TRIGGER

"can you shoot" I asked him taking off my uniform jacket and placed it on the couch .
" If I could, I would have shot that bad mouth of yours" he said. I entered the kitchen turned on the coffer maker after adding my coffee and milk and left it to brew
" Too bad someone else will shoot you before you can think of shooting me" I said then sat on the desk opposite the couch he sat on. My legs dangling.
" You're wishing me death" he said faking a hurt look.
I rolled my eyes before tossing him a paper
" As much as I want someone to shoot you, I value life so no I don't want you dead"
"Then?"he asked genuinely concerned
I sighed" look " I said clapsing my hands
" The war is getting tough and if all the people entering that field don't know how to use a gun then I doubt there won't be a death news"
He was silent for a while before he asked
" Can you teach me then?"
I was smiling, placing my hand on my jaw as if I was thinking
" If you act nice to me?"
"Aren't I already nice enough to you"
I shook my head" you have to be more nice"
He gave me a look " no nonsense"
" No nonsense" at least for now . Updating