Falling in love with an enemy (VP Fanfic)

chapter 2

What do you think you are doing? Pete questioned while holding his collar and bringing him close to his face.

I'm asking you he demanded.

Listen, Pete... it's just.. I've been...

No, why do you have to do this? Do you think I don't notice you? And Nop... What the fuck do you want from me? Why? Why me? His voice started getting low and emotional.

I'm sorry Pete, finally Vegas was able to say something. It's just that at first, I wanted to make sure you are okay and before I knew it. It became a routine... I'm sorry I didn't mean to make it worse.

But you do, Pete interrupted...why? Why me Vegas?

This time Vegas didn't have an answer. An apology is all he could reply to was like a broken cassette.

With all his pent-up emotions driven by being drunk Pete couldn't help but cry and all Vegas could do is just stand there and let him cry it out...

Vegas: You should go back inside, you are very drunk.

Pete:  And who are you to give me orders? Why I'm I even asking when that's what you know what to do... He said in a low voice but still, Vegas heard him...

Vegas: No, that's not what I meant, I just think you're drunk and you should rest.

Pete: Do you think I don't want to? It's all your fault, you are the reason I can't sleep at night.

Vegas: I know, and I'm so sorry. If there is a way I could go back and change everything I promise I would but for now just go back inside it's cold here, you will catch a cold...

Why do you care?

Pete seemed like he was disputing with his inner thoughts...he was angry but also it didn't entirely seem like it or maybe it was just that he was drunk.
Vegas decided to just let him be all this time Pete was still holding his collar... He would stagger a little here and there but was trying his best to stay strong...vegas couldn't help but hold to his waist to keep him balanced.

There was silence between them for a few minutes before Pete started talking to himself... What should I do? It's all so confusing? I don't know what I should feel... At this point, Vegas knew it was best if he didn't say anything because trying to reason with a drunk person was impossible. In between his mumbling he'd sometimes fall on Vegas' shoulder and wipe his tears on his shirt.
Vegas found this to be cute he'd never expected that all it needed was for Pete to have a few beers and he would be able to have the opportunity to take care of him.
One of Vegas' hands patted petes hair like a baby to calm him while the other stayed on his waist. He was hoping eventually Pete would calm down but what would happen next?
Occasionally Pete would wake up from the shoulder and say random things
Vegas? Please let me go
Vegas are you okay? There was blood everywhere probably referencing the day he hit Vegas to escape.

They stayed in this uniform position for almost an hour until Pete was asleep. Vegas tried to wake him up but Pete wasn't responsive and there was no way he could bring him back to his room or ride him somewhere.

After a few thoughts, he took out his phone and phoned Nop to bring his car.

Pete was about to turn and knocked his head the pain woke him up and before the surrounding would make sense He felt a familiar scent of the coat that covered him. It was vegas and he was inside his car and the one person he didn't want to see was next to him. So he wasn't dreaming, it's probably why it felt real because it was real... Yesterday's night memory came back to him in a flash he was so embarrassed he closed his eyes to fake sleeping. He would close his eyes until Vegas woke up.

Pete POV
I'm never drinking again...why I'm I so weak. Why did I go to him? Bastard Vegas why did you entertain me. You must have liked this enough Aaah. Just this once I will let you sleep because you probably haven't been sleeping well. Pete waited for what seemed like an eternity. He didn't have a watch and didn't bring his phone so he didn't know what the time was. He simply waited blindly.

Pete, heard Vegas calling him.
  Pete, wake up. Vegas touched him gently to wake him up.
Pete woke up and acted as if he had just come from a deep sleep and didn't know where he was or what had happened.

Are you okay?

Mmh he answered.

Do you have a hangover? You were pretty drunk yesterday. Do you need anything?

I'm hungry...Pete answered in a low voice. He doesn't know why he thought it out loud.

Vegas seemed ecstatic by his answer. He turned on the car and drove to the city.

Pete didn't say a word throughout even now seated opposite each other having hangover soup at this random restaurant. He thought to himself since when did Vegas start going to local shops but couldn't dare to ask him instead he stuffed himself with the soup and took a taxi home which Vegas ordered for him.

VEGAS
As soon as Vegas entered the house his Dad snorted disgustingly 'Where are you coming off with that stupid smile on your face, huh get ready we are leaving immediately... He said and left.

No matter what happens nobody was going to ruin his mood Vegas thought. This was the best progress he had in weeks and nothing will stop his celebrations.

He immediately went and got ready and joined his dad and Macau and headed to the major family for the monthly meeting. This was becoming a favourite for him since it was also another way he could see Pete. He couldn't wait.

Vegas was feeling bored during the meeting he couldn't wait to be done so he could have time to talk to Pete. He thought now that they had breakfast together he had more than enough reason to start up a conversation.

What are your thoughts? Kinn directed the question to Vegas. Are you even here?
Vegas looked at him indifferently and leaned back on his chair before he could even say a word his dad defended him saying he hasn't been sleeping well due to the investigation against the leaked information. Everyone agreed and moved on from it while Vegas was now about to get furious and his face had changed and that's when his eyes met with Pete and suddenly he felt at peace.

You go first I will come later. Vegas told Macau and his bodyguards.

Vegas went to the major family cafeteria trying to look for Pete until he spotted him seated with arm and pol. From the current happenings, all his confidence was up... He went and shamelessly joined them and before even saying a word by just the look of his eyes both arm and pol left the table.

It was too late for Pete to react.
How are you feeling now? Does your head still hurt he asked and subconsciously touched petes forehead. At least you don't have a fever, he added.

Pete was frozen for a second before whispering, what are you doing? Everyone is watching. And? What if they weren't? Vegas said in a flirty way. Which made Pete a bit furious. What was he playing at? Why was he suddenly back to his old self?
I'm okay, so you can go now Pete said while maintaining eye contact to show how serious he was. But how can I be sure you will be okay after I leave? Vegas said with a pouty face. What was this? What was wrong with this man? Pete couldn't believe what Vegas was doing and the eyes of all the bodyguards staring at them. Pete was the type of person who didn't like attention and Vegas knew this which means he was using it to get something?

What do you want Vegas? He tried not to shout!
You owe me one for taking care of you yesterday, look I was almost scolded today because I wasn't prepared for the meeting. Dad's going to get angry later...he said with a fake laugh afterwards.

Pete thought for a while and told him. Give me your phone? He went ahead and typed in his phone number ... Here you can call me to check up on me. You do need to follow me around and make your dad angry. Pete said and left immediately to avoid even more eyes on him.