VEGASPETE HOUSEHOLD: The Series

Caught you red handed.

One

It's Vegas first day back home. The house looks different, empty and quiet, but brighter. In the time he was at the hospital, Pete had taken the liberty to slowly work on the old mansion. The windows are open with soft breeze accompanying the dizzying Bangkok heat. The long banquet table at the courtyard had been removed. Probably to avoid any memories it may carry. In its place, a bed of carefully manicured grass. "Fake, maybe?" Vegas thought to himself. He walks over and crouches down to touch it. To his surprise, they're real.

"Do you like it?" Pete's voice calls out to him from the door, "I just feel like the courtyard could use more life than it already has. Maintaining it will be a bit tough though, but that's why you're here, isn't it?" He smirks as he walks towards Vegas. He brings his face closer and leans in, before dropping down to the floor sitting cross legged, with a smirk that gets bigger.

Needless to say, Vegas scoffs at his playfulness and drops down to sit in front of him. Grabbing Pete's face with both his hands, he starts planting soft kisses on his cheeks. "Sure, I can be your gardener, but I need to be paid fairly."

"Oh, is this a job interview or something? Sure Vegas, name me your fee." Pete plays along.

Vegas' hands have now travelled to unbutton Pete's dress shirt, "well, first of all, I need an advance payment. In the form of you being under me, here."

Pete swats his hands, "stop it. People will see us! You can have your advance payment inside!"

"Who are you wary of? There's no bodyguard around anymore, we don't even have any housekeepers with us. Let's just.." he pushes Pete down before he finishes his sentence and starts straddling him.

Pete rolls his eyes, "you might think there's no one, but.."

"GOSH HIA, IN THIS HEAT? Go under the shades at least!" followed by a giggle.

The two of them look up to find Macau at one of the open windows upstairs shaking his head. Pete quickly pushes Vegas away, "see? There's always someone!"

Two

After tossing and turning for almost an hour, Pete gives up and decides to just give in to his hunger pang. He glances over to see Vegas soundly asleep on the other side of the bed. Careful to not wake his lover, he sneaks out of the room towards the kitchen.

This house is too big for just the three of us, he thinks to himself. In some places, the air stands so still, it's somehow suffocating despite his best effort to turn it into a home. Their home.

He walks straight to the cabinet and grabs a packet of instant noodle, Vegas will nag if he found out about Pete's secret rendezvous with this sinful pack of noodles, but that's a worry for another day because his stomach now is beating an orchestra of drums, if that's even possible.

As the water boils, he rips the flavouring packet and almost drops the whole thing inside the pot when a slithering hand creeps around his waist. "Dinner wasn't enough for you, baby?"

What, was Vegas a tiger in his past life that he can creep behind him this quietly?

"Yea, I can't sleep. Why are you here anyway?"

"You weren't in bed and I know you will either be here making bad decision with this noodles or taken by bad guys. I'm glad making bad decision is your thing." Vegas places a kiss on his shoulder.

Elbowing Vegas softly, "well in my defense, I have also been taken by a bad guy away from people I considered friends and family."

By now, Vegas' hand that was on his waist is currently in his sweatpants, moving to his ass and cupping it up.