Aware that he fully looked like a creep, Gunner continued to stare from his spot on the couch as Bas entered the living room of the Lockwood party, ignorant to the commotion around him. There was something about Bas that Gunner simultaneously admired and also despised, something he was more than less in denial about - he’d never live it down if he allowed himself to come to terms with it. Stiffening when Bas glanced in his direction, Gunner’s hand tightened around his drink when they made eye contact, aware he’d been caught in the act, “What’re you staring at?” he blurted immediately, defenses at an all time high. @bastianlis
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