• Only mine ❖ OFFGUN❖

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He found out one important fact about his close friend. That thing couldn't leave his mind at peace, many thoughts were running through his head, this made him unable to sleep.

The next day Off drove to pick up Gun early morning. He didn't saw him in front of the building so he called. At that time Gun was having a deep sleep when suddenly got woken up by the phone ring.

"Yup Papii, I was just leaving..." he almost perfectly hid his hoarse voice.

Gun put on the shoes, grabbed his backpack, shut the door and quickly got into the elevator.

"I told you to stop using IG so much..." Off sounded irritated while waiting and tapping his fingers on the wheel. "I'm sure you were ordering some shit till the crack of dawn."

Gun could easily imagine Off rolling his eyes.

"No, I'm telling you I was just on my way. I see you, Papi!" He ran quickly waving.

The little guy got into the car and leaned happily towards Off to peck his neck. He could only plant a kiss on the air since the older guy had moved away from him. 

Gun frowned and pouted his lips. Seeing no reaction he crossed his arms to show how much that rejection had offended him.

"Lies are not enough, he gets moody and sulks." Off looked at him raising his eyebrows. "Gun Atthaphan are you sure you ain't a woman?"

"Me? Lying? Like when?" he sounded resentful.

"Look at yourself."

That moment he knew... he fucked up. A wave of embarrassment was overwhelming his body as he saw that he was wearing the same outfit from the photo he had sent yesterday.Off burst in laughter when he heard Gun making up more excuses while his ears were turning red.

"Hold on." the tall guy got his phone and quickly took a picture of this helpless creature.

"What?"

"You must have been in a hurry, look at your hair." Off was grinning showing him the screen.

You could see many shades of red and purple slowly showing on Gun's face. 

It lasted one second for him to decide what is more important: saving his bangs which looks speaking nicely like... shit or snatching Off's phone to delete this embarrassing photo.

He chose the second option.

"Nah. Nope." the tall guy quickly moved away his phone wagging his pointing finger. "Charge for your lies." he winked at him.

Off turned on the engine without paying attention to the little guy's anger. Gun shortly gave up, took out a hairbrush from his backpack and started to fix his mess. 

During the rest of the ride, he was whining and begging Off to delete this disgraceful photo. Every time he asked nervously for this the only response he got was a mischevious grin.

After arriving Gun was still sulking. He quickly stepped out of the car and went straight to the building not waiting for Off. 

As he entered he saw Krist and Singto, he hurriedly ran to hug them as a welcome. After a while, Off came into the room.

The fact that both of them entered separately didn't miss P'Kwang's attention. She knew that they were supposed to drive there together.

"Did something happen?" she came to Off and asked him concernedly.

"No need to worry. Fifteen minutes and he'll get back to normal"

"I hope so." P'Kwang was staring suspiciously at Gun who was poking and joking with other guys.

"You two! Come with me, we'll get yours hair and make-up done." she said to Krist and Singto.

Both obediently followed her while Gun was still happily chit-chatting with some member of the crew. They were standing close to each other, the little guy's smile was not leaving his face. 

When Off saw that man's hand on Gun's arm he was forced to stop this stupid conversation going on. He came to them and stood between them. Parting their bodies apart he firmly said that younger guy is badly needed somewhere else.

Off grabbed Gun's back and escorted him through corridors towards the room where they were supposed to get their make-up. 

He stopped in front of the doors, carefully looked around to check if anybody was watching. They were alone.

Off leaned in towards Gun closely staring at him. He shortened the distance between them to less than a couple of centimeters. 

The little guy was surprised with this sudden intimacy, he flinched and stepped away quickly. Off's tight grab stopped him and strongly pulled closer.

"Papii.." he whispered confusedly.

The little guy could feel warm hands delicately slipping under his oversized t-shirt. Standing still he was refusing to believe in what was happening. 

He could feel the heat increasing in his whole body. When big hand moved upwards he was already weak at his knees.

Gun stuck his sight at the floor feeling that at the moment his heart will jump out of his chest.