Gun Atthaphan: Kidnapper || OffGun

Chapter 05

T/N: Currently considering updating this together with "Married By Accident || TinCan", but then I realized that our school's 4th quarter's starting today so I decided that I'll first try to feel the vibes of our school works, checking whether I can balance translating 3 stories (2 Wattpad and 1 for Ms. Hana) or not then decide again.

Anyways, how's your day?
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The auditions to enter the soccer teams were always a great event in my life.

Tay, Singto and I played when we were kids, and now we used GMM Constructions to sponsor the team.

Tay was the coach, but he always managed to find something Singto and I could help him with in one way or another.

Krist and New have always designed the uniforms, while Arm and Jane provide snacks for games and practices.

As soon as Theo was big enough, he joined the league and became a big fan just like any of us.

Honestly, I didn't think it could be better.

I was wrong.

I saw Gun walk towards Tay with Alice riding on his back.

“Excuse me, big man.”

Tay turned around with his favorite cheese smile, “Yes, Mr. Atthaphan?”

“I'm new to this 'Sports Dad' stuff, but that kid just crashed into my son. Now, as his handsome dad clapped like crazy, is it okay if I tackle him to keep things close at hand?” He asked casually.

“Hell, yeah,” Tay replied.

Gun nodded, “Hold your niece for a second.”

Uh, oh.

I ran towards them to stop him, but Tay grabbed my shoulder.

“Dude, he's going to take on the painful James! If you make any move to stop him, I'm going to kick your ass.”

It wasn't that I believed Gun couldn't handle it, but I had this irrational need to protect him.

“You said a bad word,” Alice said.

“You owe her a dollar,” I told Tay.

He looked at me like I was crazy so I explained briefly to him.

“Blame Atthaphan, he gives them a dollar every time he misses one. Now, they expect it from everyone,” I shrugged.

“Well hell, Alice. Here it is, you have twenty for the whole day,” Tay replied, pulling the bill out of his pocket.

She kissed him on the cheek, “Thank you Uncle Tay.”

We both watched as Gun casually walk across the field.

James was on the side, cheering whenever his devil of a son slammed into one of the younger children.

He was even bad enough to laugh if one of the poor children cried and I felt myself smile with anticipation.

Suddenly, Gun ran towards him, crashing into the man with such force that they both hit the ground that only Gun got up.

“Cheer up to that, bitch.”

I'm sure I would have heard more applause if only everyone hadn't been in shock.

Well, everyone except for Tay.

“Yeah! That's what I'm talking about, baby!”

Some of the others intervened then, including me.