Under a Million Stars

Chapter Twenty-three

Warning: Contains mature content.

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Gun tried avoiding Jaylerr the entire day but the latter seemed to be more determined to express his feelings as he tailed Gun all day long. Gun didn't really mind for he knew that he would just get tired of this setup and eventually leave him alone but Jaylerr went as far as buying him lunch and flowers.

"What are these for?"

He called Jaylerr over the phone demanding for an answer as to why his table was filled with various types of flowers. There was a bouquet of different types of roses and another bouquet of sunflowers.

"Oh, those roses. They're for you. I told you I'm gonna start courting you," Jaylerr answered and Gun was sure he was smiling on the other line.

"You don't have to do this. And how did you know I love sunflowers?" he asked as he picked up the bouquet of sunflowers and smelled them. He had always loved them, for they were the first flowers Off had given him.

"Huh? What sunflowers? I only sent you a bunch of roses."

Gun froze in the middle of his flower smelling session. He felt his heart pound faster as he thought of so much possibilities yet uncertainties of Off giving him the bunch of flowers he was holding.

"I have to go, bye," Gun quickly ended the call and placed the flowers back on his table. A small card dropped and that was his answer. Scrawled on the small card was Off's scrawny handwriting. He was sure of it as he had seen Off's handwriting multiple times when they studied together way back in University days.

Have a good day, love. May your day be brilliant as these sunflowers.

xoxo,
Off

"What are you up to, Off?"

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Gun looked tinier as he carried the bouquets of flowers, one in each arm as he went out of the building that afternoon. The bouquets were so big that they almost covered his view as he walked slowly towards the revolving door. He actually had no plans of bringing them home but his officemates kept on teasing him so to stop their running mouths, he had no choice but to carry them home.

He breathed a sigh of relief as he was able to pass through the revolving door, his forehead was sweating and his arms numb. He was dying to wipe the sweat on his face but both of his arms were occupied so he just continued to the taxi bay. He remembered Off telling him that he'd fetch him, but he didn't really hold on to his promise.

He was about to hail the nearby taxi when two cars suddenly stopped in front of him. He looked alternately at Off and Jaylerr who got off their respective cars at the same time. Off was wearing his usual office suit, his hair fixed to one side while Jaylerr was wearing a white shirt and jeans, his hair fixed in a more informal way. Gun couldn't help but notice the differences and similarities between the two. They were dressed differently but at the same time, they looked similar.

"Gun." "Gun."

Gun watched in disbelief as the two approached him, both offering a hand to help him with what he was carrying.

"Can you back off. I came first," Jaylerr hissed at Off as the latter slapped his hand away from Gun's.

"I came here first for your information," Off argued and glared at Jaylerr.

Being at the center, Gun couldn't help but be confused with the two, both by their actions and their looks. They looked like twins arguing in front of him. Their eyes getting even smaller as they fought each other through their glares, shooting daggers with their stares.