Flirt (Off/Gun)

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Off had a feeling that everything and everyone was against him today. He failed to pick Gun for his School Olympic team and had to watch Tay and Arm mock him. He, of course, played like it never bothered him. Watching the smaller man running around the gym with his teammates was enough torture, but he could live with it. 

Until he spotted Nammon casually wrap his big shameless hands around Gun's slim waist. That was a place only his hands could rest. His blood boils with sudden jealously, making him get revenge on the poor unsuspecting man. After a ball landed on the Nammon's chest, Off hoped everyone took a note, not to mess with his boy. 

But he was wrong. His action only made his two friends join the fun. Off, swears, if he sees one of them touch or flirt with Gun one more time, he will flip. It took him all of the patience not to jump and punch them. When the day end Off felt exhausted. 

"Papi," Gun's soft voice called him, making him stop in his tracks. 

"Let's go home. Gun will make you dinner, and then we can cuddle." The younger smiled as he took Off's hand in his, leading him to the car. And it was all Off needed to get all the energy back. 

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