Written (Off/Gun)

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by Ilsensei

by Ilsensei

Author's note: If you don't like mpreg stories, don't read this one... 😉🤭

Their first meeting was like a script written for a cheap Korean drama. The warm spring breeze swayed the blooming trees in a gentle rhythm, creating a quiet melody. The mall's parking lot was packed. And if only his fridge wasn't empty, Gun would have never left his house. Taking his one-year-old son in his arm, he walked inside the shopping area. Chimon was a lively baby, and Gun was proud to give birth to him. He inherited a cute face from him and not his idiotic ex.

Gun settled Chimon in the children's seat in the cart and took his time to examine the vegetable area. Glancing at his baby boy gently sucking on his yellow toy duck, Gun slowly filled the car with all he needed. Walking over to the section with cereals, he tried to ignore the tall man and child bickering in front of his favourite brand. It was awkward to ask them to move. He patiently waited a few feet away, playing with his son, when the kid bumped into his cart and startled Chimon. It didn't take a second for the toddler to start crying. Gun quickly pulled him out, swinging him gently in his arms, and kissing the top of his head.

"Win! How many times do I need to tell you to be careful!" The tall man scolded the kid, pulling his arm.

"I am sorry. Win, apologize!" He pushed the boy towards Gun.

"I am sorry." The boy blinked at him, observing now hiccuping Chimon.

"He's cute." Win smiled, and Gun couldn't be mad at the small kid after that.

"It's okay. Be careful next time." Gun smiled back.

"What's his name?" Win asked again, gripping the hem of Gun's shirt to get a better glimpse at the baby in his arms.

"Stop bothering him, Win." The man scolded again. Gun looked up, and their eyes met. A shiver ran down his spine, sensing it was the same for the man in front of him.

"What's his name, pretty mister?" Win tugged at his shirt, ripping him from the frozen state.

"Chimon," Gun smiled back at the boy.

"I am Win, and this is my dad, Off. What's your name, pretty mister?"

"Gun." He stuttered, feeling his cheeks getting red after the compliment.

"Win." Off grabbed his son's hoody, pulling him away from Gun and Chimon. The action caught the baby's attention, causing him to giggle.

"I apologize for my son's behaviour, Gun."

"It's okay. Win made Chi smile in the end. Right, Chi?" Gun swayed the baby from side to side, eliciting another set of giggles from him.

"He is adorable like his father," Off stated, and if Gun could get redder, he probably would.