Conspiracy Theories ◇ ONESHOT

oneshot

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I said I'll post this tomorrow but I suddenly got in the mood to do it. I apologize though because it's short. Enjoy!

Conspiracy theories. Some people think I'm weird because I like to make theories about things that aren't really serious. Well, I don't care about what other people say because I know one person that'll listen to me.

His name is Off. He's my bestfriend since I don't know, I actually forgot because we've been friends for years. He's the only person that decided to stay by my side. Even though sometimes, we argue just because of simple things.

"Oi, Atthaphan, you're daydreaming again. Focus on our homework." Off poked my cheek before speaking again, "What? You're going to tell me another conspiracy theory? Not now, we're doing something."

"I'm just thinking..." I said while staring at him."

"What?" He asked, his eyebrows furrowed because of confusion.

"Why are we friends? I have a friend that isn't smart. He's stupid, not interesting, and not handso-"

"GUN ATTHAPHAN!" He shouted. That gave me a signal so I decided to stand up and run. I went to my bedroom and closed the door. I covered myself with a blanket.

Ah, I forgot to tell you that Off and I are living in the same house. We have different bedroom, of course.

"Open the door!" He knocked once, twice, thrice before shouting again. "Hey, open the door! Gun, open th- oh, it isn't locked."

My eyes widened when I realized I didn't lock the door.

Stupid.

"Now.. where are you?"

I had to stifle my laughter or else he'll know where I am. It got silent for a few seconds but--

"Aha!" He removed the blanket and our eyes met. "Caught you!"

He jumped at me so now he's on top of me, "Hey! You're heavy! Off Jumpol, get off me." He didn't listen to me. Instead, he wiggled his body.

"This is your punishment."

I pushed him but he's just. too. heavy.

"You're heavy! Ah, I can't breathe."

He looked at me and smirked, "You're making weird noises, you know?"

I smacked his head before using all my force to push him. "Shut up." I blushed due to embarrassment.

"Hey, I'm just joking. Let's go. We need to continue our homework." He walked to the door so I followed him.

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After a few hours, we finally finished our homework. Ugh, I hate school.

We decided to talk about our memories these past few years.

"Remember when I accidentally slapped your face and you've been mad at me for a week? I've never seen you that mad to be honest." We both laughed when we remembered that. "I was too shy to apologize so I tried to annoy but you just got mad even more."

"Idiot, of course I'll get mad. You never slapped or hit me before. I was really shocked that time. I thought you're also fed up with me." I pouted.

He stared at my lips but he shook his head after that. "Why would I get fed up with you? You're also the only person who's been there for me." He smiled at me before ruffling my hair. "That will never happen, okay? You're important to me so I'll never leave you."

"Ew." He hit the back of my head which made me laugh. "Just kidding, you're getting way too cheesy and emotional so I decided to lighten up the mood a little bit."

"You should be thankful. I only show this side of me to you."

"I'm more thankful that I met you."

"Now you're telling me I'm the cheesy one." He chuckled.

"I'm always like this though! Hmp." I crossed my arms and stared at him. He stared back at me. After a minute, he talked.

"Hey.. you haven't told me any theory this day. It's almost midnight."

"I'm not in the mood." I answered.

"Then I'll tell you something." He went closer to me.

"What is it?"

"I.."

"What?"

"Gun Atthapan." He sounds so serious.

"What? You're way too serious you're making me nervous. Oho, that rhymed-" I stopped when he didn't laugh. "Just tell me."

"Listen carefully."

"Oh God, just tell me. I'm being impatie-"

My sentence got cut when he kissed me. It lasted for a few seconds, and he was the first one to pull away, his forehead against mine.

"Gun, I love you. This isn't a theory because I know that what I feel for you is real."

I'm.. I'm shocked. I'm shocked because he confessed. I'm shocked because we feel the same way.

I smiled at him before speaking, "I love theories, I love making up stories. But what I love the most is you, Off. I love you too, so much."

How lucky am I that we feel the same way. How lucky am I to  have you, Jumpol.