Gun x Reader: I'm normal

22. Whats that?

My parents came and left and Gun said he had a surprise for me back at his house.

I opened the door and walked in.

Is that water running?

I walked into the house and found a wall had been turned into a large tank with goldfish in it.

I stood there in shock and mesmerized by all the colors and body shapes.

"Bunny... what is this?"

"You said you wanted all the fish so I bought all the fish."

"But why?" I ripped my eyes off the tank and over towards him.

"Why not?"

I looked back at the tank and walked over.

"It's huge..."

"You'll be saying that later tonight."

"What was that?" I turned to look at Gun again.

"Nothing."

I shrugged as I didn't wanna push him.

I wonder what he said.

A little black ryukyu goldfish swam up to me and I smiled.

"Look, Bunny! This one looks like you!"

I walked to the side and it swam after me.

It followed my finger and I laughed.

"So cute! What should I name him?"

"Sushi."

"Huh!?" I laughed.

"Or Sashimi. Or Caviar."

I laughed and punched him playfully.

"Ima name him Sweetheart."

"Why?"

"He's so cute! And sweet! And adorable!"

"Strange but they're your fish."

"My fis- Huh?" I looked up at him confused.

"You probably can't have these all at home, so you can have them here."

I hugged Gun and he pat my back.

"I have a track meet tomorrow! Do you wanna come?!" I asked trying not to cry.

"Get a grip." Gun rolled his eyes.

"Um, fine? Consider yourself uninvited!"

"It's it at your school or away?"

"Away. The address is-"

I told him and he nodded.

AHHHHHH

I threw myself with the vaulting stick and went into the air.

Don't hit the pole!

I curved my body and made it.

Yes!

God, please don't let the stick go up my ass in front of everyone!

That's always one of my worst fears when I do this.

"Oof!" I hit the mat and people cheered.

I got up and grinned at my coach who clapped.

As I made my way to the side, I looked around for my friends.

I saw my school friends but Gun was no where to be found.

Aw man. Well, I guess he had better and more important things to do.

"Good job!" My teammates smiled and soon it was time for hurdles.

God I hate hurdles.