OffGun November Collection of Drabbles 2023

Off was nervous. His hands trembled, and a cold sweat formed on his forehead. He intently watched Gun taking a spoon and dipping it in the bowl. His partner stirred the content of the dish, leaning closer, inhaling deeply. He let out an approving hum. A part of his nervousness disappeared, but he still couldn't relax. 

"It smells nice, Papii." Gum smiled at him. Off tried to return the smile, but it came out mostly like a grimace. 

Gun's spoon with soup appeared, and Off held his breath. His eyes fixed on the utensil as it slowly entered Gun's parted lips. The shorter's male eyes widened, and Off clenched his fists. He must have screwed up. He averted his gaze, feeling depressed. He couldn't even cook simple soup for his boyfriend. It was always Gun who made their food. Off felt guilty for loving his other half's cooking so much that he didn't even try to take over the kitchen occasionally. And now, when he tried, he fucked up. 

"It's amazing, Papii." Gun breathe out. Off quickly glanced back at him, seeing his boyfriend devouring the soup he made. 

"Are you sure?" Off asked. Gun nodded with his mouth stuffed. Off watched him as if he was an alien.

"More, please." Gun pointed at his empty bowl. Off absentmindedly filled it again.

"Thank you." Gun smiled before he continued eating. Off shooked his head, picked up his spoon and doubtfully took a bite from his creation. To his surprise, the soup was edible. It was not perfect like Gun's, but it was still eatable. He grinned happily. Now, he can cook instead of his boyfriend sometimes.