𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧

Little demon 22

"Who the hell made my great-grandson sad?"

The sudden voice startled everyone, making Venice and Pete pull away from the hug and stared in confusion.

"Grandma," Venice calls out and the old woman hurried to the side, cupping the boy's face with both hands. "Did they hurt you? Tell me and I will put them in their place."Grandma urged and Venice sighed. The woman had been obsessed with him since young.

A little smile appeared on the boy's lips. "Uhm... Grandma, I was the one who made trouble." Venice brought his hand to the back of his head, scratching it awkwardly.

The other three men stood together, watching grandma and great-grandson.

"Grandma, none of us here did anything, and can you stop being obsessed with him for a second?" Pete says and immediately goes behind Vegas for protection.

His grandma shot him a death glare before quickly taking a few steps closer to them. She intended to smack Pete on the head but her grandson was quick to seek protection from his husband.

"You dare lie to me? I saw you chasing them all over when you arrived. You are the one who made my grandson sad. And why are you hiding behind your husband? Do you think he can save you? I could take the both of you down so it's useless hiding behind him." She brought her hand up to her hips, staring at the couple. More like she was glaring at them.

Macau was amused by the situation and couldn't help the laugh that escaped him. "Trust me, grandma, your obsession with Venice is just a quarter of Vegas' obsession."

Grandma raised a brow at Macau's words, looking at Vegas who just shrugged. "I thought Pete was the obsessed one." She says.

"You should have sent your things inside first but you decided to create trouble immediately after you arrived. My grandson is unbelievable." She scolds Pete before leading them inside.

Everyone followed her into the large house. Vegas and Venice shared the same room the previous night but now that Macau and Pete were here, there was going to be a reshuffling.

"Daddy, I'll be sleeping with P'Macau so Pa sleeps with you." Venice states and immediately drags Macau away before Vegas could reply.

Vegas watched as they disappeared before bringing his gaze back to Pete, pulling him closer, and wrapping his arms around his waist. "You aren't mad?"

Pete was enjoying the sudden warmth of Vegas to even mind getting mad. "I'm over it. It's nice spending quality time with you guys so it's worth it."

Vegas brought his hand around Pete's nape and slowly connected their lips in a warm and gentle kiss. For a moment they had forgotten this was not their actual home. They savored each other's mouths until someone suddenly cleared their throat, making them pull away from the kiss.

"Pa, Daddy...can you consider this is not your house? Well, it's our home but it's not our real home for you to be kissing each other like this...ugh." Venice sighs in frustration.

His parents tried to suppress a laugh at the boy's reaction. "What are you doing here anyway? Didn't you hurriedly leave with Macau?" Pete asks.

Venice tilts his head sideways, staring intently at Pete. "Pa, I left so you both could have your moment but not outside your room because grandma could see! Do you want her to hit you with a broom again?"

Vegas and Pete both couldn't control their laughter. They visited a year ago and they both were kissing passionately in grandma's living room with Pete straddling Vegas' lap, having an intense make out. They had forgotten where they were at the time. Grandma caught them and what happened afterward was.