Lookism Gun x Reader: How The Mighty Fall In Love

Just Relax

Whatever, ignore it. You're acting like a drama queen, just chill.

Besides, you're going to get your revenge later.

Don't taint your image more than you already have, especially not because of her.

Let's see, what are we going to do when we get home? First I'll change, then I'll eat, after that, I'll start on my homework. After that, I can watch TV.

Good lord, is that really my schedule? How boring. I wish some exciting assassin shit would happen.

It's been to long since I've had a proper fight.

Training Gun when he thinks he's training me is pretty boring.

I'm restless.

I've been in the same place for far to long and it's way to calm.

I should be in Ukraine, helping to stop that son of a bitch.

(Um...this was written long before the war. Plato is the person in question...Putin, please don't come for me.)

What kind of assassin boss just sits on their ass and does nothing?

I don't want to fight Gun in training, I might just go too hard and hurt him.

I'd be much more comfortable fighting Jordan, he can actually take me.

Should I call him?

Jordan is always down for a good fight actually.

"Gun." I turned to look at him.

"Hmm?"

"I need you to drop me off somewhere."

"Where?"

"Jordan's house."

"Wait, you know where Jordan lives?!" Crystal asked and leaned forward in between the seats.

"Yes, but don't ask me where it is, I won't tell you...stalker."

"What, I'm not a stalker!"

"Then stop bothering him!"

"How the hell do you know? Hm? He hasn't said anything about me bothering him. He always smiled at me and starts a conversation."

"Cause that's just the kind of person he is." I snorted.

"YN..." Gun said in a warning tone.

"Oh, I forgot about you two, sorry. Want me to get out here?"

Look at Gun protecting his girlfriend...ugh, I never wanted to be Crystal more.

Ew, did I really just think that?

"What, no. Just calm down."

"I'm calm. Do I not look calm to you?"

"You're acting weird."

"I'm always weird, so what? You don't like me anymore? Let me out, I'll walk. You don't have to see me anymore."

"If you calm down and stop acting so dramatic, I'll buy you Starbucks."

"I-" I stopped myself.

Starbucks you say.... I do like Starbucks.

....

What if I start a fight with Crystal but I make it look like she started it?

My bracelet can make many noises that affects different people. Sofia has her headphones on, and Gun is a guy, so this can be used to my advantage...I can pick one that only affects Crystal.

No, I shouldn't.

I huffed through my nose and leaned back against the car door.

I need to keep my hand busy so I don't strangle someone.

Is there anything I can take apart and put back together?

"Oh, oh, oh! Pick me, I know!"

"YN, make her more realistic!"

No!

"Anyways! You can take PEOPLE apart and put them back together! How about that?!"

Sargent Death and I looked at each other in concern then looked back at Miss Grace.

"Do you mean mentally...or physically?"

"Yes!"

"No."

I sighed and I watched the two fight and argue.

I'm impatient. I'm impatient and I don't even know for what.

I put the window down and stuck my head out.

I think I'm going to throw up...