Back to you in every lifetime (Vegaspete Ff)

Chapter 7

Pete's POV

The doctor prescribed Vegas to stay at the hospital for atleast 3 days.

But he didn't listen, Ofcourse.

So despite of getting his forehead sewed by the doctor yesterday he is back on his feet out about his regular routine.

Such a childish thing to do to look tough. Health should be top priority for everyone *sigh*.

Anyways so I am back to following him everywhere he goes and this time keeping lesser distance between us both in case he faints or some shit.

Vegas is striding towards his office with so much bravado in his step that you won't think he was almost killed yesterday.

We enter his office and he takes a seat on his chair behind his wooden desk and I close the door behind me.

Vegas looks up at me with his eyebrows raised.

I keep standing there.

"What?" He asks.

"What?" I reply.

"What are you doing here? Out!" He says pointing towards the door.

I sigh " Khun Vegas I was instructed to stand in your office"

He opens his mouth to say something but I cut him off "Whether you permit it or not I must stay that's what my instructions were" I say.

His mouth falls open " ARE FUCKING KIDDING ME!? I AM NOT A FUCKING KID WHO NEEDS A FUCKING BABYSITTER I GET WHAT I WANT AND I WANT YOU OUT!" he says, oh no scratch that, YELLS.

'Well you are sure throwing tantrum like a kid' I think but keep my mouth shut.

"Sorry Khun it was an order from the doctor, she said you need supervision 24/7 because you are not well and can possibly faint or your wound may reopen so its best for someone to always be with you and Khun Korn gave me the duty" I say with my head bowed.

Vegas's frown deepens "So what? You are going to stand there all day?" I nod my head.

His frown disappears and he raises one of his eyebrows, his mouth twisting into a smirk.

"Are you going to accompany me when I bath then?" He says.

My eyes widen.

His smirk grows even more " Are you also going to watch me when I have sex with someone? Because I kind of do that daily" he says tilting his head to the side.

My eyes now feel like they will fall off of their sockets.

"Answer me. Will you?" He says with a smug expression, 'he is sure enjoying this'.

I regain my posture "Khun I am going to stand infront of the bathroom while you bathe and in the" I gulp "second scenario, there will no need for me because you will already have a person to make sure you don't faint or don't harm yourself" I say with my iconic smile.

His smug smile disappears and he rolls his eyes.

He then ignores me and picks up a file and starts turning its pages.

I keep standing at my place near the door, my eyes downcasted to make sure I don't end up ogling the beautiful asshole infront of me.

15 minutes or so have passed when Vegas groans loudly, making my head snap in his direction in panic.

"Khun what happened are you ok?" I say, unconsciously taking a few steps in his direction.

He shakes his head and glares at me accusingly "I can't concentrate because of you"

I stop in my tracks " Me? What did I do?" I ask genuinely confused.

He lays his head back on chair's headrest and says "You are in the room I can't concentrate when someone else is in my room " he says, frustration clear in his voice.

Oh

"But Khun I have to stay" I say apologetically.

He looks up, his eyes shining "Why don't you sit under my desk? In that way I won't see you and you will be able to keep an eye on me" he says with a mischievous smile.

Now I am sure my eyes will fall off their sockets from how wide they are.

"W-what?" I can't help but stutter.

His smile grows even more "Why have a problem with that?" He says.

I gulp 'Pete he is challenging you. He is intentionally doing this so you back off, don't let him get the satisfaction by truly backing off. Kis- I mean show him you are not a coward'

"Not at all Khun" I say smiling.

This is his turn to look shocked, but he quickly recovers and back his chair up a little so that I can get under his desk.

Ok this place is more cramped than I anticipated.

I fold my knee to my chest and place my hands on my knees.

Vegas again gets back into his previous position by pulling the chair close to the desk.

In this position my face is facing his tummy and my breath is hitting thigh, my hands slightly brushing against his shin.

Fuck he smells good.

Wait how the fuck his pants smell good!?

I look up a little and notice that his chest is rapidly falling up and down. Is he breathing heavily? Wait does he feel pain in his head!?

I touch his thigh to get his attention but he quickly moves his chair away from the table.

My hand is still raised and I am shocked by his sudden movement.

I look at him from my position under the desk "What happened Khun?" I ask tilting my head, genuinely confused.

Vegas closes his eyes tight shut and turns his head away from me "Fucking shit" he curses making me even more confused.

Did the injury yesterday cause some damage to his brain?

"Get out" he suddenly says.

"Khun you know I can't-"

"I fucking know. I said get out from under my desk!" He suddenly snaps.

I blink and start to crawl out from under the desk.

"For Christ's sake stand up!" He says making me scramble to my feet.

"You know what go to the window and stand there" he says not even looking at me anymore.

What's up with his sudden anger? What did I even do!?

I walk upto the window anyways and stand there.

He goes back to checking his files but I don't know if I am wrong but his face looks flushed.

Maybe from anger?

An hour or so has passed when I start feeling bored.

I turn around and face the window, looking at what is happening outside, I place my hands on the window sill and rest my head on it, I half bend to give my legs a little rest.

"Jesus fucking Christ Pete will you stop with these postures!? Just fucking sit on the sofa!" I again hear Vegas's angry voice.

And now he is really pissing me off. What is wrong with my posture!?

But I am on duty so there nothing much I can do so I go and sit on the sofa obediently.

'He really is an asshole. A beautiful asshole but an asshole nonetheless' I huff a breath folding my hands infront of my chest.
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I think Vegas don't like Pete bending. 😅

I wonder why though 👀👀