Gulf dropped the fifth shot glass on the Glass table top and snickered as he licked his hand that tasted like salt and lemon. He looked unbothered to the questions and accusations thrown at him by his friends for doing the most righteous thing on his dictionary.
He let them ramble within themselves as his head lolled a bit by his last three days of  forgotten sleep started to take a toll on his energy.

He didn't have the choice but to become the reaper himself and put a hole in the skulls of the idiots who irritated him. For example his step brother who slept with his man or the guy who he caught on site selling humans,who unfortunately turned out to be the major stockholder In his dad's company. Or his today's hot shot, he can probably call her "the ex" already. His weapon is not for hunting. But for peace. His own peace.

According to him, everybody deserves a good happy  place in this earth , except the ones who thinks otherwise.

He slumped back on to the high class red velvety cushion and looked out of his booth and tried to let the music change the unknown vibe growing inside him. Although he wasn't really trying to concentrate on faces, he got amused by the high blurry figures vibing for the beat , before his eyes caught up with a frozen figure.

Too masculine of a shoulder pads, rugged side profile, boyish yet mature in his denim jacket over this thin yet hard thighs inside ripped jeans.
Must be a player, his intuitive mind guessed.

The thin hands propping out the loose denim hands were growing veins as if the drug got life. When he moved his gaze more to the north, the new unshaved nape hair below his probably soft dark brown hair did something to his stomach.

When the figure turned , gulf's breath Hitched at the silhouette of this particular man he was eyeing. The eyes were so beautifully carved and screamed innocence that anybody who intends to put a tear in it need to be punished or best, killed.

He locked his target as he took another shot as it was served and sealed it with a whiskey. He doesn't get drunk easily,but considering the sleep seeping in, whiskey on rocks should hold him almost sober till he decides the fate of his night.

His target stumbled back and slumped on a bar stool, and stared into the maddening crowd with hurt in his eyes. He would want to find that bitch who did that to his eyes and put the deserving glow back but he waited and did what he usually does. Observe.

The guy ordered a whiskey on rocks. And gulf couldn't stop oogling at the guy's perfect body line as he was passed a newly lit Cigarette.
He sucked the smoke and rolled his eyes in bliss as it burnt his throat at its way into damaging his lungs. Choosing pain again and again was more easy than choose happiness for once and regret it forever.

Another guy ,taller and with a broad shoulder appeared before his target and touched his shoulders to make him turn. There was pain. Too much pain.

His hand was flicked by mild, his friend. He looked down as he let the cigarette almost burn his fingers too.
He nodded at mild and drank his whiskey as he returned his focus back to the conversation.
His target wasn't talking. He saw a familiar pain oozing out of those strong sculpted eyes masking the tears and fisted hands .
Soon a girl joined their conversation and touched his hand and his grip around the whiskey glass tightened in anger or jealousy.
Another group of bitches came and pulled the two back into the crowd. The taller guy patted the shoulders and bowed as he walked back. The girl stood there with her head hung. And his target was still speechless. He hated it how he remained speechless and looked at the bitch helplessly.

He gulped the rest of the whiskey in one go and slammed the glass on the table and walked towards him.

"....mew.... please talk something.....I.... I'm sorry mew...." She coaxed him.

Mew? Mew. Cute? Nice.

"....H..How long?"his voice so hoarse and shaky ,at the edge of breaking down. And he wasn't even looking like he was bothered to break down before a woman.

"...3 months.."

"Why?"

"..... you are too good to be true mew......this....us.....it won't last..."

"You ...could have told that before three months too fai. "

"I'm sorry ...I tried..."

"Tried what? To have my name for boyfriend and him for the nights?"

" Stop it mew. Know your limits. Don't search girls in the club if you want the one n only kind. Stick with your old damn libraries then. You don't belong here at all! Just ... just leave! San is better for me. I'm sorry mew. But we shouldn't have......~fai~ good bye mew."

And the bitch left.just like that. Obviously a bitch.

"Gulf? Why are you sitting here alone idiot. Who are you planning to kill now?" Mild blocked his view asked with his hands on the waist and 'I'm so done' face.
"Wanted some...water . Go back. I'll come." Gulf pushed the small petite guy away from his path towards his target.

Gulf watched mew at the edge of breaking down, but struggling to unwind his clearly confused emotions.

He went and stood close beside his stool and ordered three shots.  Mew turned his back to the world and looked into his hands on the counter and felt the insides of him suffering to function.

Gulf slided the shot and mew took it without a blink . He pushed the other two shots too. Mew scrunched his face as he slammed the glass on the counter one after another. Gulf kept back of his left hand near Mew's mouth.

"Lick." Gulf said. Mew turned and eyed him like he had a slippery tentacle flowing down his face.

"Lemon. " Gulf stated as he felt flushed with the first intense eye contact. Mew nodded and grabbed his thin wrist with his shaking broad cold yet soft palm and, gulf felt the heat rise from the spot and the sparkles led to fireworks inside his chest. He struggled to keep his eyes open to watch Mew take out his soft pink tongue and trace it over the spot he just licked minutes ago and scrunch his face as his tongue retreated back way too quickly and he squirmed as the tangy sourness hit his throat making his body move a little out of control.

Gulf smirked at how cute that small wiggle of those broad shoulders were and quickly ordered another whiskey for both of them. mew grabbed both of it. Gulf let him had it as he got to see those needy eyes upon him as if he is teaching a child how to draw a flower step by step and he had to fetch his favourite colours.

"Talk" gulf said after a pregnant silence.

"She ....she was my fiancé and he ...he was my ex. Both!!!...both were my best friends." Mew sighed. He tried crying but he couldn't.

Ooooooh. That's so fucked up. Gulf thought.

"You need good friends." Gulf told him but took it as his next mission.

"Shouldn't have left library." Mew sighed and shook his head.

"Let's dance." Gulf got up tugged Mew's shoulders and decided to glide down and take his hand in his as those hard muscles under the denim quite surprised him.

"Whaa..no...hey....I don't.. hey..." Mew stumbled but followed gulf nonetheless into the dance floor, and looked around and worried by the crowd. He wasn't a partying person at all. He wouldn't have stepped in here if he didn't wanted to surprise his fiance on her promotion party. The one time he decided to step into the maddening crowd, he was told that he doesn't belong here.

Gulf left the guy resist . Not his touch. But other's presence. Typical introvert. He concluded.
Mew squeezed his hand in fear and scooted close to the only familiar stranger.
"Relax. Just look at me." Gulf threw Mew's hands over his shoulders ,out of which, one came down to crush his shirt upon his heart tightly as he slipped his hands inside the denim jacket and pulled Mew's waist to be pressed upon his.

They stood a whisper away. Confusion in one's eyes and adoration in other's, hearts vibing to the thrill.

Their eyes never broke contact, as they towered the crowd easily with same height and ignored the murmuring blurry world around them for once and drowned into the hidden mysteries of the stranger's dark orbs.

He wanted to neglect them As he always does but he was bound. His gaze could barely move sideways as they swayed to the beat. It only travelled from Mew's messy soft dark brown hair to the throat that disappeared into his round collars.

His eyes were diverted back to the top as he followed the sharp lump that moved with  ease. He halted helplessly at the thin yet hard pair of lips that were forming an illegal frown and moving aimlessly together. He was blown with pain and confusion when he reached back those tantalizing pair of orbs.

"Why ...hic....who ....r...u??" Oh don't close those eyes like that please.... Oh no the pout. Was he a puppy in his last birth?

"You look pretty wasted ." Pretty and wasted. That's bad mew.

Gulf's stern authoritative voice did something to mew but he was in a daze and all he did was to pull himself closer to the warmth gulf was sharing with him and rest his head on the stranger's shoulders.

Mew's eyes landed upon the ones that broke his heart like a toy on the go. He couldn't believe he was in this same situation yet again.

"You know.....forever is a lie. " Mew said as he trailed his eyes between his two good friends who were once his dream of forevers.

"Want to hear a truth?" Gulf suggested. And received no response. He wanted tell him the bitter truth and sculpt and mold together the beautiful man's heart that was broken and visibly oozing out of his eyes, but he didn't know how much more bitterness the guy could take.
His breath hitched when mew turned and burried his face into his neck and breath out a warm blow as his soft lips ghosted on his sensitive neck.

"Truth. hurts." And gulf got his reply.

Like cigrette smoke for the lungs n burns for the heart. He knows that too well.

"Aaand... soulmates are bullshit." He said through gritted teeth and burried his face into gulf's neck as much as he can get invisible to the cruel world and live in the tantalizing warmth of the stranger with alluring manly scent.

Gulf moved his hands to clutched the strands of the dark hair and pulled back Mew's head from his neck as gently as he could.

Mew's eyes were loosing the heat. And as if he had to save it from flying out, gulf did the one thing he knows best about humans and broken hearts. He leaned forward and smashed his lips onto his target. He  sucked hard and passed the strength he had in him to the almost lifeless muscle between his teeth that soon caught up with him slowly, confusedly but eagerly. Gulf smirked at his victory as he felt the hands wrap around his neck for stability and play along with his lips and invite his tongue. Almost immediately he launched his tongue to savour the whiskey and strawberry from the strangers tongue. He doesn't like sweets but that tinge of lethal strawberry mixed with his cigarette breath and sent a wave of sensation throughout his body asking for more. The kiss was a gateway drug.

Gulf traced his hands through the tough man's spine and pressed his palms on the hard muscles beside it and felt the hard body against his chest making him want to be stuck to it. His hand mused down the south and gropped the perfect manly butt cheeks, hard yet squishy.
His hairs stood straight on his hand, when mew moved his fingers into his forest of hair through his neck and massaged his scalp roughly.
He was one damn good kisser and a bone crushing hugger. Anyways lethal for his cold heart. But gulf loved everything about the living ,dead and the ones in between who can feel the magics of life and death.

The world went silent and all he could here was grunting and moaning and the hitch of their breaths as it got sucked back and forth.

"Hey!" They were disturbed by an extra hand that pulled away the stranger's shoulder. They parted to breath heavily and looked at each other before turning around the source of the irritating voice.

" What the hell mew? Who the heck is this? What the hell are you doing here?! Are you crazy?! " The same old taller guy asked In frustration.

Mew looked back at the blushed yet beautiful stranger in shock.
Yeah..who is this?

"Ex?" The stranger asked between breathes with dead eyes. Mew nodded as he removed his hand and stepped back dizzily. And within a blink there was a small thud and the crowd screamed like crazy. Mew looked around and followed where the crowd was looking and looked down on the floor as if searching for something. When mew turned around, the tall , broad body was on the ground ,with a broken bleeding nose.

The dance floor got frozen.

"That's for hurting once. " And the stranger kicked him on the chest with his heavy boots. The crowd shrieked. Fai came running and went down on her knees and cried beside him. Gulf stared at her with hawk eyes.

"That's for hurting twice" and the stranger jumped and kicked like he had to score the critical goal back at the guts. The crowd went "aooo" as they felt the pain too.

"That's for being an asshole of a friend. "
And with that gulf pulled mew with him and walked out of the club like nothing happened. Mew had no time to react .he just let the stranger drag him wherever. Mew looked back, San stayed low as he suffocated and suffered to breath. Mew was more shocked as he felt nothing for the guys who has been his everything once.
He looked back at the stranger's face walking out with confidence and deadly aura, who was cute and warm a minute ago.

He didn't know whether it was the alcohol or the broken heart that made him feel dazed as if everything is void and he a homeless nomad floating free in space moving when he was pulled or pushed. His destination was no more clear . He was glad that he was still moving.
He looked up and met with the dark orbs of the stranger wearing a helmet on his head and trying to buckle the one on his own.

"I'm mew." He felt the need for somebody to know him. So he said it without even being asked. Expecting that the stranger would be handling him for sometime more time till he forget that he had a heart to start with. His tears were dried. His words were crushed. His feelings were a mess. All he knows is that he didn't want to hear any thoughts running inside his head. Wasted , sounds more better this way.

"I'm gulf. Hop in . Hold me tight. " Gulf said. That's when mew lowered his gaze to the red ducati gulf was maneuvering. His eyes widened and felt his heart beat faster.
He has never been on a racing bike before.
He looked back at gulf, as if to confirm what he was seeing was really happening.

"Come on mew. " Gulf insisted. Mew felt a jolt as he listened to his own name as if it was a musical note and threw his leg over the other side clumsily and adjusted his butt on the seat and clutched gulf's shoulders tightly. As he was said.

"Easy there tiger. " Gulf Chuckled as he tapped to  loosen his hand from the shoulders and moved them down to his waist level and made him grab his own wrist with his palm.
Mew was automatically leaned and pressed over gulf's almost soft back. He placed his chin on gulf's shoulders as he felt the wave of dizziness took over.

"Are you drunk?" He asked still scared of the answer.

"Maybe. " Gulf answered as he made the bike roar into the darkness and they squirted through the wind roughly.

Mew's grip tightened and he closed his eyes tightly and just felt his body glide smoothly in the wind.
His heart was threatened to leap out of his mouth whenever he felt leaning sideways as the bike glided through the turns.

Mew didn't dare to open his eyes.
He felt like his heart was all over his body, when the leaning sideways kept increasing like a rollercoaster ride and he almost felt the road near his face but soon straightened back.

"Fuckfuckfuckshiitttt!!! Gulfff!!! Godddd!!!sloww dowwwnn!!! I have never been on bike before!!! Slow down!!!! Goddd!!!!! I don't wanna diee like thiss!!! Gulfff!!! Stop laughing!!!! Asshole!!!! Shitshitshitshitshiiitttt!!!aaaahhhh!!! "

He cried in fear of puking his confused heart out.
And soon the bike halted. He gulped and opened his eyes and looked around. They were in a traffic.
Mew calmed down as he heard the other was having a laughing fit that sounded like music.

"W..why r ...u ..fast!? ...I...I have never been on bike!! Don't laugh at me! " Mew pouted.

"Are you hungry?" Gulf asked as he calmed down.

"I don't knowww....man .... don't.. don't please" mew breathed heavily and hugged him tighter.

Gulf turned and wiped the tear running down his face.
"Just Breathe baby. Feel the breeze. I'm here." Gulf patted his cheeks with a smile and pecked his lips.

And now ,the speed was breathable. His heart settled back in. His muscles loosed around. That's when he felt how hardly is was holding him. He softened and opened his eyes and stared at the blurred world moving past him. he breathed as if all the air belonged to him.
He believed in soulmates. He doesn't believe in coincidences. Whatever happened were meant to happen. But the uncertainty is what killed him everytime.
And now, the rollercoaster of emotions and thoughts inside him died. He wasn't thinking of who to go back to or whom to search for. He was already on road and guided somewhere he have to be.
He let the steering go, how much ever he loved to hold it, he was out of his control now. Out of destiny. And let the waves move the ship of his life, as right now, that was the only thing moving. He didn't want to protest the wind. The quicker he gets a new Destination, the better the chances of survival.
Of course he doesn't know if the unknown wave is pushing him back into deep dark agony and leave him alone to parch . But something was always better than nothing at this moment. Because, just before few minutes ,the sense of having nothing, loosing everything froze his brain and asked his hand to pull out the damn heart from his own chest as the pain started numbing him like a cold corpse before the stranger decided to rescue him and share some warmth.

And gulf felt the heart beat slow down, a bit and the muscles softened around his waist. And he smiled. Making somebody feel their heart again and proving them that it doesn't work like these poetic humans think it does and proving them wrong about their stupid theories always felt good. A Sip of death, makes life taste better.

They stopped at another traffic and this time, gulf was along the platform. A kid approached them with keychains and toys. Selling them on a tray that was hung over her neck with a thread.

"Why are you still on the roads? Where is your mom?"
Gulf asked.

"She is with brother sir. Please please buy something sir." The kid pleaded.

"Why did she send you? At this time??" Gulf asked angrily.

"Sh..she is sick sir. " The kid said.  Almost crying.
Gulf took out his purse and took a bunch of high rate dollars.

"Here. Now go back home.Take her to the hospital. Buy food n medicine. And promise me you'll just do that. I'll meet you tomorrow. Deal?"

"Mother said I shouldn't take money like this sir. Buy something please. " She pleaded again.

"Mew take something."

Mew gulped and took a small keychain of his favourite cartoon character. Tin tin .

"Here sir. You can have this too. " She gave another keychain of the captain to gulf. Gulf took it and inserted it into Mew's hand that was Still on the other side of his waist.

"Here ,if I get to know that you spent this money on something else when I meet you tomorrow....n I'll definitely find you and meet you tomorrow.... I'll take your mom to the police. Am I clear? Do you want to go to police? "

"No sir. Please. "She teared up .

"Hmm. Good. Here. N quickly go back to your mom now." He said sternly.

Gulf waited till the girls small figure vanish into the darkness before he accelerated and left the traffic.

Mew was taken aback at the way gulf can handle any stranger so well. He wondered what is he.
He thought he can understand people and please them.
But gulf was getting more mysteriously warm the more he knows about him. And right now mew was a  moth in need of fire.

They soon stopped in front of a tall apartment building of a condo . They walked in and went to the top floor to the pent house.
Gulf opened the wooden door with his finger print and walked in and threw the keys on the top of wooden shoe rack.

Mew noticed that there were many different cheap keychains n toys splattered on the table ,like the one they just bought on the road. Mew kept the two keychains with them and removed his shoes and followed gulf.

The house was simple. Just had the basic couch, dinner set, tables and wall mounted large screen with gaming consoles. And a large curtain wall looking out into the dark unfathomable abyss above their head and ant like city below their feet. The lightings were dim, letting in the dark blue sky inside to calm the mind. It felt like heaven.

"Here. That's the bathroom. If you stay there more than ten minutes,I'm coming in. " Gulf said as he threw a set of trouser and t-shirt and pointed at a door at the other end of the hall.

Mew nodded.

"Water." Gulf offered before he took another step. And mew took the bottle and drank it before going for the bath. Gulf drank from the same bottle and walked into the kitchen and looked around to cook something.

Mew looked around to figure out where the soap and shower tap was. And quickly undressed his shirts reeking of alcohol and threw it in the empty basket and stood in the shower. It was as all new to him. And he was still dizzy from the alcohol and the bike ride. But it all felt strangely comfortable. how much ever he was thrilled to be with someone who can beat a grown up guy to death or drunk drive in high speed, he felt that he was being treated special. He shook his head to stop the thoughts and decided to clean himself before he doze off naked in the shower and woke up with a slap.

Gulf poured himself a glass of bourbon and settled to make Alfredo pasta and Dragon chicken.
He was done within fifteen minutes as he used ready made ingredients And kept the dishes on the table with two plates and eyed the clock and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

He halted within a step, when the door opened and mew came out with wet hair and fitting shirt. It was loose for him tho. But mew had broader shoulder, that was more visible now.

" Come. Have some dinner. " Gulf pulled out a chair. And walked to turn on some mild music.

Mew sat down and turned both their plates. Gulf served them and sat opposite to him.

"Mmm. This is so good! " Mew said as he devoured the chicken.

"Thanks." Gulf smiled. That vanished when his phone rang. He sighed and picked it up and walked back into the kitchen to get the wine . Mew got up to take the glasses from the stand.

" yes? ....I'm Good....I don't know..... Oh? Haha...... Take care......yes I am. Just opened the Champaign darling. Of course the night is young." He winked and clinked his glass with mew making sure the person on the other end heard it well and Chuckled like a little devil he is.

Cute. Mew thought.

"Hahahaha....sweet night buddy..byeee" he ended the call. And noticed mew looking at him confusedly like a curious cat.

"Your ex guy....is in hospital..... probably can't use his little brother for a month. Lol!" He sipped his wine with a proud smirk.

Mew didn't know how to respond. It was his friend the guy was talking about.

"Feels good?" Gulf asked.

"Huh?" Mew dazed.

"The wine and the news. It's 86 collection btw " he felt the need to appreciate the old fine wine.

"Oh. I...I don't drink much. But it's good." He answered back genuinely and gained a genuine smile from the stranger.

"....uhmm...... won't you... be in a problem...for... beating him?" Mew asked out of concern.

Gulf smirked at the priority his stranger was showing at him.

"That was my club you were in. So no I won't be in any trouble. I'm the trouble. my game. My rules."
Gulf said and sipped till the last drop and placed the glass back elegantly and took the fork back to his mouth with the chicken.

"Eat up before it gets cold " he added.

"Thank you." Mew said.

"For beating him up?"

"For showing up tonight."

Gulf chuckled and nodded. Mew formed a thin genuine smile as he ate his food.
And somehow it was a comfortable silence against the cold wind breezing from the storm upon the night.

"Eat up as much as you want. Don't mind the dishes. I'm gonna bath. " Gulf raised from his seat as he finished his dish and walked into the bathroom.

Mew finished the food soon. He was hungry more than he thought. Or the food was really good...n his kind. He walked to the sink with the dishes and washed them slowly. He didn't know what else to do either. N he didn't want to be that much a lazy ass of a burden.

His breath hitched when he felt a hand snake through his waist and a cold body pressed against his back.

Gulf's wet hair tingling his ears as he felt those wet plump lips on his neck sucking his scent.

"Told you not to bother. " Gulf said in low rusty voice.
Mew closed his eyes as he felt the wet raw flesh pressed firmly against his back wetting his thin shirt.

"Mm... just two plates. I'm done tho." Mew said already excited about these surprising events as he washed and dried his hands.

"Good. Coz I can't anymore." Gulf turned him roughly and grabbed his neck and collided their lips.

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