Forget (OffGun)

16.

Gun was lying alone on their bed. Off left an hour ago after cleaning the mess they made.

He was just staring at the ceiling trying to figure out what was really his feelings right now. Right after making out with his husband.

Gun knows he love Off so much. But the picture just keep on popping on his mind even if Off already told him that they are not alone.

Gun thinks about their life being married with each other. Gun knows how much Off hates him. And it is not impossible if he is in a relationship with other girl.

Gun doesn't know what to feel. He was just sure he's hurt.

Gun finally came back from his deep thinking when his phone rang. He keep it up to answer his best friend.

"P'New" he called as he answered the phone.

"Did you just woke up?"

"Hmmm. Why?"

Gun's tears suddenly fell.

"Aren't you coming today? Let's go shopping"

Gun wanted to tell New what's bothering him. But he doesn't want New to hate Off again. He's starting to trust him for Gun. He doesn't want to ruin it just by his feelings.

"Gun?"

"Will you pay for me?" Gun tried to joke around. He wiped his tears and sat down.

"Do I need to? You have your own money" New replied.

"Okay. Okay. See you" Gun said and forced a little laugh.

"I forgot. You should stop here first. I am going to tell you something"

"Okay. See you in 30 minutes-"

"No. 20 minutes. I am giving 20 minutes" Gun chuckled hearing his demanding voice.

"Okay fine. 20 minutes then" Gun said before ending the call.

He stood up and walk infront of their mirror. He once again put a smile on his face as he set aside his feelings and remind himself that everything will be okay.

Once he already convince himself, he took a deep breath and start doing his morning routine.

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Gun took a deep breath before entering New's condo. New is staying here whenever he have a project and just going home when he wants to. He's so independent and strong unlike Gun. The opposite of him. Gun had everything yet New was the one who's taking care of him.

"So what are you going to say, Mr. Thitipoom?" Gun asked smiling cheekily walking to the kitchen where New is making some drink. Gun sat on the chair.

"I told you to stop pretending whenever you're with me" New said as he sighed. Gun's forehead wrinkled trying to look like he doesn't know what he is talking about.

"What do you mean?" Gun asked.

"I also have social media Gun Atthaphan and I know you know what I am talking about"

Gun's smile slowly faded. He's hundred percent sure what was he is talking about.

"You saw the picture?" Gun silently asked. Playing his fingers, looking down.

"What was that?" New asked. Forehead wrinkled, holding the cup of juice quite tight. Not enjoying seeing Gun hurting like this.

Gun is like a little brother to New. Little brother who he always protect. Physically, mentally and spiritually. He never think about leaving him even if he build his own family. He will never.