Another pair of jeans landed on the floor, creating a massive pile of clothes. The frustrated growl echoed as the blue Hawaiian shirt followed the pants. Pick punched the wardrobe's door, glaring at the almost empty furniture in front of him. Most of his clothes lay lifelessly on the floor near his bed. Pick took the black shirt with a fading print of the white puppy in his hand, studying it. Why he didn't own anything decent to wear? It's not like he lacked the money to buy nice clothes. He should blame his idiotic best friend, who likes buying thrifted clothes and drags him around the markets. It was only natural Pick would purchase something, too.
Now that a date with Rome awaited him, he could only curse himself. How could he show up in these shattered, unfashionable clothes in front of Rome? The younger would be embarrassed, seeing him in these. Pick dived into the wardrobe again, hoping to find something good enough to impress his boyfriend. After a long search, he pulled out a pair of black jeans and a white shirt. It wasn't anything special but paired with the leather jacket from his father's closet, it would look perfect.
Pick was satisfied with his choice when Rome couldn't stop looking at him and touching him on every occasion of their date.
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OffGun September Collection of Drabbles 2023
Fanfiction✅COMPLETED A collection of drabbles and short stories with OffGun and their various ships. Based on a prompt list from allourheroes and TitanPandora.
