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Lookism: Rendezvous 🔞 (Ch. III) || Gun Park x Fem! Reader ♡

Author’s Note: Hi everyone, and thank you for the eager responses to Rendezvous! I hope you’ll continue to look forward to the upcoming chapters. If you don’t know, I just made a Masterlist and I pinned it on my page. You can check it out any time you’d like, and I hope this makes things easier. Enjoy!

NSFW Warning: Violence and strong language/cursing.

Story Summary: You traveled abroad to help support your mother who is sick, back home in Japan. However, once you reached Korea, everything went downhill until you met a stranger who offered you a deal that could benefit you. But who knew that this special encounter would turn your whole life around…

After you cried in your room for the majority of the day, you went to the bathroom to wash your face. While washing up, you caught a glimpse of your reflection and saw a purple bruise on your neck, in which you realized that the bruise was actually the mark that Gun gave you.

Damn, that bastard.

You sighed as you walked back out of the bathroom and crashed onto the bed. You turned on your phone to see if you had any important messages but surprisingly, there was nothing. Not even the nurse who was in charge of taking care of your mom left a message.

Afterwards, you checked the time on your phone and it was actually time for dinner. Right away, you dreaded at the thought of seeing him after what had happened just a few hours ago.

Reluctantly, you walked out of your room and headed downstairs anticipating the uncomfortable and awkward dinner. However, when you arrived at the dining area, you saw that the food was already prepared on a plate. This time, it was steak with small potatoes and green beans which was neatly covered by plastic wrap. You saw a note that was left on top of it, so you took it and read it aloud.

“Don’t wait for me. I have urgent business to take care of. If the food is cold, just heat it in the microwave.”

You glared at the note then crumpled it in your hand while tossing it aside afterwards.

Unbelievable. Not even a sorry? And where could he have gone off to at this time?

Little did you know, Gun was actually sitting in a bar somewhere in the city of Seoul. He decided to stay there for a while since he didn’t know what to do after what just happened between the two of you.

He was lost in thought, as he decided to smoke his problems away. The bar tender saw that he was alone so he approached him and asked, “What would you like to have sir?” Gun let out an agitated sigh from his cigarette. “I’ll have a whiskey on the rocks.” The bar tender got a cocktail glass ready for him and scooped a big ball of ice into his glass, landing with a nice clink. “What kind of whiskey would you like to pair it with, sir?” He took out his cigarette from his mouth as he tapped his finger anxiously on the counter. “Give me the most expensive one you have.” The bar tender nodded as he poured the Macallan Valerio Adami 1926 into his glass then handed it to him. Right when Gun received the glass from the bar tender, he gulped down a few heavy sips of it right away as the whiskey burned into the back of his throat.

“I knew I’d find you here.”

Gun turned his head to his left to see Goo take a seat right next to him. He blatantly ignored Goo who just sat down, while the bar tender asked for his order. “I’ll get whatever he’s having.” While waiting for his drink, he leaned his head onto his arm while staring at Gun with a foxy smile.

Gun took a sip from his whiskey, feeling Goo’s gaze on him.

“What is it?”

“Oh nothing, I just knew that you’d be here at some point. By the way, how’s (Y/N)?”

“She’s at my place right now.”

Goo scoffed. “And? You said that you’d turn her into a strong fighter. How’s that going?”

Gun took a puff out of his cigarette once more then sighed deeply. “Fine.”

Goo chuckled. “Doesn’t look ‘fine’ to me. Just by looking at you, you don’t look ‘fine’ either.”

The long silence in between their conversation says it all, as Gun continued to sip from his whiskey glass.

“So what happened? I’m guessing you already pulled a wrong move, which is so unlike you. I get that you’ve managed to sleep with other women to get what you want, but I didn’t take you for a romantic Gun.”

“Shut up.”

Goo’s teasing seemed to have fueled Gun’s frustration even more, which amused Goo. All this time, he’s mostly seen Gun so expressionless but ever since Gun took you in, he seemed to have changed a little. Even if it had been for a day, there was already progress to his change in character.

“Here’s your drink sir.” The bar tender handed Goo’s drink to him. Goo’s eyes lit up as he finally got to take a sip from his drink.

“I already got the impression that she won’t be easy to take in. After all, she is a woman. You learned how to not get attached to women from that stone cold heart of yours, but someday, I’m afraid that she might be your downfall.”

“So what are you trying to say?”

“I’m saying that whatever you did, fix it before it’s too late. Do whatever you usually do, and don’t screw this up. Whatever this is, it’s only just the beginning. If you knew that she’s different from the other women who you seduced, then treat her differently. Don’t be an ass, and do it right.”

Gun smirked before downing the rest of his whiskey. He wiped the excess whiskey from his lips as he got up from his seat.

“You know, that was actually the first smartest thing that I’ve heard come out of that idiotic mouth of yours.”

Goo sneered back. “Whatever man-whore, just leave already while I’m in a good mood. The only reason why I’m giving you advice is so that I’ll be able to beat you in the end, and not some woman.”

With that, Gun left a generous stack of cash for his drink before leaving the bar. He put on his helmet before riding off into the night on his motorcycle, making his way back home. The reason why he decided to use his motorcycle for the night was so he’d be able to leave the house as quickly as possible. However, now he thought of how much of a coward he was being. Leaving you there at home all by yourself just because of some argument.

When he reached the doorsteps of his home, it was already near midnight. He wanted to morally fix the problem that he started by apologizing to you face-to-face. As he made his way inside, he went straight for the dining area to check to see if you ate the food that he made for you. When he got there, it was like he felt a pit in his stomach. The food remained untouched while the note that he wrote for you was crumpled up and was on the floor.

Gun turned around in a flash, making his way up the stairs. When he reached the top of the stairs, he stopped right in front of your door. His hand hovered in front of the door for only a second until he decided to knock a few times.

“(Y/N), I’m here. Open the door, we need to talk.”

There was no response. He knocked on it a few times again, repeating the same words. His mind was running anxiously as the words, “You fucked up.” repeated over and over again. He was contemplating whether or not he should open the door himself, since the door to your room didn’t even have a lock on it. However, he decided not to overstep your boundaries anymore after what happened today.

Gun retreated back to his room and laid down on his bed, exhausted. He stared up at the ceiling as he let his mind run wild of ideas on how to properly apologize to you, which made him scoff. He thought it was really bizarre how you made him run around anxiously, which started from something that he shouldn’t even be bothered about.

“How dare she do this to me? I can’t believe my strong resolve has been broken by a woman I just met. How the hell did I change so fast in such a short amount of time? She’s been staying here for only a day and she caused so many changes here. How unbelievable. And that slap…”

Gun touched the spot where you hit him right on his cheek. The thought of that light stinging sensation made him chuckle in delight.

“I wonder if I had toyed with her for a little longer, would she hate me enough to want to become stronger? To destroy me? Hm… I shouldn’t be thinking this way or else she might end up going towards the wrong direction. I need to keep her on my side or else the plan wouldn’t work. It’ll all come to place in due time. Right now, I need to worry about coming up with an idea on how to properly apologize.”

It took him a while to brainstorm and he couldn’t quite think of anything original than having to go out and buy you chocolates or flowers since money is out of the question. However, he didn’t realize that all that brainstorming took him all night. When he grabbed his phone to check what time it was before he decided to sleep, he saw that it was already five in the morning which was time for him to get up and make breakfast for the two of you. This man didn’t even get to sleep because of you and that annoyed him greatly.

Your alarm went off again at six in the morning, which became a daily sign that you survived another day. Your morning consisted of the usual routine. You went to the bathroom to wash your face, to brush your teeth, and use the toilet. Afterwards, you got dressed then tied your hair. You looked at your phone, and saw that it was right on the dot once again.

“Alright. I better head downstairs now or else I might get an earful from him again.”

You reached for the door handle and right when you opened it, you saw Gun standing there in front of your door.

“(Y/N), I need to talk to you about what happened yesterd-“

Without thinking, you slammed the door right in front of his face.

Shit, I can’t do this.

Last night before you went to bed early, you told yourself that you wouldn’t let whatever happened between the two of you to bother you. You already signed the contract anyways, so you couldn’t change what already happened. And so, you decided to just pretend that nothing happened and continue to act normally. It’ll do the two of you good if that happened.

You heard Gun knock a few times on the other side of the door. “Hey (Y/N), open the door. Let’s talk out here for a minute!”

You took a deep breath before opening the door again. And as you opened it, Gun continued his speech that he just came up with midway up the stairs.

“Alright, now that you’re in front of m-“

You speed-walked past him and went down the stairs. He was a bit taken aback as he had to chase after you while going down the stairs.

“Hey, just stop for a second! You know that you can’t keep this up forever!”

As you reached the bottom of the stairs, you continued onward towards the dining room still maintaining the quick pace of your feet. If someone was there to watch Gun chase you down the stairs, they wouldn’t have believed their eyes at what a sight that was. Ridiculously, it was like two children playing tag. To Gun, the situation that was happening to him at that very moment was almost laughable that it pains him to succumb to you just to offer an apology. It really did make him forget why he was doing all of this and what for?

The great Jong Gun Park, who was raised by the almighty Tom Lee then became one of the 10 Geniuses adopted by Chairman Choi, had now become your babysitter. In his head, he even admitted that Eli Jang’s child, Yenna, was much more matured than you. A guy who is a part of the 1.5 generation had to currently throw all his pride away just for you. Even when he took in the position of being Crystal Choi’s bodyguard, he accepted it entirely. But right now? He really wished that he could turn back time and undo what he did so that he wouldn’t have to go through this.

Gun gritted his teeth in frustration, as he sprinted towards your direction. “Screw the speech…”

You finally made it to the dining room and was about to sit down until he grabbed onto your wrist then pulled you towards him. He grabbed onto your shoulders and held onto you tightly so you wouldn’t escape. You looked down at your feet, while trying to escape his grasp.

“Come on Gun, let’s eat already. I’m starving!” You said while awkwardly focusing on your feet.

“(Y/N), look at me.”

Gun grabbed onto your chin and held it up, directing your eyes onto his. His gaze was so intense that it was enough for you to turn your legs into jelly.

“I want to apologize properly to you. What I said yesterday was wrong and out of line. That also goes for what I physically did to you too. What I did was very unprofessional and for that, I’m sorry. I’m sorry for hurting you too and for causing such an unnecessary scene. It was very unlike me to do that. And you’re right, I don’t know you so I didn’t have the right to misjudge you like that. I don’t expect you to forgive me because I don’t deserve it. I admit, I’m a really bad man…”

You couldn’t believe what you were hearing. You didn’t think that an apology from such a man would be possible. Who knew that the usual stone cold eyes that he always had towards you, would become softer than usual? His apology seemed sincere enough for him to admit his own mistakes and for that, you took one of his hand into yours then said…

“I forgive you.”

Gun’s eyes widened in response to your forgiveness. He was already waiting for the consequences and thought that you’d ask him to break the deal right away, and then leave immediately. For some reason, he felt relieved that you have forgiven him. However, it wasn’t because of the deal not breaking. It was something else, but he couldn’t quite pinpoint the actual reason for it. It remained a mystery to him.

“I forgive you for apologizing properly, so I’ll let this one slide.” You let go of his hand while smiling up at him. “However, I might not be so forgiving if you pull something like that again.”

“Alright, noted.”

Finally, you took your seat at the table while Gun does the same on his end. There were plate covers on both of your plates. Curiously, you took yours off which revealed a plate full of pancakes with a drizzle of syrup on it. Berries were plated on the side of them with a side of whipped cream as if they were there to add a bit of decor. This time, you noticed that he put a bit of effort into the breakfast that he made due to the beautiful presentation and it made you feel touched.

“Pancakes? Wow Gun, I didn’t take you to be excellent wife-material.”

“Just shut up and eat.”

His face remained expressionless as he dug into his own creation. You giggled, while taking a bite out of yours too. You didn’t want to pry him any further with the teasing, since you didn’t want to expose him into any more embarrassment than he already had that morning.

While eating, you realized that you still didn’t know much about this man who’s having breakfast right across from you. You wanted to get to know him more, so you decided to ask him some questions.

“I’ve been meaning to ask you. How come you live on your own like this? I mean, I assume that rich people have maids or butlers. How come you don’t have anyone to help you out around the house?”

“It’s because I don’t need others to take care of my belongings for me.”

“Hm… really? Is that all?”

Gun took a sip from a glass of water he had near him without saying anything else. Your eyes squinted directly at him, knowing that he wasn’t telling you the whole truth.

“Alright… next question. Since you’re training me to become your number one Power Ranger, who am I really up against? You only mentioned that there are four great powers in Korea and I have no idea who they are.”

You watched as he silently sliced a piece of his pancake then ate it. “Actually, they’re gangs. Right now, they dominate four main parts of South Korea. Their territories are separated by the Han River. From there, there’s a different crew that lies in the North, South, East, and West of the country. In the North is God Dog. They reside in Gangbuk. Originally, their name was K-House which ran by a guy named Jin Jang but was defeated by a kid named Johan Seong. Johan, however, lost his title as leader because of his poor leadership. In the South is the Workers crew. The way they operate is more matured and sophisticated compared to the other crews, building on the idea of ‘money is power’ with their corporate ideals. Do you remember that building that I dropped Goo off at?”

“Yeah, what was it called again? One… MCN?”

“Yes, that building in Gangnam is where the Workers hold one of their main branches. On the outside, they are a popular streaming business that are in charge of famous content creators in today’s society. But on the inside, it’s much more than that.”

“Woah, really? Wait a minute. You mentioned that they’re all gangs? Then they must be doing some shady things behind the scenes then.”

“Well yes, you could say that.”

In all honesty, you started to gain interest in the four big crews while Gun was explaining each of them. While listening intently, you stuffed your mouth full of berries and started munching on them silently.

“Now, the East of the Han River in Gangdong is where the territory of a crew called Hostel is at. This crew takes in minors without homes, in which they believe to be ‘one big family’. Another kid named Eli Jang, was the main founder of Hostel. He is a capable leader at best, until he disappeared since he now has a daughter named Yenna. One of his friends, Olly Wang, became leader of Hostel and ran it in his absence. However, due to unfortunate circumstances, he no longer holds the position as leader and now Eli Jang became leader again.”

Your curiosity peaked as you asked, “Why? What happened to Olly Wang?”

Gun gave you a mean scowl, indicating that you just asked something that was not meant to be asked.

Geez (Y/N), why do you have to be so slow?

You cleared your throat, as you directed the conversation back on track.

“A-anyways… What about the last crew?”

After Gun finished his plate clean, he wiped the sides of his mouth with a napkin before delivering the next piece of information about the crews.

“The last crew lies West of the Han in Gangseo. They called themselves Big Deal. The origin of how the gang was formed remains a mystery, but a guy named Sinu Han became their leader at one point. He changed the crew’s ideals just for the sake of protecting a street that he grew up in. Although, their crew did have some major history. When Sinu Han was leader, he recruited two kids who were at some point, strong and important. One of the kids who he took in was Gapryong Kim’s son, Jake Kim. He’s a son of a very infamous gangster back in the day, as his father was known to have dominated the 0 generation of gangsters. Jake Kim eventually took over as leader after he released Sinu Han from his position as leader because he heard that Big Deal was being sold to the Workers at that time. That moron didn’t understand what was going on in the shadows, in which Sinu actually sacrificed himself by selling himself to become a part of the Workers. But Jake remained loyal to Big Deal and to Sinu Han, I’ll give him that. However, his foolishness landed himself in prison…”

While Gun was talking, you observed how much he was frowning while talking about this Jake guy. You wondered if they both had history together.

“How did he land himself behind bars?”

Gun crossed his arms as he grimaced. “It’s because he’s a fool. If he would have done what he was told-“

“Wait, don’t tell me YOU were involved in his arrest?!”

Gun let out an aggravated sigh. “No, I wasn’t. It was his own mistake that landed him in jail.”

“But how-“

“Moving on. Eventually, Jake Kim successfully brought back Sinu Han from one of the main branches of the Workers and that’s that. The second kid that Sinu Han took in was also capable too. The kid’s name was Samuel Seo. When he was a middle schooler, he managed to control high schoolers who had power. I admit, that was impressive of him. However, compared to Jake Kim, Samuel Seo was much fiercer than him and that kid played dirtier. But when Big Deal started to fall apart, he left Big Deal to start his own gang.”

“Huh? Why did he leave?”

“I realized that he really had an obvious inferiority complex. It was all because Jake was the main character. He should’ve known that from the very start. If he kept holding onto that inferiority complex of his, he’ll never be a strong leader like Jake Kim.”

“Hey, that’s a bit harsh.”

“I’m just stating the facts. That stupid motherfucker…”

Gun looked down at his empty plate then took another sip from his glass of water as if he had a really big migraine. You noticed how the talk of the four big crews must’ve brought back unpleasant memories.

“So… what happened to Samuel?”

“He became part of the Workers crew but we’ll see how long that’ll last. Knowing him…”

Gun suddenly got out of his seat then took his own plate to put it in the dishwasher. You followed him, as you took your finished plate then put it in the dishwasher after him.

I guess I’ll get to ask him more questions later. Hold on… when was there a dishwasher?

“Hey, why didn’t you tell me that you have a dishwasher all this time?”

“It’s because I thought you’d be able to quickly wash a single bowl, but I guess not. The dishwasher might be even quicker than you so just put it in there next time. Now come on. We need to begin training.”

You glared at him as he walked in front of you into the backyard, where training began.

And he’s never going to let go of that stupid bowl.

Training with Gun was starting to improve your skills even more. This time, he wanted you to focus on your kicks. While instructing you on how to kick properly, you watched him kick the side of a tree trunk over and over again. Switching from right to left, and left to right, your eyes remained focused. You watched him shift his body while he kicks, turning his torso at a certain angle which helped improve his powerful kicks while utilizing his weight as key. The way he motioned his leg was like a straight arrow, aiming at his target effortlessly with skill.

Now it was your turn to practice. Instead of using the Makiwara, he told you to come at him with multiple kicks while he dodges and blocks you. He demanded you to come at him as if he was your enemy, with a combination of those punches that you learned from him yesterday. Or better yet, pretend that he was one of those thugs that you faced off with from that bar a few days ago.

Oh, it would be my pleasure. Time to get him back for that bowl.

The two of you stood a few feet away from each other then readied your fighting positions. Gun told you that he’d count down from three and once he hits one, it’s time to attack with everything you’ve got.

During that moment, you prepared yourself.

“Three.”

You cracked your knuckles in the process of the countdown.

“Two.”

You stretched your legs and arms nonchalantly while waiting for that last second.

“One.”

With a step of speed, your movements was like a cheetah going after its prey. You dashed towards him so fast that it only took him a second to block your incoming attacks. You aimed a kick to his head, but then he dodged him. However, your kick was enough for him to skid a few feet away from you.

“Is that the best you got?”

You gritted your teeth in annoyance.

“Don’t look down on me just yet…”

You ran towards him once more with your fist out, ready to strike. Gun starts to notice an obvious pattern from your movements. The problem with your attacks was that they were easy to read. Even though you managed to copy the moves he taught you from the basics, you still needed to apply it with stealth so that your opponent wouldn’t be able to read your next move. However, that wasn’t the case when you fought with an actual thug in that alleyway. So why were you not fighting like that time?

Your blows were blocked by Gun’s arms as you continuously threw your punches head on. You were frustrated at yourself since you couldn’t manage to even break his balance or watch him fall. Gun could see the same frustration that he had on your face as well, which made him realize why you weren’t giving it your all. It was because you had a soft mindset. Originally, you weren’t a fighter so you didn’t have that competitive mindset yet. You only felt the feeling of having to survive under certain conditions in order to bring that fighting spirit out of you. As a result, he thought of a plan to get you to attack him more seriously.

“What are you doing?! You’re not trying hard enough! I can even read your movements!”

Sweat started to trickle down the sides of your head due to the over exertion of body movement and the heat under the sun. You felt yourself getting tired, but you thought to yourself that you couldn’t back down just yet. Not until he isn’t standing anymore.

I need to find a way to attack when he least expects it, but how…?

You stood there for a few seconds still trying to catch your breath until your eyes lit up with a new kind of determination.

Yes, that should work. Here goes nothing…

Gun was waiting for you to move as he stood there, staring at you intently. He noticed the new look in your eyes, as he eagerly prepared himself for what’s about to come. “This should be good.” He mumbled to himself while readying his fighting position.

With a new burst of energy, you dashed towards him one last time. You finally came up with a strategy that might carry you to success.

Don’t think. Just fight.

Gun’s eyes were on yours, watching them to see where you’ll be attacking him next. Once again, you came for him with your fist raised, prepared to jab him. When he saw your eyes shift to your left, he smirked already anticipating what was going to happen. He reacted as he shifted his body more towards your left to block your attack.

“Too slo-“

In actuality, you didn’t go that way. You ran past him in the opposite direction, attacking him from behind with a straight backwards kick to his back. However, even when he was caught off guard for a second, he matched your speed by turning his body around to his right then blocked your back kick with both of his arms crossed in an “X” formation in front of him. The powerful impact on his arms sent him flying a bit until he regained his posture when he landed cleanly back onto the ground.

You turned around quickly while you tried to regain your balance after the attempt to kick him. When you saw that he was caught off guard and that you successfully ruined his balance for only a second, you smiled in satisfaction.

Finally, I did it.

The unfamiliar feeling of your heart racing, from fighting became exhilarating to you. You realized that it was like a new high to you. You wondered if this was what thugs felt when they fight with each other. Was it the sense of adrenaline coursing through your body?

“Well done. I’m surprised by how much you’ve exponentially improved in such a short amount of time.”

Gun walked towards you and gave a genuine smile of satisfaction. He is now rest assured that training you have produced signs of progress.

You’ve never seen that side of him before. Seeing him smile actually made you blush a bit. Who knew that he could be so attractive when he smiles like that? Almost warm. You’ve always seen him being a douche or as a strict grumpy old man. But this? You wished you had a camera in your hands right about now so that you could take a picture of that perfect smile and then frame it. After all, you don’t know if you’ll be able to see it again in the future.

“Alright. Now do fifty punches and fifty kicks. Do them properly this time.”

Well that didn’t last long.

While having lunch with Gun, this time it was him that started the conversation.

“I forgot to mention the monthly payment that you’ll be receiving. By the end of each month, you’ll be receiving money from me. However, I’d like to confirm the amount again. You said seventy thousand yen, right?”

While eating a piece of the chicken breast on your plate, you replied with a hesitant tone.

“Yeah…?”

“Alright, that can be arranged.”

“Okay…”

Awkward silence once again filled the room.

“You know, you’re not really good at starting conversations.”

Gun frowned while eating his food. “What is there to even talk about? I don’t know what women are into nowadays. Other than makeup, ridiculous dramas, new clothing, accessories, and shoes, I really don’t know.”

“Dude, really? That’s all you think women are into? You must be joking.”

“I wouldn’t know because I’m obviously a man.”

“Okay, so what are your interests?”

“Hm… Money, power, expensive things, designer clothing, luxury vehicles, martial arts, and strong fighters.”

“Ah yes, how very ‘alpha male’ of you. Apparently, you forgot cooking.”

“I only cook to live and it’s not really in my best interests. What about you? Judging from your tone about what I think of women’s interests, that isn’t what you’re into?”

“Well, no. I’m not materialistic like you. I like music, art, books, food, games, nature, and just being with the people I care about is enough for me to be happy.”

“I see. Then, why did you come here to South Korea if you’re not into money?”

“It’s for my mom. Actually, she’s sick…”

Gun looked up from his plate as he noticed a hint of sadness in your eyes while you were staring off into space. You were in a daze from remembering all of the hardships you went through. Your mom’s hospitalization. Being mistreated by classmates. Working all those part-time jobs trying to earn a living. He somewhat regretted bringing up your financial problem again so he offered his apologies. It was the only right thing he could possibly think of to try and dismiss the tension in the room.

“I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have pried again into your personal issues.”

Your eyes shifted to him as you apologetically shook your head.

“Oh no, I should be the one who’s sorry. I must’ve made you uncomfortable from the sad atmosphere.”

“Not at all.”

Gun suddenly got up from his seat, putting his used dish into the dishwasher.

“I’ll be leaving right now. I have some important matters to take care of.”

“Oh, okay. When will you be back?”

“I’m not sure when I’ll be back, so don’t wait for me. When it’s time to eat, just heat up something that’s already been prepared in the fridge.”

“Okay, will do.”

You followed him out to the front door then waved him goodbye. He nodded at you, confirming that he’ll be taking his leave before shutting the door behind him. Since Gun had left, you weren’t sure of what to do so you decided to just sit around in the lounge area and watch TV which lasted for a while. You were intrigued by the different shows they had in Korea as you watched hours of reality shows and Korean dramas.

“So this is what he was talking about. Man, this is bad. I might get addicted to these.”

Your eyes turned to a nearby clock right above the flat screen TV, realizing that it was already dinner time.

“I hope he doesn’t mind if I eat while watching at the same time.”

You did as he had informed you by heating up the food in the microwave, then came back to the couch to watch your addictive dramas. Your eyes were so hooked to the TV, that you forgot to put your dish in the dishwasher after you ate as you naturally drifted off to sleep.

Gun came back at around midnight once again, feeling annoyed and exhausted by Goo’s presence all night. He had to accompany Goo to take care of some unimportant crew-related business. However, while he was out, all Goo ever brought up was you. He was curious about how your progress was going and what you and Gun have been doing while you were staying at his house. Just the constant teasing from Goo made the bashing of crew members’ heads much easier. Before Gun had to part ways from Goo, Goo waved him goodbye while saying, “Tell (Y/N) I said hi, and that we should get coffee sometime soon!” This made Gun even more irritated. He didn’t even turn around to look at him as he replied back with, “Just shut the fuck up, and piss off already.”

When he entered his house, he was surprised to see you sitting on the couch while the TV was on. He could only see the back of your head from where he was standing and he saw that you didn’t even put your dish in the dishwasher like he told you to.

“Oh great. Another one that I have to deal with.”

Suddenly, he walked towards you heated, ready to give you a piece of his mind.

“Hey, (Y/N)! What did I tell you-”

Your eyes were closed, sleeping peacefully on the couch. When he saw that you were in deep slumber, he sighed while turning off the TV. He grabbed your plate then put it in the dishwasher for you. After that, he came back to you then tried shaking you awake but you wouldn’t budge. You were a heavy sleeper.

With that, Gun decided to pick you up bridal-style and carry your unconscious self out from the couch then up the stairs towards your room. While carrying you, he snuck a few glances at your relaxed state. Your delicate face, your long eyelashes, your slender nose, and those plump lips of yours was all too irresistible to not look at. He even spotted the mark that he gave you from that one time which made him feel unusual that he had to compose himself even while you were sleeping.

When he got to your room, he set you down gently onto your bed then slowly pulled the covers over your body. He kneeled over your bed to fix your hair by gently brushing the strands of hair away from your face while watching you sleep so peacefully.

“You are such a handful, making me carry you into your room while I’m the one who should be in bed by now. How can I even handle a woman like you?”

His eyes focused on your facial features until they went south, down to where that hickey was on your neck. He traced his finger lightly on the mark that he made on your delicate skin. Suddenly, he drew his hand back away from you in alarm then immediately stood up.

“What the hell am I doing? Have I gone crazy?”

Gun then walked towards the door to turn the door knob. He took one last glance at you sleeping before silently closing the door behind him.

[End of Ch. III]

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