维加斯 x 皮特的故事

EP2:在我最坏的时候

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The original article is from Daemi's Vegaspete Story：I am not Satan , if there is any problem, please contact to delete.

Thanks to @Lucie4500 for co-translating.

【Vegas】

Crunch...as soon as my foot hit the ground, my lover said hello

"You're back? "

I walked up to him and he was getting up from the bed with his eyes closed and his hair was a mess. He leaned closer to me, and I lowered my head and kissed him lightly on the lips, and on the cheek as well.

"Go to sleep."

I rubbed his head to make his hair more fluffy, then looked at him affectionately. I raised Pete's arm and looked at it suspiciously. "Where did you bump into? ' I stroked the scar and asked him with a frown.

"It's normal." Pete said casually.

He is always reckless and likes to walk around and have scars all over his body. He is so careless.I don't know how he used to be the chief bodyguard of the main family.

"Be careful, it was fine before. Why is there another wound?" I smiled and shook my head.

"I'll take Venice first... go to bed... yawn..." Pete yawned a lot, wriggling lazily. Then he opened his eyes completely and he stared at the bedside alarm clock, brows furrowed. I don't know how to answer him, so I dodged to get a towel and took off my shirt and pants.

"Are you very busy at work?" Pete asked casually.

"Yes, the company is very busy" I sighed hard.

"You're an alcoholic brat, you smell so bad." I glanced at Pete who was back in the room with Venice behind his back. I was actually prepared because it was midnight and Pete was going to be mad at me. I'm getting back later and later as the days go by, so I don't know if that's going to make Pete think too much.

"Pete..." Now that I realized, I was going to apologize to him, but seeing him standing there complaining like a madman, I let him vent first.

"I'm so jealous. Ouch！Please make an appointment with me in the future, my mouth is greedy. Okay, damn it! Pol and Arm didn't invite me to play either, next time I go drinking, I won't go with you, I'm going to curse you all! Just wait and see! "

He walked forward with a gloomy face, shouting non-stop to drink. Wonder if Pete really didn't think too much, or was he just trying to put my mind at ease? But he really seldom called to investigate, not at all, as if he didn't care much about whether or not, as if he had confidence in me, and I was also afraid of disappointing him.

"What do you do with your eyes open when you sleep? It's one o'clock in the morning, aren't you sleepy?" After taking a shower, I lay on the bed and waited for Pete to return to the room. When he came back he wrapped himself in the quilt and I slowly put my hand in and he turned his head and lay on my chest.

"Sorry, I'm late," I said, pressing my lips lightly against his forehead.

"It's a lot of work, right? I heard Pol say that Porsche went back late recently." Pete said in a nonchalant tone. But instead, I felt depressed.

"Pete..."

"Um..." Pete moved slightly and answered me.

"What are the three things you love the most in your life?"

"Including eating and sleeping?" Pete smiled, eyes closed.

"Hey, then I'll ask again."

I hugged him tightly, wrapping my legs around him.