OFF POV
“Gun how come the presents I got from my friends are gone?” was the first thing I said as I entered my and Gun’s room.
We had decided to live together due to Gun’s constant begging and slight pestering. Even though it was only a month since we became partners in love. So I thought that it was too soon and too sudden but he said that it was a natural thing to do after one month as he had seen couples do the same . I mean, if it’s from the internet then it’s bound to be true.
But going back to the current situation, a couple of days ago I realized that T-shirts, shoes,bracelets,etc. that I got from my friends a long time ago has gone missing. At first, I didn’t mind because they might show up when you least expect it but the problem was, they never did.
‘suspicious’ I thought. Sure I was and still am an unorganized person but never did I lose something because of it. This only happened just a day after Gun moved in to my apartment. But I won’t judge my lover just because of theory so that leads us the current situation, me talking to him about it.
“What presents?” Gun said, still looking at his laptop, probably doing homework. He just arrived home just 10 minutes ago, making a project or whatnot because I saw some red and black paint on his nail. There he sat at the living room with glasses on, so that made the whole scene cuter but I shouldn’t give in. I need to talk to him.
“Like shoes, clothes, accessories, stuff like that.” I stated as I counted with my fingers with each item said. “all those that I got from my friends.”
He briefly looked at me before pointing to the gap under the bed. “You mean those?”
I walked up to the bed and peeked under, I saw a stuffed garbage bag. I grabbed it and swiftly opened it all in one go and there I saw the stuff that I was looking for. But why did he hide them?
“All of those had a weird smell.” He said as he removed his glasses, putting them aside then closed his laptop.
“a weird smell?” I said while smirking, “what are you? Taotao? Why are you suddenly talking about smells?” I asked, slightly chuckling.
“Papii I know you believe in those fortune-telling things, and just last week it said that I should get rid of things with weird smells because it might be a ‘sign of bad luck and misfortune upon the occupants in the house.’” Gun looked down, feeling wronged.
I felt guilty that I said all of that and thought of him in a bad way when he was just thinking about us. Good thing I asked before I misjudged him. With the questions cleared out of my mind. I approached Gun and gave him a hug. He was still looking down, not moving. I felt really bad.
“I’m so sorry Gun, I just got paranoid when I saw my things disappearing. i should’ve known better and trusted you more. It won’t happen again.” I gently whispered into his ear, then continued to pacify him.
Gun looked up facing me and said, “I’ll buy you the same exact things they bought for you so can we bur- I mean throw them away?”
“but it’s kind of hard to throw away stuff given to you.” I said, debating in my mind whether or not I should consider it. On one hand, I would throw them away to give Gun, peace of mind. But on the other, all of them were gifts given to me on my birthday, achievements and celebrations. I would even post the things on Instagram to show how grateful I was to the sender. And to throw them away is like to disregard the effort the people put in to getting the presents.
But at the end of the day, I still chose to give Gun some peace of mind. So I left it to him to do what he wants to do. ‘well, those things aren’t as important as him.’ I thought, “it was only a few things I think they won’t mind, I think. Go do what you have to do.”
“I’ll just make someone store them somewhere.”
Gun ran to me to give me a short hug, just like what he would always do before we separate. Weirdly enough, as someone who doesn’t like skinship, I somehow got used to this and now I’m kinda addicted to the feeling.
He ended our short hugging session before zooming to the garbafe bag then walked past me, I got a whiff of something rusty, ‘maybe that’s the weird smell he was talking about.’ I thought as i continued to arrange my stuff.
A/N: miraculously updated despite wifi problems :D
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