World Outside (On Hiatus)

The therapist

The whole "kissing" incident with Off still lingered in my head even after two days. My cheeks flushed red every time that man looked at me. But he didn't seem affected by his action. That made me annoyed for some unknown reason. We were currently sitting in the kitchen and eating the breakfast I prepared.

"Gun, don't forget that you have therapy today." New reminded me.

"I know." I nodded.

"I am sorry, I can't take you there." New pouted.

"No worries Newii." I smiled at him. "You need to take care of different things, before me."

"Hey don't talk like this about yourself. You know I don't like it." He scolded me. I shook my head in annoyance and continue eating.

"Arm will pick you up at nine." He added. "Do you have everything ready?"

"I know, mum. And yes I have." I snickered.

" Who's Arm?" Asked Off who was silently eating until now.

"Arm is our friend and Gun's therapist." New gladly answered. Off looked at me for confirmation. I stared at him for a minute pondering why does he even need to know that. I find myself nodding nevertheless. 

"Why will he pick you up? I can take you." Off continued with visible irritation in the voice.
"Because he always does, when New can't," I noted obvious. Off didn't seem satisfied with it.
"Don't you have a job to go to?" I was curious. He was home most of the time. Occasionally he vents out with his equipment, and after a few hours, he came back. 
"Don't have to be in the office for taking photos." he snickered back. 

 I was about to replay something not so nice to him when New interfered.
"You don't have to, Off. Arm will take good care of him. He always does."
Offs face frowned in distaste, after News statement. He was thinking for a while before he spoke again.
"I am going too. At last, I can take him home after his therapy session and you," he pointed finger at New "can take your time for whatever you need to do."  His word was strict as his expression. I figured out that there is no point in to argue with him. I let out a dejected sigh. 

"Fine, pack your swimwear than." I puffed my cheeks. My appetite disappeared at once, so I made a fast exit to my room. Arm will arrive in an hour anyway. 

"Swimwear?" I heard Off's voice before I completely entered the hallway. My head was full of thoughts once again. The way Off was looking at me, his weird questions, the tone of his voice. This all was bugging me. Why does he even need to act like this?  

"Asshole," I muttered to myself. I looked around my room. It was pretty messy, clothes were lying scattered on the floor since my morning rummaging through the closet. I let out the sigh. This needs to be clean up before New do it again. I began to collect everything from the ground, placing it on the bed. With a little frown, I started to fold it one by one. The soft knock on the door ripped me out of my routine. 

"Cutie, can I come inside?" Off's calm voice echoed through the room. I hesitated. What does he want? Maybe he will kiss me for real this time? My cheeks flushed bright red with that unexpected thought. Where did this come from anyway? I pet my cheeks to get myself focus again. 

"Yes." the door open and Off entered. He was wearing a black t-shirt and blue ripped jeans. His hair perfectly styled like always. I stared at his appearance. This man doesn't have to dress to impress. 

"Done ogling at me?" He smirked.

"I didn't ogle." I cleared my throat and went back to fold my clothes. I didn't even realize that I was staring at him for that long.