Chapter 5

                                    

                                          
Gun opens his eyes, realising he's not able to move his body.
                          
What? Am I paralysed?!
                          
His eyes dart around, fear gripping his heart when he spots another pair of arms encircling his waist.
                          
He turns around to be met with Off's sleeping face and that's enough to send his heart into overdrive.
                          
Calm down!
                          
He looks so beautiful, his handsome features resting peacefully.
                          
His hair looks so soft. 
                          
I wonder how it will feel if I knead through those locks?
                          
Just then Off decides to wake up and Gun is caught in the act.
                          
Shia.
                          
Off chuckles, smiling at him.
                          
"Good morning Gun."
                          
Damn, his morning voice is so raspy.
                          
"Good morning P."
                          
Off gets up slowly, so as to not push Gun off the couch in the process.
                          
They sit silently for a moment, collecting their thoughts.
                          
"Go and get freshened up Gun. I'll make us some breakfast." 
                          
Gun just nods and disappears into the bathroom.
                          
Off sighs shakily after Gun is nowhere to be seen.
                          
Was he staring at me in my sleep?
                          
An uninvited blush creeps on his cheeks and Off picks at them with his hands to make them disappear.
                          
Nirin walks into the room yawning, staring at her uncle like he was crazy.
                          
Well, he indeed was. Thanks to a certain someone.
                          
Off smiles sweetly at his niece.
                          
"Want some pancakes Nirin?"
                          
Soon after breakfast, Gun rushes back to his apartment as he was already getting late for his classes.
                          
Off sends him off, closing the door behind Gun.
                          
He sighs, feeling lonely without the younger.
                          
I can't wait to see him again.
                          
•
                          
That day for Gun was a repeated cycle of daydreaming and being scolded by his teachers.
                          
Ohm sighed, looking at the pathetic state of his friend "in love."
                          
Why were P and I acting so domestic today?
                          
And most importantly, why did I like it so much?
                          
Oiiiii!
                          
"Gun? Gun!"
                          
Gun snaps back to reality.
                          
Ohm is sitting beside him, putting his hands together and murmuring something.
                          
Gun becomes suspicious.
                          
"Oi Ohm, are you cursing me?!"
                          
Ohm places his hand on his chest, making a hurt expression.
                          
"How can I curse my best friend?! I was praying for you to get your P'Off soon!"
                          
Gun chuckles, slapping his best friend on his arm.
                          
"You're crazy."
                          
"I know, let's go home?" Ohm offers.