Unwanted Butterflies {OffGun}

CHAPTER 14

Tay Tawan was always a good friend. Gun knew this and that's why he wasn't surprised when he saw him coming through the door.

His best friend cried and told him that when he found out about the traffic accident he suffered, he almost died of anguish. Tay commented over and over that it was a stroke of luck that he and Off survived. Gun at first just listened to him without understanding what he was talking about.

But then his husband intervened and understood everything, he obviously wasn't going to tell his friend that his own father-in-law was the culprit of leaving them in that state.

I learned that the car was completely destroyed, it's the work of heaven that you are still alive - his friend mentioned to him while taking his hand - you took almost the entire hit for saving Off, you're too good Gun.

He glared at Off Jumpol, who simply looked away. The guilt eating away at him inside.

For two weeks Tay visited him every day, always trying to encourage him to forget the pain of his wounds.

Gun, can I tell you something without you getting upset? -he nodded - why don't you tell Off to go home? Even though he has already been discharged, he sleeps here every day. He must be exhausted.

And it was true. Off wouldn't leave his side for even a second. Gun didn't know if it was to prevent him from telling anyone the truth or because he truly cared about him.

But he couldn't forgive him, not after being unfaithful.

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When they were discharged, he received the worst news of all.

From that day on, they would live in the house of his disgusting father-in-law; He tried to convince his husband to avoid it, but he seemed scared enough to resist that order.

He entered Off's old room and thousands of memories came to his mind. Even he couldn't believe that after all, the two of them would become a married couple.

He thought of all the times he was in that place, of all the happy moments they shared; Every night they enjoyed their bodies without thinking about anything or anyone else, being there was like turning back time.

He had to live with the discomfort of returning and facing his past, with all the things he did for the eldest.

Off carefully guided him to one of the chairs in the room so he could sit and rest while he unpacked everything. He could see his husband trembling, pacing back and forth, so scared that he was unable to hold things.

Everything was falling.

Could you calm down? You're making me nervous - Gun told him reluctantly - I've had enough of being here without you making everything worse.

I'm sorry, I just...I thought I had escaped from this place, coming back brings back bad memories.

What can I tell you -Gun commented with a mocking smile -in this house my nightmares began, returning is literally like being in hell.

In Off's eyes, his husband's anger was understandable. After all, it was his fault for dragging him into all this. He could still see the bruises on Gun's body, reminding him that, if he hadn't been so selfish, if only he didn't love him the way he did, Gun could be free.

He could walk away and be happy.

The scene of Gun's body lying in his father's office, unconscious from that beating, still haunted him every night. The memory of himself defying his father for the first time pushed him to protect what was left of the humanity of the being he loved so much.