You Are My Enemy. { Kimchay }

Setting plan

Porchay shot and scored.

Unfortunately, this was not enough, and his team loses 2-1. He felt like a piece of shit. Porchay didn't like to loose.

Feeling the collective disappointment and especially the dark look of the coach on him, he fled into the locker room. Usually, Macau would join him, make fun of the opposing team, and offer him to go play at his house... But there was no one for him now. No more bitchy bestfriend gossiping about others... He felt alone, here, in this dark room...

Well...not really.

"You played well." Kimhan's voice startled him, he quickly wiped away his tears of rage, turned around and saw Kim stretch out his arms. "Come here..."

Chay sighed, he moved forward and hugged Kim against his sweaty body. Enjoying its gentle warmth. He was tired, he wanted a shower, a hot meal and sleep to never wake up again... like everyone on this earth in truth.

Kimhan stroked his firm shoulders to relax his muscles, then he ruffled hks hair before offering him a tender smile:

"You looked like a real little monkey running around after that ball.."

"A monkey ?" Porchay frowned. "P'Kim...Is that supposed to be a compliment?"

"What? Chimpanzees are cute..."

"Yeah, mister fat gorilla."

Kimhan laughed, he stepped back and lightly punched Chay's chest. The younger one felt better. He would apologize on his team's fb group later.

"I have to go for a freaking dinner with my father tonight." Kim cleared his throat, and Porchay knew right away that he wasn't invited. ( Thank gods..)

"Perfect, I will be able to spend a good evening without fearing that someone will come and kill me in my sleep."

Kim arched an eyebrow, feeling slightly offended.

"Hey, I sleep with you!"

"Yeah that's what I'm saying!"

The two idiots laughed, then Porchay took a shower before accompanying P'Kim to his own car.
Anon was waiting for him further with the black Audi.

"I'll try not to be home late.. But try to sleep around midnight and don't eat too many snacks." Kimhan growled.

"Yes daddy." Porchay was openly mocking Kim, but he stood on his tiptoes and looked that no one was there before pretending to stumble and he kissed Kim's lips furtively. ''See you tonight ! Don't cheat on me or I will curse you till your balls falls off !"

'' What the..?"

Porchay trotted happily towards Anon.
He pretended to receive a call, knowing that the bodyguard was listening:

"Yes...Oh hello...Yes of course...I'm coming."

Anon frowned, and he stopped the car at a red light, turning his head to Porchay in surprise.

"Khun Porchay? Would you like to go somewhere else?"

"Oh yes, P'Pete just called me, he asked me to watch over Venice for just a bit, can you drop me off at the yellow villa?"

Anon nodded, holding back his feelings of fear, he didn't like Khun Vegas, and he didn't like babies either... So Khun Vegas' son?! It was like seeing satan in person.

He leads Porchay in front of the villa and runs away to return to the hotel.

When Porchay walked inside, he greeted Nop, who was taking care of Venice, and was surprised to see younger brother Kittisawasd.

"Where's P'Vegas?"

"Oh, Nong Chay, hi...He's upstairs in his dad's office."

Chay thanked the guard, waved at Venice, and dodged his stuffed dinosaur with a laugh before heading up the stairs.
He knocked on the door and Vegas was there, sitting in a huge black leather armchair, focused on a file open on his computer, looking tired. He looked up and waved Porchay inside.

"Hello, P'Vegas."

Vegas crossed his arms, his gaze still so icy since Macau's death, warmed a little when he saw Porchay.

Chay approached, he patted Vegas' hand, seeing fresh traces of blood there. Then he sighed, before glancing at the back of the room. P'Pete was asleep in his shirt and underpants, on a velvet sofa. The whole room smelled of... Well... Men.

"Why are you here, Porsche's little brother?"

Porchay smiled, and he took a seat facing Vegas, lowering his voice so as not to wake Pete.

"I came to ask you something."

"I won't give you any info. I don't know where that damn Porsche is. Khun Korn already asked me." Vegas growled, frowning, he was already in a lot of trouble, and now was not the time. .

Porchay arched an eyebrow, he didn't care. He knew where Porsche was... They were brothers, they told each other everything.
Chay rolled his eyes, before eating a candy that was lying on Vegas's desk.

"Hey! That belongs to Veni..."

"I'm not here for that." Porchay muttered, ignoring Vegas' amused look, he was acting like a little jerk...Because it reminded them of Macau. Then he took a second candy, just out of greed this time. "I'm here for the Duchess. The woman with grey eyes, you are working with her."

Vegas cringed, tilted his head in surprise, and several emotions flashed across his face, so Porchay gently patted his shoulder, his face filled with sincerity:

"Relax, P'Vegas, I won't let them hurt you. I don't intend to tell them anything. I just want to talk to her...I know you can arrange this for me...Please."

Vegas seemed to think for a moment before nodding slowly. He handed him a card, with a phone number on it and looked serious:

"I don't know what you're playing with my uncle, but more problems there are, and, the less he can handle the situation... Make sure to create a big mess, little demon. However.... Take care of yourself though, you know this can end badly."

Vegas' face went cold again, the memory of his brother kept coming back to him and Porchay stood up, seeing that P'Pete was waking up, he knew he was going to be able to calm Vegas down.

"Thank you, P'Vegas..."

Now Porchay needed to wear something worthy of meeting a member of the royal family.
So he called the only person who could help him: Tay.