Lookism Gun x Reader: How The Mighty Fall In Love

I'm Fine

"I'm not leaving you, YN."

"Don't piss him off, Daniel..."

"I don't care, I'm not leaving."

Plop.

I looked down and saw a black envelope on the floor. I picked it up and blinked in shock.

→About six months ago←

I was snooping around Gun's room while he lay on his bed, scrolling through his phone.

"Can we go to sleep yet?"

"Go ahead."

"Turn the lights off and come here."

"I'm busy."

I opened his closet and walked in, wrapping one of his scarfs around my neck. I saw another door and opened it.

"This is all so expensive..."

I was about to close it after taking a mental picture but the logo on a black envelope caught my attention.

I tried to open the small glass case it was in, but it was locked.

Damn it! I need to get my hands on that package!

"What are you doing?" Gun walked to my side.

"What is that?"

"An envelope."

"Can I see it?"

"What for?"

"It's pretty, I wanna hold it." I gave him a cute smile.

He sighed and left, coming back in with a key. He unlocked it and handed it to me.

I carefully opened it and examined the smooth material.

"What is it for?"

"My job."

"But what place? What's the company?"

He looked at me unconvinced but told me.

I already knew though.

"Workers?" I asked barely above a whisper.

"Huh?"

"Is this yours? How'd you get it?" I asked, still barely above a whisper.

"Oh, uh...it was gifted... to me."

"You should go see Kouji." I whispered handing it back to him secretly to hide it from Gun.

"What?"

"Go!"

Thankfully, he was too stunned to speak and left, closing the door after him.

"Thank God. I thought that jackass would never leave."

I rolled my eyes.

"Be nice, he's my friend."

He chuckled and motioned for me to come towards him with a single finger.

I looked him up and down.

He looks pretty hot leaning against the desk like that...

I rolled my eyes but strolled over until I was standing in front of him.

"Tell me something..." He put a finger under my chin and made me look him in the eyes. "what were you thinking about that was more important than the lessons I was going over in class?"

I blushed and saw him smirk.

Fuck it.

"I was thinking about OTHER lessons you teach. Those tend to be more interesting." I placed one hand on his upper thigh, leaning forward as I wrapped my fingers around his tie to pull him closer.

"Oh? Are you asking for detention, miss Kim?"

"Not detention, Mr. Park, more of... private lessons. To make up for the missed material and whatnot. Call it tutoring."

"Hmm... I'm sure I can make some time in my schedule to meet with you privately. I have 10 minutes right now." He put his hands on my hips and pulled me against him.

"Ten minutes? Mr. Park, that's not a long time."

"You'd be surprised how much you could learn in that amount." He sat me on the desk, one hand crawled up my chest and held my face, his other hand gently stroking my thigh.

"Surprise me then." I whispered and we connected lips.

He pushed me down onto my back and slowly lifted my shirt.

I moaned, running my hands through his hair and deepening the kiss as he slipped his fingers under my shorts, then the band of my panties.

He began to pull them down when suddenly we heard,

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"