Pick was annoyed and truly mad. He was running through the university corridor, bumping into students who weren't lucky enough to see him coming. He was waiting for a shorty in front of his club room for what seemed like a century. If it wasn't for the junior informing him about Rome taking photos somewhere outside the building, he would have to spend a lifetime waiting for him here because the shorty wasn't picking up his phone. At first, he wanted to abandon Rome and eat alone, but his stupid heart said no. Now he was trying to find his shorty somewhere around the campus building.
Pick stopped a few students, demanding information about Rome from them. He was probably too scary for the juniors, so he was able to shake the direction out of them. It didn't take him long to spot a small figure lying on the bench near a group of trees. Pick was ready to yell and scold Rome, but seeing his peaceful cute sleeping face, made his heart melt. He sighed deeply, walking closer to his junior, carefully lifting his head and making space for himself to sit on.
Pick looked down at the sleeping boy as his fingers ran through the soft hair. It was almost scary how whipped he was for this tiny human being.
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OffGun November Collection of Drabbles 2022
Fanfiction✅ COMPLETED Short stories and drabbles with Off/Gun and their various ships.
