• Only mine ❖ OFFGUN❖

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Gun was already snoring slightly. He must have instantly fallen into the deep sleep because of the amount of the alcohol he'd drank. The tall guy stared for a moment at this vulnerable sleeping face, he quietly sighed scratching his head.

"I am a jerk."

~~GMMtv's building, the next day~~

"You alive? I heard that you passed out yesterday" Jennie gently punched deadly looking man and sat on the chair beside him.

Gun was covering his head in hands, trying to embrace all of that throbbing pain. He could literally hear every little sound in the room that really annoyed his sensitive ears.

"Drink this"

She handed him some medicine potion which he drunk at one time. That would help his dry throat and upset stomach but his head was still punishing him for the last night celebration.

"Lucky you that Off always keep an eye on his darling" she tapped his back smirking

Gun quickly placed his head on the table corner to hide his expression between his arms. Just mention of Off name made his heart flutter and his face blush, recalling last night fierce kisses.

"I saw your feeding time, you guys are becoming so obvious. Can' t keep hands away, madly in love, aren't you? ' Jennie made a couple of overdramatic gestures.

"You jelly?"

Hearing that voice Gun's heart skipped a beat. He wasn't ready to bring his face up so he pretended to nap. Jennie is crazy enough to talk to a soundly sleeping man.

"As I said, always there to save his little baby" she rolled her eyes, stood up and punched the tall guy's shoulder.

"Who if not me?" Off raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly.

"Yeah you lovebirds, lemme just go cry in the corner ALONE" Jennie sighed and walked away.

Gun trying to stop his snort, moved a bit. He hoped that was unnoticeable and continued his nap plan, carefully listening. No sounds near him. He was sure that Off was standing motionless beside him, literally he could feel his stare examining each of his body's movement.

"You're not sleeping"

Gun gulped. His mind was still in a mess not ready for a confrontation, his bloody hangover was not helpful either.

"I try Papi"

"Lay on the couch then, it must be uncomfortable."

"No, it's okay..."

Off sighed. Gun hoped that he will walk away or at least won't start that conversation.

"When you feel better, we need to talk."

He just read his mind.

"S-sure" his voice somehow cracked. He cleared his throat and put his head back on his arms trying to not act awkwardly.

Suddenly he felt a big hand near his face and a short-stroke on his swollen lips. He jumped surprised on the seat and moved away giving Off asking stare.

"You drooled" he pointed at little guy's cheek.

"No, I didn't!"

Gun brushed his face with hands knowing that he didn't even sleep a wink on this table.

"Well, you must have had a nice dream." Off smiled broadly raising his eyebrows.

Gun's face started to resemble ripe tomato as he was looking at the tall guy's pleased expression becoming more proud in each passing second. No response to that comment was good, he kept silence and stared at the floor.