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OffGun+ April Drabbles: Spicy Edition

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The bell above the bakery door jingles.

“Sorry,” Off calls, already prepping the shop for the next morning. “We’re closed.”

“Can I come in anyway?”

Off turns to see a familiar witch, his dog at his heels. “Gun! I thought you left already.”

“I was hungry,” Gun says. He turns to glare at Bibi as the dog gives a little bark in protest. “Then you should’ve waited at home,” he tells her. “Off.”

Off is already taking out a few of Gun’s favorites that he’d saved, just in case. “What is it?”

“This is a rite of passage for witches,” he starts. “Into adulthood.”

Off nods. He knows that, he also knows that it means Gun might not stick around, that Gun had already planned to leave again. Seeing him now is a happy surprise.

“I was wondering if you could help me with another rite of passage,” Gun says, approaching the counter.

“Anything you need, Gun,” Off tells him with a smile, blushes when Gun smiles back.

“Can I stay with you tonight?”

Off blinks, thinks he must misunderstand. “Oh. You need a place to stay?”

Gun shakes his head. “No. I need you.”

“Okay,” Off says. “Anything, Gun.”