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Papii smiles more than before. His laughter is infectious and Gun bites down on his own smile that threatens to break through. Papii’s grin reaches his eyes, crinkling up his entire face. Gun thinks he looks silly and maybe just a little bit cute, so he darts behind the taller one. Hiding is the only way he can cope. The only way he can prevent the urge to fling himself at Papii.
But with a flourish, Papii has yanked Gun out from him. The movement is so sudden, Gun is about to fall over. But those strong arms wrap around his smaller waist, pulling him close. “I’ve got you,” he giggles, before planting a soft kiss to the top of Gun’s head.
Gun leans back, his eyes searching the older one. Before Gun can stop himself, he’s asking the one question that’s been on his mind. “For how long?”
Papii’s eyes widen, taken aback. “For however long nong Gun will have me.”
Gun buries his head into Papii’s chest. “Forever then,” he says.
“Forever,” Papii murmurs back.