OffGun May Collection of Drabbles 2024

Bend (Off/Gun)

Standing frozen in the doorway, Off stared at a familiar figure with a plump behind sticking up in the air.  He scanned the joga position his partner was performing on the sofa. Gun's upper body was hidden as he was bent over the sofa's rest. He was grunting and huffing, probably looking for something. Off was amused by the sight. The approaching footsteps woke Off from the daze. He stepped inside the room and closed the door behind him. 

Off scanned his other half's ass before he quietly shuffled closer towards him with a sly smirk. It was amusing how concentrated Gun was that he didn't hear Off coming. He paused before he lifted his hand and groped Gun's round buttock. The younger male jerked under the touch, and his high-pitched voice echoed through the room. 

"What are you doing, Ter?" Off withdrew his palm and spoke up to let his partner know it was him. Gun relaxed, scrambling back up to sitting, facing him. 

"My ring, Papii. It slipped off my finger and fell somewhere here." He pointed behind the furniture with teary eyes. Off followed the movement, nodding. 

"I will help you. Get off. We will move the couch." Off instructed. Gun immediately hopped off and they pushed the heavy furniture aside. They searched together until Off spotted the sparkling jewellery. He quickly picked it up. Glancing at his sad partner, the idea popped into his head. 

Off grabbed Gun's hand and pulled him towards him. Before the younger could say anything, he was on his knee, holding the sparkling silver ring between his fingers. 

"Will you marry me, Nu?"

Gun blinked a few times before his face lit up with a smile.

"Silly Papii. We are already married." He giggled.

"Is that no?" Off faked a hurt expression. 

"You know, I would marry you every time." Gun's face softened, and Off smiled at him, nodding. He slid the ring on his husband's delicate finger, kissing it lightly before he stood up. 

"I love you. Gun." He whispered.

"I love you too, Papii."