𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐥! Last chapt on hiatus

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"Repeat that again." Gun quickly responded. Oh he heard it clear alright, but he just had to make sure he wasn't mishearing shit or some sort. He wouldn't even be surprised if he actually misheard, cause for some reason too, he felt like the figure of Off before him was a product of his hallucinations from the result of his constant feelings for the taller.

"Uh- you wouldn't mind if Off stays over.. right?" Jane reluctantly repeated, looking at his brother with a confused expression.

"I- I could go now if you want to, I don't want to impose.." Off interrupted. His hands crawled up to his neck, the next thing he knew he was rubbing his nape as he looked down in embarrassment. Last thing he wanted in that moment was to be imposing on Gun and Jane.

Gun turned to Off when he heard the former spoke, his breath hitched.

'Off changed.' he thought. Or was it because they haven't seen each other in a week, but a part of him was certain something about Off wasn't the same anymore. Not that it's a bad one, cause if it was then Gun probably wouldn't be having butterflies in his stomach. He held tightly on the doorknob.

"N-No..!" Gun's voice broke out, the word came out from his mouth like he hadn't talked a whole day; hoarse and brittle. He cleared his throat before speaking again. "I- I don't mind. Come in."

With that said, Gun opened the door widely. Gun stepped back shyly as he let them in.

'Fuck. My cheeks feel like they're burning.' Gun thought. He quickly pulled his hoodie, hiding his face. Gun decided that it would be awkward if he was blushing. And for fuck's sake, he didn't even know why he was blushing. Was it because of Off? Or was it because the temperature changed from his room to downstairs? Either way, he couldn't let anyone see him like this.

"A-Are you fine, Gun?" Off was the first one to notice the shorter's sudden action. Making him jolt into action in worry to the owner of the house.

Gun hid his face more as he felt Off's hands in his arms. He whimpered to himself from the feeling. Gun was already wearing a hoodie, but he could still feel the warmth of Off's firm hands pierce through the fabric until it reached his skin.

It felt good.

"Hng ah!" he whimpered lowly. "I-Im fine.." he said, assuring Off. But of course, he would be foolish if he thought Off would buy that.

"Do you feel sick? Why are you hiding?" Off asked bluntly and sternly, which made it worse for Gun. He didn't want to answer the questions being thrown at him. His face felt far more hotter and he was sure his ears and neck would also show signs of blushing.

If anything, he wished the one asking him right now was Jane instead. Maybe then, he wouldn't be this tense and stiff.

A/N : well does anyone wanna know what else is stiff ^•^ jk children this is a smut free fanfic. or is it? ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Jane spoke suddenly, her voice nonchalant which made Gun confused but at the same time relieved.

"By the way P'Gun, Off is staying in your room. You wouldn't mind that right?"

That was what made Gun forget everything about what he was currently doing.

"W-What?..!" he raised his head to look at Jane. And as if his oh so dear Off wasn't just holding him right now, his attention quickly diverted from Off to Jane.

He was panting, for some reason he held his breath as he spoke to Off. Perhaps allow me to correct-- he held his breath as Off spoke to him.

Off looked at Gun and he didn't knew what to feel. His eyes widened as he cocked his brows involuntarily, just evidently fazed as to Gun's image right now.