"Stop wriggling, Gun." The make-up artist scolded the young actor.
"Sorry." Gun apologized, trying to calm his zeal for the upcoming filming.
"I know you are excited, but I can't put on the make-up for you like this." The woman shook her head again.
"I know. I am sorry." The actor pouted.
"Are you causing problems, ter?" Off's voice interrupted them.
"No, Papii." Gun denied.
"He can't stay still." The staff complained, receiving another pout from the younger male. Off's warm laughter echoed through the room.
"Are you that excited?" He asked at the end. Gun nodded, avoiding eye contact with his partner. The taller man pulled him from the chair, sitting at his spot instead and settled him on his lap. Off's long arms circled his slim waist, securing him in one place. Gun leaned on his boyfriend's chest, sighing happily.
"You can continue. He won't move like this." Off winked at the staff. The woman shook her head again hopelessly when Gun giggled. These two love birds would be her end.
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OffGun June Collection of Drabbles 2023
Fanfiction✅ COMPLETED A collection of drabbles and short stories with OffGun and their various ships.
