Forget (OffGun)

67.

Off's POV:

I woke up with headaches like I always do for the past days I've been staying here in Korea.

I always hate getting hangovers every morning but I cannot stop drinking every night. I don't know when it started but I can't fall asleep when I'm not drunk.

I even had a dream of seeing Gun in someone else.

I was brushing my teeth when I suddenly smelled food and finally realized that I wasn't wearing my shirt last night.

I immediately finished up what I'm doing and went outside of the room.

I heard someone cooking in my kitchen and I can feel my blood pressure rises.

Who dares to use just anything inside my condo.

But what I saw left me frozen. It felt like I lost the ability to move and think straight seeing Gun in apron, cooking.

He was facing his back at me but I knew he was Gun.

I feel my heart beating like it wanted to come out and go straight to him.

I flinched when he turned around and saw me. I felt like dying how my heart beat became even faster and louder when he smiled sweetly at me.

Am I still drunk? Or am I dreaming?

There's no way Gun would smile at me like that. If it's before, I bet he will. But no, that's impossible at this moment.

"Good morning, Phi. I made you a tea good for hangovers." He said and signed me to come and sit.

When I didn't move, he went and dragged me in.

"What's this? Gun, what are you doing here?" I asked, still in disbelief.

Gun's POV:

I chuckled as I watched how shocked he is right now. He's still staring at me as I put foods on his plate.

"You, being away makes me anxious that's why I went here. Are you mad?" I asked and looked at him. He immediately shook his head.

"B-but why?" He asked again.

I gathered all the strength I have in my body, I took a deep breath and sat in front of him.

I slowly held his hand that's on the table and saw how he flinched.

"I...I wanted to try again, Phi." My heart start to beat fast and the nervousness got my body. I wasn't able to meet his eyes.

"I wanted to give us a chance. I-I wanted to—"

"Gun." He cut me off with such a sad voice I couldn't help but to look up and see his face.

Seeing how sad his eyes look made me shocked and more nervous.

I really thought he would cry in happiness if he heard what I wanted to say. But he rather looked sad and sorry.