Gun and Goo with Reader: Manga Raws
G/N. Silly.
Gun has a headache. The type of throbbing that starts at the temples before spreading across his entire skull, his ears and jaw and neck, that would leave a weaker person debilitated.
Fortunately he is not weak. Unfortunately, he still needs to put up with you and Goo.
"Please?"
Goo takes one look at you, and mimics your expression, "Yeah, please?"
Gun peers, features not indicating any discomfort, impassively into yours and Goo's face. Both batting your eyelashes at him, mouth pulled down, bottom lip jutting out in a way some would describe as cute and pitiful.
He takes one drag of his cigarette then blows the smoke in your direction.
It has the desired effect.
Goo reels back, spluttering and waving the fumes away and pulling you back with him.
"Say something!" He stage-whispers into your ear.
"Like what?"
"Anything! I don't care. Do whatever. Get on your knees and beg or blow-"
"Stop if you don't want me to pluck out your tongue," You shove the blonde roughly, eyes narrowing at his words.
There's a huff of amusement behind you and you seize your opportunity.
"Gun," you coo, whirling round, "The manga raws are out, the translations are always shit and delayed. You're fluent in Japanese. Of course we were gonna ask you. It's gonna take five minutes, tops." Your reasoning falls on deaf ears, charming smile ignored, and Gun raises an eyebrow in your direction.
It's time for your trump card.
"I know you have a headache. You know that we won't stop being annoying until you help us. And we all know that that headache can get much much worse."
Goo nods enthusiastically in your peripheral vision.
Letting out a sigh of defeat, Gun begrudging caves, "Fine-"
"Oh!" You weren't sure it was going to work, "Thanks-"
"Except," Gun throws Goo a smirk, "You can't tell Goo what happens."
You give Goo a thumbs up behind your back at the same time as you grin and say, "Deal!"
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