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Gun was looking down from the rooftop on the ground with worried eyes. The mattress below the building extension where they were supposed to film Sean's trust fall seemed unsafe to him.
"Papii, it's high." Gun spoked up as his voice trembled with worry.
"No need to be scared." Off smiled, wrapping his arms around Gun's slim waist.
"What if I don't catch you in time?" Gun leaned closer to Off's chest, seeking comfort from his warmth.
"What if you fall and get hurt?" He continued voicing out his concern.
"I won't. I know you will catch me." Off stated, burying his nose in Gun's fluffy hair.
"I trust you." He added while kissing the top of his head. And when the director shouted to get them in the position, Gun was calm enough to catch his Papii with no problem.