Here, Gun || OffGun

Chapter 3

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Gun started to meow, but it came out more like a muffled groan.

He cleared his throat and tried again.

"M-me..piss..oh, this is ridiculous." Gun narrowed his eyes as he watched Off's beautiful little eyes roll into his head as the man fell to the ground like a two-ton brick.

Gun squirmed on the bed until he made his way to the end of the bed. His arms and legs appeared to be much larger than they used to be.

Gun wasn't sure he liked that. It was also much farther from the ground, like kilometers perhaps.

Gun growled low in his throat when he saw the body of his human lying on the ground. Well, that would do nothing.

Off was quirky and somewhat clueless, but he belonged to Gun and it was Gun's job to make sure his human was well taken care of.

"Ouch."

Who said cats always landed on their feet shouldn't have human feet. Gun felt as if he had completely lost the ground when he got out of bed and hit a brick wall instead or for that matter wood.

He stood there for a moment and stared at the white ceiling tiles overhead. He'd seen them before. They just didn't look that ... that close before.

With some effort, Gun rolled to his side and then pushed himself into a sitting position. He grabbed Off by the shoulders and gently rolled the man onto his back.

It was not an easy task, and he was panting by the time he did it. Off was a much larger man than Gun, even in this new two-legged form he had assumed.

Gun leaned over and licked the side of Off's pale cheek.

It was a gesture he had made a million times when he had fur and four legs. While Off's skin had the same salty taste, it seemed like there was just one more hint of manly musk.

Gun found himself licking more and more skin. Gun didn't like the restrictive second skin his human wore during the day. This lower layer of skin was much warmer.

Gun fiddled with the buttons on Off's shirt that he had seen his human put on. Once they gave in and the white cotton material separated, Gun slipped his hand into the opening, purring low in his throat at the warm sensation of Off's bare skin.

(T/N: Uhm...my not so innocent mind..)

Now, if only Off would wake up.

Gun's concern for the clueless scientist is really increasing, and he was scared.

And the cold, it was so cold, it made sense since it didn't have its fucking fur!

Gun stretched out next to his human and snuggled into his warmer body. Off always gave him a little warmth. Like a cat, that had been wonderful.

Hugging his human was like being enveloped in sunlight.

Gun had no idea how he was going to warm up now. Even now, glued to Off as he was, there was an entire side of his body that was frozen. Gun wished he had a second skin like Off had.

Off had a closet against the wall.

Gun would like something blue. Blue is a nice color. It reminded Gun of the sky when the sun was shining.

Oh, maybe yellow, just like the sun. That would be nice, too.

If he rubbed it around Off's legs, he might be able to convince his human to buy him an outer layer of skin in yellow.