Theory of Friendship that goes deeper than Love

Soft and Dorky

Letting it be was exactly what Off did. He just let his feelings be, because he was pretty sure they're not going anywhere. First month of filming Theory Of Love was behind them and they were having a short break to attend some events and fan meetings. They were sharing hotel rooms again and it was so much fun, but also a lot of comfort. Having Gun by his side every day and night almost made him forget that he wanted to have the younger boy in all the ways. There was just one way he doesn't have him left. On the other hand, it kind of felt like a feeling of wanting something extra, something more than necessary and Jumpol didn't want to be greedy. He knew, he and Gun were already in some kind of relationship, only not the romantic one, but it was amazing anyway. There was no reason to jeopardise it with his silly desires he got when he was bored or lonely the rare days Gun had some solo work. Sometimes it was difficult, because Gun was being too cute always taking naps at Jumpol's lap or watching something on Off's phone before going to sleep and then falling asleep in Off's bed innocently. He always slept so well every time it happened. He would embrace the younger boy carefully, so he won't wake up, but Gun would snuggle even closer in his sleep anyway and they would wake up like that too. In the morning Gun would stretch like a cat and give Off a small neck nuzzle or a kiss there, all yawning cutely with bed hair and tangled in a way too big t-shirt. Sometimes it even happened to be Off's t-shirt and these were the days Jumpol thought how lucky he already is to have all of it. To have Gun so close.

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The fan meetings were wrapped up successfully as usual, because both of them didn't even have to try. They were natural and honest. They felt good about working together as well as just spending time together in general. They were best friends for real, not just for a show after all. Fans were ecstatic, because they could feel the positive vibes from Off and Gun every time. The day before resuming filming of Theory Of Love they decided to have a sleepover to practice some lines and then go to the set together in the morning. Off was so happy to live his life on his own terms finally. Not having to explain any of his decisions to anyone and focusing his time and energy on the most important things to him. That was Gun and work. Their work. He could put all his effort into improving himself as an actor and just being there for Gun at all times. The truth was, Gun was always there for him even before Off was single and only now Off realised how grateful he really is for that. So, maybe it seemed funny, but in his head Off was constantly in a competition with himself wanting to be better and better version of himself. Mainly for Gun, but at the same time it also meant getting better at work too. The older boy have never been more pleased with things in his life, until this very night things just got better on their own unexpectedly. Well, things got kinda better and Off was also kinda confused, but the thing that happened, happened so naturally like everything between them both always did. Off felt good about it and he was pretty sure that Gun felt good about it too.

- I'm so glad that I'm not the one playing Third. - Off chuckled.
- Why? - Gun smiled. - Not like you could play him. You're too tall.
- Yeah, but there's a lot of crying. - Off explained.
- It's alright. I can cry on command. It's not that hard.
- Well, maybe for you. - the older boy rolled his eyes. - You're great at everything you do.
- You think so? - Gun smiled coyly.
- Obviously. - Off answered proudly.
- I can teach you. - Gun sat up straighter. - You just have to think about something sad.
- But there's no way I can trick myself into getting sad looking at you of all people. I can make a sad face, but it's hard to really feel sad, not to mention cry. - Off shrugged spreading his hands in a helpless gesture.
- That's true, but the trick is to make up some story in your head that would make you cry. The story needs to be sad, but for it to be effective enough, it has to be about the person you have in front of you. So, it helps if you know your co-star and care about them.
- I see, that makes sense. - Off listened diligently.
- You should try it. - the younger boy encouraged.
- Like, now? - said Off surprised.
- Yeah. - Gun giggled - That's the point, to be able to cry anytime you want. Come on. - he bounced on his place excitedly. Off furrowed his brow thinking a longer while and trying to come up with something sad about Gun, but there were only positives about him in Off's mind.
- Gun? - he gave up and decided to ask for some prompt instead. - What kind of story you think about? I can't come up with anything.
- Um... When I'm having a crying scene with you... I imagine the worst thing...
- That I die? - Off raised one eyebrow.
- No, it's too general. I imagine... Actually, it might be working only for me, but I think about you leaving. - Gun swallowed uneasily - That you say it to me, you know. You say that it was just for work, that you don't want to play friends anymore. That you're happy to finally have me off your back, that we won't meet ever again... - tears were rolling down Gun's cheeks at this point already.
- That's bullshit! - although Off knew it was meant to be just a made up sad thing to focus on and cry, he felt sick just knowing that even a thought of that kind of scenario concerning him and Gun existed in the boy's mind. - Don't ever think that! I-I forbid you to use that story... - Off sniffed and he's just realised that he was crying too. His eyes burning with bitter tears. He swiped them away with his hand and started to do the same for Gun. He lifted the hem of his own t-shirt to gently dry the boy's cheeks. - Just don't, okay? - Off said sniffing again.
- Papii, I know it's not real, but it still makes me cry. - Gun sobbed pulling at Off's t-shirt himself and wiping his nose with it. The older boy completely melted seeing that and wrapped Gun in his arms.
- Please, don't cry. - Off pleaded rocking them gently - And don't ever think about that again. - he squeezed the boy tighter. - I can't stand that.
- Me too. - Gun hugged back and nuzzled his face against Off's chest - I-I know it's not true, but still.
- Next time come up with a less sad story. - Off said making Gun chuckle through tears.
- Like... You not buying me a birthday present? - Gun joked and they burst out into giggles together. Then they were just smiling at each other not moving an inch away.
- You're... - Off shook his head incredulously not really knowing what to say.
- I'm what? - the younger boy asked, but it seemed he will not be getting an answer, because Off was just staring at him again with an unusually soft gaze. Gun liked the happy look on his friend. He pawed at Off's arms and kind off squeezed the fabric of the shirt in his hands. Off grinned joyously at Gun's cuteness and the boy smiled timidly back. Then, not even thinking about it, Off leaned down and pecked the boy's lips. Before Off leaned away Gun pecked him back and Off just couldn't waste his time on thinking, he just smiled again and so did Gun still clutching the front of Off's t-shirt. Suddenly Off felt as if the brief kiss was his initiative in the first place, so it should be his last word too and he pecked the younger boy's lips once more. The look on Gun's face made him peck those lips and cheeks quickly yet several times and the younger boy started giggling happily scrunching his nose, because he liked it and also because it was ridiculous how Off just attacked him with small kindergarten kisses out of the blue.
- Papii! - Gun laughed squirming like he wanted to get away, but not really meaning to. - You behave like a dog who is licking his owners face crazily, happy to see him.
- I am happy to see you and I can lick your face if you insist. - Off put his tongue out trying to do just that, but Gun wriggled and dodged it.
- You're crazy! - Gun laughed putting his arms on the older boy's shoulders to keep him at a distance and keep him close at the same time.
- And you're naughty, putting ideas like that in my head. - Off smirked or he hoped he did, his face showing rather something more like a dorky smile.
- If I'm so naughty why wouldn't you choose a nicer nong? - the younger boy teased.
- I wonder why. There must be something wrong with me. - Off acted like he is very confused - Who would want a little devil like you and a drama queen on top of that?
- Papii! - Gun yelled faking outrage and tugging at the hair on the back of Off's neck to punish the older boy.
- Aw! You brat! Stop it! - Off shouted getting more amused by the second. He leaned close to Gun's face again and the boy stilled closing his eyes, probably bracing himself for another peck coming. However Off changed his mind and bit Gun's nose lightly instead.
- Papii~!! You freak! - Gun complained - Stop playing a puppy with me!
- So, no licking your face and no biting. I have no choice but to go back to kisses. - Off said eyeing Gun with sort of a warning.
- Y-yeah... - Gun agreed before thinking about it and got timid right away when he realised what he did agree to.
- Best friends can kiss like that, right? - Off decided to handle that matter lightly, even though his heart was fluttering madly.
- Best friends like us can, I guess. - Gun answered biting his own lips.
- Good. - Off smiled and tackled the younger boy rolling them playfully on the bed. The only thing he could hear was Gun's joyous laughter. A few more pecks were exchanged, while they were wrestling trying to hug and push each other away at the same time.