Lookism Gun x Reader: How The Mighty Fall In Love

Screw You!

My eyes widened in shock but I quickly realized what he was doing.

"You jerk! You liar! I almost believed you! You're an atheist! You don't believe in anything that has to do with the supernatural! You said ghost don't exist, demons are only real in humans and their nature! Don't lie like that!"

He chuckled and pulled me to my feet.

"Asshole, you scared me!" I jumped onto his back, wrapping my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist. "Hey, but who was that?"

"I already told you, it's some dead guy."

"Goo!"

"It's true. We need to take you to go get blessed right away."

I began to kick angrily out of frustration.

"Tell me, you stupid, pinhead!" I bit down on his hair and began to shake my head in protest.

"What else do you want me to say? I already told you the situation."

"Ugh, you're so annoying!" I huffed and let him carry me to the car.

"Duval Kim...Duval Kim... Goo, I'm hungry. I don't want to do my homework either, wanna do it for me?"

"I dropped out of school for a reason, I'm not doing your homework."

"Ugh, you don't love me." I huffed as he squeezed past a couple.

"What do you want to eat?"

"I don't know, uh... Something with meat."

"How about ribs?"

"Yay!" I cheered and pumped my good arm into the air. "Also, I think I'm going to throw up." I chirped.

"Why?"

"I don't know, I just feel sick."

"When was the last time you drank water?"

"This morning."

"I only saw you drink coffee this morning."

"What the fuck do you think I used to make it?"

"Get off."

"No no, it was a joke, I'm sorry, please love me." I tightened my grip and cuddled my face into his.

He chuckled and stepped over a few plants.

"Once you have an actual meal and drink some water, you'll feel better."

"You think so?"

"Yeah. Or else I'll take you to the doctor."

"No, I'm sure my stomach is just empty."

Gun unlocked the car and Goo opened the back, turning and dropping me into the seat.

"Thank you. Thank you." I chirped when Gun handed me my smoothie.

I moaned softly as Gun kiss me, trailing down my neck as he pushed me down onto the bed.

I let him have his fun with me, but my mind kept running around.

Who was that man?

Duval Kim?

YNKim's#1fan?

Who are they?

They're not the same person, the picture of the man's thigh was lighter than Duval's skin tone.

Although Mr. D was wearing pants, the man in the picture had a much thinner thigh.

But the picture...it has to be makeup...right?

No one would actually carve my name into their skin, right? That's some mental illness...

"What's wrong?" Gun whispered into my ear, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"What?" I asked, turning my attention back to him.

"What's wrong? You don't seem to be enjoying yourself as much today."

"No, no, I am. Keep going." I cupped his face, stroking his cheek softly with my thumb.

"I'm not going to continue if you're not having fun."

"I am, and you're having fun, so it's fine. Don't let me stop you."

"Again, I'm not going to do this if you're not okay. What's on your mind?"

"Nothing, baby, please, just-"

"No, something is bothering you, Princess. Talk to me."

I examined his face and then sighed.

"Goo just freaked for no reason. Who was that guy? Do you know him?"

"No, I've never met him before. Although, Goo works with some other people I don't, so he may be a business partner."

"What do you mean you don't know everyone he works with?"

"Goo is obsessed with making his own... I don't even know what to call it, but he has his own life."

"Oh..."

"What else is wrong?"

"What?"

"There's something else on your mind, isn't there?"

"No, not really."

"Are you tired?"

"Yeah, kinda."

"Let's take a nap then. He grabbed his shirt and handed it to me.

"We can keep going."

"No, you're tired. Maybe when we wake up." He kissed my cheek and hugged me before closing his eyes.