Popsicle (Off/Gun)

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Off knew he shouldn't have let Tay and Arm inside his condo. They were his friends, yet these two were always too nosy. Like right now. Tay was roaming through his fridge trying to find something to eat with Arm right behind his back. 

"Look what I found," Tay screamed in delight, shoving Arm two popsicles. 

"Nice." Arm grinned, taking one package from Tay's hand. 

"Don't touch that." Off growled at his friends. 

"Too late." Arm smirked, knowing exactly why way Off angry. 

"Sorry, peng." Tay shrugged, licking already open popsicle. Off's brows furrowed even more if it was possible. 

"You too, get out!" He shouted, kicking them out of his house. He looked at his watch, sighing in despair, knowing it would be too late for him to go and get the new one. Off sit on the couch, thinking how to explain to Gun that his favourite popsicles were gone before he shows up at his doorstep. 

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