x, moreover with a guy, is he interested in guys now, or want to experiment...

"He said I am huge, it is a good thing right, but hearing it from him felt weird"

Pen was having a hard time, it is totally not Mew, he is conservative type, he don't talk about, D**ks like this, it is a big no no, this guy surely eating something wrong, in these past days,

"Okay, and??"

"He wanted to eat som tam"

"Why you  are perturbing over som tam, when I can see 10 other concerns to talk about"

"He said that after telling me, he knew my evil plan of making him cry, and then asked me to bring Som tam"

"What does it mean??" He flattens his face on the table

"That...he wants to bang you after dinner, but he praised your d**k maybe wanted to get banged" is the only reason that came out from Pen's brain...

He supports his head on his arm, "Nahhh....He would have done it if he wanted to for a week now, and I was mostly passed out so, it would be easier for him"

"How??"

"I was sleeping over his place for more than a week now"

This is new, why he didn't know that, they left the office together..

"So he assaulted you??"

"No", "Does sleeping together count as assault"

"You what??"

"Not like we did anything, just sleep", "And can you please stop shouting at my every statement", "I would be deaf at this rate"

"Mew??"

"Yaaa"

"What are you doing??"

he left a heavy breath and swirled on his chair, "I don't know"

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Standing in front of the door juggling his feet left and right, should he knock, what would he say, should he leave, he watched his wrist it is only 9 in the night, he never came here this early, is he at home, he would be right, today is not Saturday, yaa so...

Should he knock ahhhh why it seems difficult, he looked at the plastic bags in his hand, and jiggled them a little making plastic russel.

Dabbed his head on the door a few times, "What am I doing??" this is weird he should leave.

He turned back, and was confronted with smiling Gulf, he greeted feeling awkward, "Ummm, Hey"

"Still banging on my door" Gulf swung the door open smirking gesturing Mew to enter, he waited but Mew didn't step in, so Gulf entered the apartment followed by Mew

Today he placed his shoes properly on the rack and followed Gulf behind, he was sober for the first time, not a single drop of alcohol, not a single puff of cig, and no evil plan in his head..

Gulf changed into comfortable clothes, "you are not gonna change??"

"I am good", and they settled on the dining table, stealing glances in silence once in a while. It was peaceful silence at least for Gulf it was, whereas Mew was going through turmoil inside.

"I will do the dishes" He picked up the plates and other things from the table, He has no idea what he is doing, eating with some guy whom he wanted to ruin bad, and now he is trying to wash dishes, which he never did before, spilling water over the counter..

Gulf looked at baffled Mew, where is the arrogant guy, he can see only a struggling cutie, trying to do some dishes, but at this rate, he is definitely gonna break everything, "You know I have a dishwasher"

"Ohhh, ok" Mew looked at his soaped hands, and squeezed on scrub few times, it feels nice to see the bubbles, he washed off his hands and looked at the dishwashed with amazement, okay he can do it everything is written here

" You don't do much work at home"

"Ummm...No"

Gulf took things from his hand and started putting dishes in the washer,

"I am surprised you could do things"

"I am not born with a silver spoon, you learn once started to live alone"

"I live alone too"

"Have house service??"

"Yaa" is it bad to have house service...

He dried his hands with a towel and stood in front of Mew...

Mew stands there awkwardly, he has nothing to say, why he is nervous under his gaze, is it because he knew his motive of ruining him, wanting to see him cry, and still treating him nicely, he rubbed his hands on his shirt

"Ummm ok so I will be leaving"

"So you are leaving today??"

"Ummm, ya sorry to disturb you"

"Do you wanna watch a movie??"

"Ummm"

"Switch on the T.V"

Now they were sitting on the couch side by side, going over the choice of movie, Gulf took the controller, "let me do it", he put Hearty Paws on play...

"Is it Korean??"

"Hmmm, which one do you prefer dubbed or subtitles??"

"Subtitles, but I am too lazy to read"

"Have you seen it before"

Mew shakes his head for no.

The movie was ride of joy to sorrow to penance to forgiveness.  It was a wholesome movie, impressed by kids acting, simple yet impressive storyline, he felt for brother's struggle, it was hard to wrap up...credits started playing on-screen,

He looked at his side and found sobbing Gulf.

The little light illuminating the room shines over his red face, his eyes were leaking, and he was sobbing in silence clutching on the cushion hiccuping in a tiny inaudible voice, tears were rolling over his cheeks peacefully, like they know their path, following one after another,  his head rested on the back with closed his eyes, tears were still rolling down from corners...

Without his conscience, his hand trailed over to Gulf's face, rubbing around eyes, catching the salty droplets...

Gulf chuckled when he felt the touch on his face, "Are you happy now??"

"Huhhh?"

"You wanted to see me cry", "Is this enough or you wanted to beat me up, so you can find your peace??"

He faced Mew, the credits were still going on illuminating the room with dim lights,

"It is enough" he voiced out, and felt ashamed, what was he really doing??, wanted to take revenge, is he ten or what,

Gulf removed his hand and hold it, "Look I am sorry, I really am", "I get it you... loved her", "But she doesn't", "It is better to let it go",

His voice was heavy, how long was he crying, why didn't he noticed it before.

He cleared his throat and hesitate a little to voice out his thoughts, "It was not about heartbreak,"

Gulf brows arches, "Then, what were you doing by making my life miserable"

"It is embarrassing but, I felt a little ashamed of losing to you"

"I just wanted you to feel pain, "

"You really have a twisted personality"

His lips curled a little, "ya I heard it a lot"

"And what about her??"

"Are you interested in her??"

"Just curious"

"We were together for three years, I was comfortable with her, so I thought, but then we started to fight in these few months, but I assumed maybe marriage stress or getting cold feet but...." Sigh

"Forget it"

"Noo, don't bottle up, I will listen"

"And then backstab me"

"That was your plan not mine"

"Yaa sorry", "But this is how my brain works,  you have to step on others weakness to get on top, that's my grandfather told me, and I lived with that for my whole life, the business world is harsh", "we make allies not friends", "You may think i am justifying my actions but this is the truth that is how things go for me"

"But your relations, friends they are not business"

"I know, but it is hard for me to judge people, so I treat everyone equally", "I don't trust, and when I do, it is already tough, and then they betray making it harder for me to trust...

Somehow Gulf understands, living in pressure to be a good successor getting trained since childhood, made to learn to be catious of his public image, he knew this he is still struggling to deal with this public image thing, people assumes you to behave in certain ways...

"I really want to see your interaction with your family" he chuckled...

"I am a good son, good brother, I guess"

"you forget good businessman"

Mew chuckles, " Ya that too"

"But it is true though, it is hard to trust when you get betrayed"

"Have you get betrayed??"

"I did, many times, I have my own insecurities"

"Like??"

Gulf bumbped their shoulders, "Still probing my weakness"

"Don't if, you don't want to"

"Naahhh, I have nothing to hide, I was thrown out by my father at the age of 13"

"What, that young why??"

"Any guess??"

Mew tried to probe into others eyes for a while, "You came out on him??"

"Not exactly but he found out somehow"

"And then??"

"Some other day"

They again sat in silence...Gulf bumped their shoulders again..

"Don't worry, you will found someone who will love your possessiveness"

"I am not"

He poked on Mew's chest, "You are", "I can smell those types"

Mew smelled himself, Does he stinks, Gulf chuckled at mew, "No... You don't smell bad"

They chuckled resting their head on back...

Mew understand what Gulf is trying to say, he rested on the couch too, thinking this is all messed up, there is no point in all this, he looked at gulf's side, his eyes were swollen, has red nose and cheeks....

Is this enough, do he feel conquering over him, it is the first time his opponent offers his defeat, and he didn't felt happy...

But their is some sort of peace in him he felt lighter, he has never talked this freely to someone, even to his parents he can't do it, even with Pen or Prink he doesn't...

Sigh...

This person is unknown to him,  but living under his roof for two weeks he can say that he is a good person, he didn't throw him out, can he trust him??...

He again looked at Gulf's peaceful face, judging him trying to figure out lies or any kind of clue.

Sigh is he not scared of me??, He knows my motive, and still was nice to me, he trully may be a nice person, he smiled then a thought crosses his mind and it makes him shiver.

No.... no.... he really is dumb, how can he trust me, if he can trust me... then he can trust anyone, horror cross over Mew's mind, what if some murder came over and he trusts him like this, and let him in, or what if someone tried to took advantage of him...

He again looked with owl eyes to Gulf, gawking over him...

Gulf glanced at Mew's exagerated  gaping expression, "Are you drooling over me??"

His eyebrows frowned, "You are so Dumb"

"you mean Dashing"

Mew averted his gaze, "Don't let people enter into your apartment so easily"

"I did not"

"You should have thrown me out on the first day"

"I tried"

"Then what i am doing right now sitting beside you", "you should have never opened the door for me, or should call for the cops, or call for help or anything" he said restlessly

Gulf looked at Mew, what this guy wants, his expression was unreadable, is he angry, or is he annoyed or is he worried, "Are you worried??"

"A little bit, i don't want, any murders in my building" he averted his gaze...

But Gulf felt warm with simple words, that were said to him without much emotion, "Nobody is gonna murder me", " and i don't invite guests"

"That's good, don't invite people", he stressed out again, the simple thought of Gulf being vulnerable makes him panic, why?? a while ago he wanted to see him vulnerable...

"See, I told you, you are possessive types"

"I am not"

"I could imagine"

"Don't imagine, I am not"

They argued a little more on all perspectives of talking to strangers and other things.

"Wanna have a drink??"

"Yaaa"

"Finally, agreed on something"

He brought bottles in his hand... after chugging few  bottles down, they were laughing and rolling over the floor,

" You said that to her??" Mew squealed in high pitch voice while tapping on floor..

"Yaa i did"

"Ohhh God, I can't imagine, she must be shocked"

"Don't ask her eyes almost fell out of her socket"

They were jumping from topic to topic blurting out nonsense, Mew was gone case he was singing on the floor hugging a cushion...

"Smelly Cat, Smelly cat what are they feeding you?

Gulf laughed at him, he looks silly but happy he guesses, he picked up his guitar and joined the rolling guy on floor, and played along, thank god the walls were thick enough to contain their voices...

"Smelly Cat, Smelly cat what are they feeding you?Smelly Cat, smelly cat it's not your fault...They won't take you to the vet."

"you are obviously not their favorite pet...

(A/n: any fan of friends would know this song)

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F**k his head is spinning how much he drinks last night, he could be declared as tippler at this rate,

He looked at his surrounding, the living area was a mess, he gets flashes of him singing and dancing, he gaped at the memory, God every flash of memory was  embarrassing,

He straightens his back, Gulf mewled underneath him licked his lips and chewed nothing and fell back to sleep

It is cute, Mew's lips curled into smile unknowingly, he has no reason to hate him, he went a little closer over his face, putting weight on his elbow, their bodies are still tangled, observing his face from closer,

"You really do have a handsome face", he traced the dried tears over his cheeks, he remembered the wet swollen face he had seen at night, strangely it didn't make him happy

He played with the bangs for a while tossing them side to side flipping them backward, giggling on his own, his finger went on arched eyebrows, they were nicely shaped, eyes moving on every pore on his face, traced the acne scars, he looks sacred, ethereal.... like this should not be seen by others.

His eyes going all over his face and got fixed on others lips, gulp.... they were little parted, Mew chuckled at his droopy lips, his finger went up to his lips tracing them gently, he pulled his lower lip little with a pinch, gulp,  they were chapped a little....again gulp

Gulf licked his chapped lips, making Mew's finger got licked in process, he got his senses,

what was he doing he backed up to the end of the couch, his heart was beating fast,

Did he just touched a Sleeping Person, A Man, and without their consent, does he lost his senses..

He was touching, and he wants to do more, like wants to inhale him deep like his cig, crush him underneath wanna hear more mewlings, want to lick those cheekbones and sharp jawlines, suck all the moisture from his plumped lips, and wanna bite on that boggling adam apple..

He needs to be out... he picked his stuff, order breakfast for Gulf, and left with a note, he came out of the apartment almost running, his heart was racing, looked at his hand, he was touching someone in his sleep, having inappropriate thoughts of ravishing him,  what is wrong with him, he glanced one more time to the closed door and step out of the building with fast steps...

The day was not that smooth that day, his brain was going back and forth over the sleeping face,

Is he lusting over that man,

No, he can't, he never did

He never thinks of a man like that, he shakes his head, he is almost thirty years old, is this the time for questioning his sexuality??

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