When Third walked into Khai's apartment for the first time, it felt like a different universe. He still remembers the shirts, pants, socks, and even the underwear lying carelessly on the living room floor and the weird odour coming out of the kitchen. He knew Khai wasn't exactly neat, but seeing the state of his apartment with his own eyes was quite shocking. Third tiptoed through the mess, hoping not to step on anything that could lead to the tetanus shot.
"Sorry, it's a bit messy." Khai apologised. A bit was an understatement, but Third let it go because Khai was the love of his life.
"If you want something to drink, feel free to help yourself." He added, pointing to the kitchen before disappearing into the bathroom. Third, swallowed an invisible saliva, walking carefully inside the cooking area. When his eyes landed on the kitchen counter and the massive amount of boxes from different restaurants, he almost fainted. His eyes watered as he stepped closer to the junk. Taking a better look at the white containers, he was glad he didn't eat before coming here. There was no way he wouldn't throw up after seeing this. Third managed to ignore the garbage without emptying his stomach and opened the fridge.
To his surprise, the machine seemed to be the only place to be clean. There was nothing inside if you don't count a few water bottles. Third didn't even try to look for the cup, knowing Khai didn't own one.
Khai's apartment used to be gross, but now it's a lovely and clean place to live, thanks to his occasional nagging. Of course, Khai being whipped for him was a great force too.
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OffGun November Collection of Drabbles 2022
Fanfiction✅ COMPLETED Short stories and drabbles with Off/Gun and their various ships.
