Stay here and lay here, Right in my arms

Gun Atthaphan has always been the cheery one. Always smiling and laughing at the most simplest things. Clinging at everyone and being his naturally cute self. Everyone got so used to seeing him all smiley and jolly, that everybody grew concerned at the instance that they didn't hear his laughter inside the building when they were full aware that he was there. And so everybody turned to the one that they know who can and might know what happened to the boy. Off Jumpol.

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Not done with my first story but let me just post this short one shot of OffGun bc 🥺🥺 why not. It's nothing really romantic or anything. I just typed whatever I was feeling and let the characters in my story feel them. Read at your own risk!