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A Bad Idea: Gun's perspective

Gun stepped out into the warm night air. "Hello Papi? Are you ok?" He said into his phone. There was silence from the other end for a few seconds. "She was right! I watched and she was right! Did you watch it? Did you?" Slurred Off. "I don't understand what you're saying Papi." Replied Gun "Are you drunk? Do you need me to come and get you? Tell me where you are and I'll get a car and get you..." There was silence again for a few seconds and Gun was wondering if Papi had fell asleep. "Why are you so nice? It's all your fault you know! That's it I'm coming to your place! Wait where do you live again? No wait you come get me! Then I'll show you she was right!" The phone cut off. Gun ran to a taxi and gave them Off's address, praying he was there. He tried to call Papi back but there was no answer. They arrived at Off's place and thankfully he was sat on the curb outside the building. Gun asked the driver to wait in case his Papi needed the hospital. Gun ran to Papi calling him as he did. When Gun reached him he saw that Papi had been crying. "PAPI! Cried Gun "Are you ok what happened? Do you need the hospital?"
Off looked up at Gun "Noooooppppeee," he slurred "not hospital. I'm going to show you. She was right! How was she right?" Off slumped forward on to Gun's shoulder. "Papi, it's ok. Come on, let's get you inside, where are your keys?" Gun patted Off's pockets it they were empty except for his phone which was now dead. Gun took a deep breath. "Ok Papi, let's get the car and we can go to my place..." Off snorted at this. "On the first date? Wow! Someone moves fast..." then he dissolved into hiccupping laughs. Gun shook his head and helped Off to his feet. They slowly made their way to the car as soon Off got in he fell fast asleep. Gun watched him closely for the whole ride to make sure he wasn't sick. The driver helped Gun carry Off to the front door and recieved a large tip for his troubles. Off was semi conscious at this point and had latched on Gun like he was the thing separating him from life and death, while mumbling incoherently. Gun managed to get them in the house and as far as the living room and the sofa before Off gripped him tightly and fell like a dead weight on to the sofa. Gun was enjoying being hugged by his Papi but it felt like he was taking advantage with him being drunk so he tried to wriggle his way free from Off's grasp. That just made Off grab him tighter and whisper "Please... let me show you..." before he passed out again not relaxing his grip one bit. Gun decided he would take what ever consequences that would come because this was the nicest feeling in the world. Even if Off was angry with him in the morning being held like this was worth it. He closed his eyes and breathed in, he loved the way his Papi usually smelled and that scent was still there it was just mixed with an alcohol smell. "Night night Papi," whispered Gun "I love you." Then he pressed a kiss to Off's neck and let himself drift off to sleep. He awoke to Off wiggling and then dumping him on the floor. He knew this was coming but it still stung. He watched Papi run to the bathroom then slowly followed him. Time for the consequences I guess, he thought to himself, then opened the door and began to apologise. He was expecting to be at least yelled at or maybe even punched but never in a million years did he expect Papi to hug him like he was something precious.