Turning Points

Chapter 8: Cross Roads

"Fucking Finally!" Gun practically shouted as he closed his apartment door and dumped his luggage on the floor. Gun had no idea how he had  even gotten back to his apartment, he had  practically been in a daze since the flight but he was still grateful to be back.

Gun switched on the lights as it was still dawn in Thailand and then made a beeline for his fridge. He took out his favorite facemask and  his emergency stash of wine. He then also put some grapes in a bowl and then carefully headed to his living room with all the items dangerously piled up in his arms, taking multiple trips was for losers after all.

He got to the living room luckily without dropping anything. Gun momentary thought if this celebrity thing didn't work out he could be a great waiter. 'And if the celebrity thing didn't work out for Papi he could always be a gay porn star ' Ragnarok interjected. That's the name Gun had come up with for that tiny voice in his head that kept saying things that Gun didn't want to be thinking about! Obviously it would  the cause of his inevitable mental destruction so Gun thought Ragnarok was fitting.

Gun shook his head to get rid of any and all thoughts of Pa- that guy from his head! The reason for his little pamper session was to get all thoughts of Papi out of his head after all .

Gun put on a Bodyslam album*, one of his favorite Thai bands,  on his phone and connected his phone to his Bluetooth speakers. He took out the cute panda mask out of its pocket and gently put it on his face. He poured himself a nice chilled glass of wine and grabbed the bowl of grapes and sat back on his black leather couch,pressed the release button that was on the side of his couch that released the couch footrests and entered euphoria.

'Oh yesssss,' Gun thought feeling more calm and at ease then he had the whole week. Gun just loved the cool feeling of his couch against his skin especially in summer, that topped off with some wine and his favorite band playing in the background never failed to get his spirits up again.

The only thing missing that would make this perfect was if he'd been getting a massage at the same time. 'I'm sure Papi could easily be persuaded to giving you a massage,' Ragnarok unwantedly added butting in his thoughts.

"Oiiiiiiiiiiiii!" Gun cried in frustration, sitting up and placing his wine on the small table in front of his couch. Why couldn't he stop thinking about Papi!? The whole purpose of this relaxation process was to forget about him!

No this wouldn't do, Gun had to talk to someone or else he was going to go crazy. He picked up his phone and started going through his contact list.

P'Andy? No he was friends with Mae so he'd probably spill everything to her. Angel? Boyd? Oh hell no they were both big mouths. Gun kept scrolling through his contact list and saw that most of his friends were either big mouths, were mutual friends with Papi or had mutual friends with people who worked in Gmmtv.

Damn! Gun wished he had a friend who was in no way involved with Papi, like someone who stayed overs- Wait! Jinsoo! Gun almost hit his head against the table for how stupid he had been. Of course he could always call Jinsoo!

Jinsoo had told Gun the last time they video called that Australia was about 3 hours ahead of Thailand* so it should be about 9am in Australia. Hopefully Jinsoo didn't have any work that early on a Saturday morning, Gun thought as he video called Jinsoo.

"Gun! My favorite Thai, what's up?" Jinsoo answered energetically when they connected after the phone rang for about 30 seconds.

"Where are you?" Gun asked him. He noticed that Jinsoo was indoors, the wall behind him was made  fully of glass and he could see how overcast the weather was outside.

"I'm eating breakfast with some friends,  say hi," Jinsoo said before he turned his phone around to show a Korean guy and two Korean females  sitting around the same oval table filled with all sorts of food. Damn Jinsoo had some good looking friends! The girls were gorgeous.