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Gulf was running late, and he knows Mild is gonna kill him. He's supposed to pick Mild up from school as exchange to the huge favor he did for the other (which is to do that major homework he forgot to do) and Gulf is fine with that, really. Mild's school might be different from his but the other guy lives quite close so it's no bother to pick him up and drive him home.
But he freaking forgot, and now Mild will surely be mad at him.
He's an hour late, only waking up from his nap and driving immediately to his friend's school. He parked and ran straight to Mild's class (they're best friends, they know each other's schedules) and opened the door.
There's only one person in the room, and it's not Mild.
"Oh shit, I'm sorry..." Gulf said, at lost for words.
"It's alright, and you are?" The guy asked.
"Gulf Kanawut. By any chance do you know who Mild Suttinut is? His last class was here...?" He asked.
"Ah yes, Mild. If I'm not mistaken he likes to sit by the fountain at the back, I'm not sure though." The guy said.
"Okay, alright. Thank you so much...?"
"Oh, Mew Suppasit." He said, smiling.
"Well, thank you for your help Mew." Gulf said before waving goodbye and walking towards the said fountain.
He saw his friend sitting there, talking to someone. It looks like Boat, Mild's "friend". Mild looked at Gulf, squinting.
"Alright, in my defense, I fell asleep."
Mild laughed, "That's it? You're not even trying to gain my forgiveness?"
"Nope."
"Asshole." Mild muttered, standing up. "This is Boat,"
"Hello, name's Gulf." Gulf introduced himself.
"Ahh, you're the best friend." Boat said.
Gulf nodded, "And you're his... friend". He said cheekily.
"Whatever, Gulf. Let's go. Boat, I'll see you tomorrow."
Boat saluted, before waving goodbye to them.
"Ask him out already, damn it." Gulf said as they walked to his car.
"And ruin whatever friendship we have? I don't think so." He said shrugging.
They strapped themselves in the car, just listening to the busy chatter of the students in the university.
"How did you know where to find me? I forgot to ask."
Gulf kept on driving as he answered his friend's question, "I went to your classroom first, and I asked the person there." He tried his best to not smile as he remembered the face of the person. Handsome.
"Ahh, must be one of my classmates, good thing they know where to find me or you'll be clueless as fuck."
Gulf rolled his eyes, focusing on driving.
The next day, Gulf was lounging on his couch eating some snacks while watching TV when his phone rang. It was Mild.
"What happened this time?" He answered.
"Can you come pick me up? I'm at school."
"I'm not your driver, Mild."
"I know you're not, you're my bestest friend ever and you deserve the whole world!"
"Flattery won't get you anywhere."
"Ouch," Mild groaned dramatically, "But seriously please? I know you're free right now, I'll owe you one I promise."
Gulf groaned, "Fine fine, be at the fountain so I'll know where to go."
"You're the best!" Mild screamed before ending the call.
Gulf arrived at the school 15 minutes later, going straight to the fountain. While walking, he saw someone familiar walking opposite him.
"Hey! Gulf, right?" Mew said with a smile.
"Yeah, Mew?"
The other nodded, "Yep, here to pick up Mild again?"
Gulf sighed, nodding.
"Not to be nosey but are you his... boyfriend...?"
Gulf's face contorted to disgust, "No! Oh fuck, no. He's my best friend, ew ugh just thinking about that." He shivered to show his point.
He can hear Mew laughing, and what a beautiful sound it is. "Sorry, I just assumed. You're single, then?"
And alright, is he flirting?
"What makes you think I'm single?" Gulf asked cheekily. Two can play this game.
"I didn't, but I have to make sure since a guy like you is impossible to be single."
Gulf scoffed, "Unfortunately it's possible."
Mew smiled, "Well, would you mind going on a date, then?"
Gulf shrugged, trying to play it cool. "Yeah, why not?" He smiled to show that he's interested.
"Okay great, can I have your number?" He asked, pulling his phone out and handing it to Gulf. To you know, inform you about the date and stuff."
Gulf laughed softly, this guy is so cute, he'll be bummed if they don't work out. "Yeah, let me..." He typed in his number, sending himself a text to get the other's number.
"Alright, I'll text you the details?" Mew asked.
"Sure," Gulf answered, "I have to go, though. Mild is waiting for me."
"Yeah sure, see you." Mew waved goodbye, watching the other walk towards the fountain.
"What took you so long?" Mild asked.
"Hey, it's you who asked me to pick you up, don't show me attitude."
Mild laughed, "I wasn't! I'm just asking what took you so long."
"Traffic." Gulf said plainly, "Let's go, I want to sleep when I get home."
"Alright alright I'm moving."
--
Mew and Gulf texted the whole week, planning their date which is set on the week after. They made sure it won't interfere with their schedules.
They settled on eating in this newly-opened restaurant and then going home straight after, both having classes the next day. Now, Gulf stood in front of his mirror making sure he looked the absolute best.
He haven't told Mild about his date yet, since Mew knows who Mild is and there's a high chance Mild knows the other, too. If they're classmates, Gulf has no idea. Point is, he doesn't want to be teased by his friend.
Mew offered to pick him up for their date, but Gulf said he'll just meet the other in the restaurant, wanting to buy Mew something first.
He left his apartment half an hour before their date, so he can buy a single rose for Mew. He's a sweetheart, don't judge him!
He went to the nearest flower shop and bought the flower, before making his way to the restaurant.
Mew is already there, seated at a table using his phone. Gulf can already see just how handsome this guy is, and they aren't even in front of each other yet!
Gulf is in trouble.
Spotting the younger approaching, Mew stood and smiled, "You made it,"
Gulf rolled his eyes fondly, "As if I'll bail on you? On our first date?" He handed the rose to Mew, who smiled sweetly at the gesture.
"Thanks, it's pretty." He said, "So you're telling me that you'll bail on me on our second date? Or third?"
"Already assuming about future dates, huh?" Gulf teased.
Their night consisted of getting to know each other, as well as some light teasing and flirting. Gulf felt so at ease with Mew, relaxed and not pressured whenever he asks something.
"How did you and Mild know each other?" Mew asked.
"We're best friends since high school, kept in touch after graduation, that's why we're friends until now." He explained, "How about you? Are you classmates? Same major, then?"
Gulf can see how Mew froze for a second with the question, before acting like nothing happened. "No, I see him at school, that's all. He's close with Boat, right?"
Gulf scoffed, "Close and yet not close enough, Mild can't get himself to ask Boat out!"
Mew laughed at the other's frustations, he can see Mild and Boat together and he always thought they have something already. Turns out he was wrong. "They seem to like each other based on what I see."
"I know! Mild talks about him all the time, I'm close to smacking him with the truth."
Mew ordered some desert a few minutes later, despite feeling quite full. It's a lowkey excuse to spend more time with Gulf but the other doesn't have to know.
"Hey, how old are you again? I forgot to ask."
Mew coughed on his hand, "I'm 29."
Gulf's eyes widen, "Oh wow, really? You look so young."
Mew bit his lip in worry, "Does it bother you? I know I'm older, I'm sorry."
Gulf laughed, "Why are you sorry? Because you're older? That's not your fault." When Mew didn't answer, Gulf grabbed his hand and rubbed it softly, "Hey, seriously. I don't mind. I'm 22, I'm a legal adult and I can make decisions for myself."
Mew sighed, grabbing Gulf's hand as well, "Alright, I trust your word."
They immediately left after desert, standing in front of Gulf's car with dopey smile on their faces. "I had a great time." Gulf said, holding his keys in one hand.
"I did, too." Mew answered, "Does this mean we get to have our second date?"
Gulf chuckled, nodding at Mew, "Yeah, would be a waste to stop at one date."
Mew smiled, grabbing Gulf's hand and thumbing the back, "Drive safe, alright? Text me when you get home."
"You too." Gulf replied before entering his car and driving home.
--
They texted and called each other for the weeks that came, both too busy for their second date. But they made sure to schedule it the minute they're both free, both excited to see each other again.
Gulf has no classes today, but they can't go out because Mew has his. At that moment, Gulf thought of surprising Mew, and pick Mild up as well since it's a good alibi to his friend. Even though he doesn't know what room Mew is in, the school isn't that big.
He'll let fate lead him to Mew, it already happened twice anyway.
He changed his clothes and hopped in his car, dialing Mild on the way.
"What?" Mild whispered-yelled.
"Where are you? I'm bored so I'm picking you up." Gulf answered, listening to the background noise in Mild's line of the call. He can hear a familiar voice.
Mew? But he told me they're not classmates.
"I'm at class! Wait for me, it's ending in 15 minutes." Mild said in a hurry before dropping the call.
Gulf shrugged and went to his friend's school, parking at the nearest empty space and walking towards Mild's room, which is the same as the one where he met Mew for the first time.
Bonus! He can wait for Mew here.
He leaned on the wall as he waited for the class to end, shooting Mew a text.
Where are you? I'm @ ur school
But he didn't get a reply, so he figured Mew is still in class.
The bell caught him off guard, almost making him drop his phone. The classroom door opened, students pouring out. Some looked at Gulf, noticing a new face in their school.
"You should be bored more often, free rides for me!" Mild said, standing in front of the door with Boat.
"It's only for today, don't be excited." Gulf answered.
"Mild, don't block the doorway, please." Someone said behind Mild, the same voice that Gulf longed to hear in person again.
"Sorry, professor." Mild said, moving out of the way.
Gulf's eyes widen when he saw Mew, surely Mild is just kidding when he called the other professor, right?
"Gulf." Mew said, eyes wide as well.
"Oh! You know each other? Gulf this is my Calculus professor, Mew Suppasit."
Gulf was frozen in shock, Mew is a professor in this school? Not a student?
"Gulf..." Mew said again, softly.
Boat can sense the tension with the two, pulling Mild slowly away- who's still clueless with what's happening.
"You're my best friend's professor." Gulf said, a statement rather than a question.
"Y-Yeah, yes. Mild is my student."
Gulf breathed out, rubbing his neck. "Wow, I didn't see that coming."
Mew frowned, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you."
"Why didn't you?" Gulf cut the other off.
"I thought you already knew, but I only realized when you asked if we were classmates."
"You... lied to me?"
Mew flapped his hands, "No, I didn't! I swear, the things I told you during our date is all true." He said in one breath.
"Alright, I believe you." Gulf sighed, "I'm dating my best friend's professor, holy shit." He said, laughing.
Mew looked at him with an unsure smile, "Are we okay? I really am sorry for not telling you."
Gulf closed his eyes and nodded, "Yeah, we're okay. Just, no more secrets alright! Almost gave me a heart attack, fuck." He said, making Mew laugh.
"I have to go to my next class, text me wherever you and Mild are going, alright?" He leaned in and kissed Gulf's forehead, walking away after.
"How come you know professor Suppasit?" Mild asked later when Gulf joined him and Boat, still clueless about everything.
"I'm dating your professor, Mild." Gulf dropped the bomb on his friend.
Mild's reaction was hilarious, from oblivious to shocked to multiple reactions at once in a split second. "You're- he's- how is that- fuck?"
Gulf laughed, "I'll tell you over dinner, let's eat." He said, then turning to Boat, "You wanna join us?"
Boat shrugged, "Won't pass up the opportunity of eating."
They chose a simple fast food place, sitting on one of the tables.
"So, professor Suppasit was the one you asked directions to when you picked me up weeks ago?" Mild asked.
Gulf hummed.
"And you've been seeing him ever since?"
Gulf shook his head, "We talked about dating only after your second favor."
Mild nodded in understanding, "Alright, I get it. It's not so weird after thinking about it, he's good looking after all."
"Stay away from him, Mild."
Mild laughed loudly, shaking his head, "I have no intentions! He's my professor, Gulf, damn." He said. "He's pretty famous in school, you know. He graduated top 1 in his batch, plus you know, the facial features. Girls and boys, whether staff or student, want him."
Gulf can't help but to feel smug. Out of everyone in the school, Mew chose him. And he doesn't even go to that school!
"Feeling smug now, huh Kanawut?" Mild said, then proceeded to lean closer to his friend, "Maybe you can tell him to pass me immediately in his class?"
Gulf smacked him on the head, instead.
--
It was a week later when Gulf met Mew again. Midterms are coming for Mild, that's why the professors are all busy with preparations. But finally, they both have free time together.
Well, not really free time. Because Gulf has to study for a major quiz, and Mew is organizing the grades of his students. They decided to work together as their second day, so Mew invited Gulf to his apartment, which Gulf happily accepted because yay, he gets to see Mew's apartment.
Arriving at the place, Gulf noticed it was very posh, to say the least. It's obvious that Mew worked hard for himself, he noticed it with his Audi that he used on their first date.
He feels proud, he's dating an intelligent, handsome, and hardworking man.
Mew texted him that his apartment is at the 22nd floor, so Gulf rode the elevator to that floor and knocked at apartment 21.
Mew opened the door, smiling. "Hey, come in." Mew said, opening the door wider.
Gulf thanked the other, stepping inside the beautiful apartment. It looks very well taken care of, as if everything is new.
"You're a neat freak, aren't you?" Gulf said teasingly.
Mew laughed, nodding. "I just like my place organized. You can sit on the sofa, by the way. It's what sofas are for."
Gulf laughed at Mew, sitting on the (very soft) couch. He can see an open laptop next to him, as well as some papers.
"I ordered food," Mew said, raising the take-out bags in his hands. "We can eat them while we work." He placed the food on the table, before sitting next to Gulf and placing the laptop on his lap.
"I'll be working now and you have to study, Mild told me you're very serious with your studies." Mew said.
Gulf nodded, pulling his notes from his bag. He scooted a bit closer to Mew as he started reading his notes.
Mew can't help but smile, loving this healthy relationship he currenlty have. His past partners demand time from him, not understanding how busy he can get.
But with Gulf, he can be busy with him.
Feeling cuddly with the other, Gulf reached for Mew's laptop and adjusted it a bit towards his knees, but not too far that Mew can't reach it, before placing his head on Mew's lap.
Mew smiled, carding his fingers on the other's hair before typing once again.
He didn't realize when Gulf started eating the food, but he did notice when a french fry is being held in front of his mouth.
He accepted the food, smiling as he want back to work. 2 hours passed, and Gulf stood up to stretch his limbs.
"Are you done? Sorry if this date is boring." Mew said.
Gulf leaned down, cupping Mew's face, "It's not," He kissed Mew's forehead, "It's what a healthy relationship is." He leaned back once again, but Mew grabbed his hand and pulled him back.
Gulf was taken aback, but he regained composure and stared at Mew's eyes. Mew cupped Gulf's face this time, eyes showing pure fond and affection.
"Gulf," He started, "Can I kiss you?"
Gulf can only nod as an answer.
Mew placed his lips on Gulf, sighing in content when he felt Gulf kissing back. It was everything Mew could've asked for. Being with Gulf, he has to stop himself from kissing those plump lips whenever be sees him. He wants to kiss him everyday, as a greeting, to show affection.
And Gulf felt the same, he can't believe he lasted this long without kissing Mew. It felt amazing, like what a first kiss should feel.
Gulf pulled back, smiling fondly at Mew. "Finally,"
Mew chuckled, "Yeah, finally." He leaned back and pecked Gulf's lips again, and again.
"Stop or you'll get used to it quickly." Gulf said, standing up, making Mew whine.
He whined. Gulf felt like folding Mew up and placing him in his pocket so he can be with him safe and sound.
"I have to go, but I need to use your bathroom first." Gulf said, before exclaiming, "I need to pee, don't look at me like that!"
Mew laughed, "It's down there and first door on your left."
Gulf nodded, following Mew's directions. He found the bathroom and did his business, washing his hands and stepping out again. Mew is back working, typing away in his laptop. Gulf packed his things, double checking that he has everything.
"No no, stay." Gulf said when he saw Mew moving to stand, "I can see you still have lots to do, I can walk myself out."
"But-" He stopped Mew's response by kissing him quickly.
"No buts." He kissed him again. "Thanks for today."
Mew smiled. "You're welcome. Don't forget to study when you get home." He emphasized study, making Gulf laugh at him. "And text me as well, alright?"
Gulf nodded, waving goodbye to Mew and walking out of his apartment.
On the drive home, his thoughts are filled with his first kiss with Mew. It just felt so... surreal. Damn, Mew is turning him into a sap.
Sad that he didn't get to ask Mew to be his boyfriend, though.
Is that supposed to be automatic? They're dating and so that means they're boyfriends? He expected Mew to ask him, being a true gentleman and all. But he'll take what he can get.
Arriving home, he threw his bag on the couch before texting Mew he's home. He walked to the kitchen to get himself something to drink as he studies. He settled himself back on the sofa, grabbing his notebook. When he opened it, there was a little post-it note on the page he has to read.
Be my boyfriend? Don't forget to text me. ;)
The note is filled with cute hearts. Mew must've put it while he was in the bathroom.
He grabbed his cellphone, shooting Mew a text.
What ya doing, boyfriend? :))