Destiny (Off/Gun)

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by Ilsensei

by Ilsensei

Author's note: Part 2/?? of Off/Gun single fathers story.

"He is adorable like his father," Off stated, and if Gun could get redder, he probably would. The time felt like it froze for a second for both of them. Gun woke up from the stupor first due to Chimons whining.

"Gun, is Chi going to cry again?" Win asked, concerned for his son.

"He's just tired. It will be his nap time soon. Don't worry, Win." Gun assured the kid, swaying his baby boy again.

"You should hurry, then." Off smiled.

"I remember how whiny Win used to be when he was Chimon's age."

"Dad!" Win shouted, sending a cute glare at his father. Gun chuckled. These two were an adorable duo.

"Your partner would be worried too." Off added, and he could have sworn he heard a hint of sadness in the older's voice.

"It's just me and Chi," Gun answered, locking eyes with Off. He wasn't embarrassed talking about being a single father, but sometimes it was hard to watch people judge him without knowing his situation.

"We are alone too." Win immediately announced, bouncing on his toes, trying to touch Chimon. Gun automatically lowered his son, letting Win caress Chimon's head and play with his tiny hand.

"Oh..." Gun managed to utter. He didn't want to be rude and ask further.

"I am divorced. My ex didn't find being married to me and motherhood appealing enough to stay." Off, shrugged. Gun looked at the older, feeling like destiny was playing with him.

"My ex thought my unexpected pregnancy was a significant obstacle to his freedom and nonexistent career." He said at the end.

"What a loser." Off remarked.

"Tell me about it." Gun laughed.

"Gun, can I carry Chi?" Win asked, getting his attention.

"Win. I think Gun needs to leave. It's Chimon's nap time. We bothered them enough." Off reminded his son. But seeing the sad pout on the kid's face, Gun couldn't help but agree.

"It's okay. You can take Chi and accompany me to the cashier. What do you think?"

"Yes!" Win shouted excitedly, reaching his small arms for the toddler,

"Be careful." Off sighed at his son's behaviour. Gun carefully placed Chimon into Win's arms, smiling as a young boy tried to make the baby giggle.

"I am sorry, Gun. Win can be a handful sometimes."

"He's not. I am glad Chi made a friend." Gun dismissed him.

"So, what else do you need?" Off asked, glancing at the half-empty cart.

"There is more." He smiled sheepishly, showing the shopping list to him.

"Let's go. We will help you out." Off grabbed his cart and started to push it forward. Win was bouncing happily next to him with Chimon in his arms. Gun's heart swells, thinking if one day he would be able to give Chimon a whole family too.