Yin & Yang (KinnxVegas) [Completed]

Kinn

As I turned to walk away, my smirk left my face. I know that something was going on there. I just couldn't quite place my finger on it.

The cold shudder that went through Vegas when I raised my hand was enough to tell me that. But he was a cold merciless murderer who didn't think twice about shooting someone who has pissed him off. So, why would he falter or shudder? And all that red lashings?

There was hearsay he enjoyed BDSM but would that be it? But the glint I saw in P Kun's eyes was unmistakable when I asked about the lashing. Unless....but why would Vegas even allow it? Suddenly, something tripped in me and I turned and ran back towards the minor family's house. I be damned if my conjectures were true. I ran straight back to an empty house. I couldn't find P Kun or Vegas. I walked around but nothing. I knew that they had a hidden underground basement I saw once. I went towards and underneath when I heard grunts coming.

I opened a secondary door only to see a horrifying sight. P Kun was lashing Vegas with a metal spiked whip and he was just standing stoic taking it in. In fact, his eyes clocked my presence but Vegas remained unruffled and didn't say a single word. We stood there in horrifying silence, me watching him get whipped whilst his father was unaware of my presence.

"What do you think you are doing?!" I roared!

P Kun turned to see me. I thought he would drop the whip but rather he just calmly stopped and asked me on what I was doing there.

I saw Vegas take his shirt and walk off calmly. What was going on?! Very little fazed me but clearly something was horribly wrong here. I was speechless. I chose to ignore P Kun and ran after Vegas, catching up with him outside. I grabbed his hand and dragged him to the room. I locked his door and turned to him. He was still standing there, his eyes glazed over and just trying to button back his shirt.

I stopped him by giving him a resounding slap. And that's when Vegas finally snapped and slapped me back. He grabbed me by my hair and told me to fuck off. He pushed me and turned away. What was going on?

I wanted to just whip out my gun and shoot him down but I held myself back.

"Vegas. What's going on? Why is uncle whipping you?"

"I didn't do right. That's my punishment for walking away from the meeting. For allowing myself to be groped. For not shooting him down."

"Vegas."

"My father hits me to assuage his anger. This has been going on since I'm 8. It hasn't stopped and wouldn't stop. And now that you know, be like everyone else and just ignore it. What you pretend not to know doesn't hurt anyone. Now go. GO BEFORE I FUCKING SHOOT YOU DOWN FOR REAL."

And all I heard was everyone knows? Everyone knew and no one stopped P Kun? Everyone knew and allowed Vegas to be hit like that?!

I just looked at Vegas. His back's injuries shone through the shirt and I gripped my hand angrily. Just as I wanted to say something, both of us received the same message. P Thunkul wanted to meet us. He turned to me when he saw the message and I nodded. He went to get another shirt and changed, ignoring me and doing it in the room. I just took in his chiselled abs and all of that damm markings everywhere.

I turned, growling angrily and lowly. We left his room and walked towards the meeting room. When I saw P Kun, I just clenched my fists but Vegas was just his usual stoic self. P Kun's eyes glittered seeing his son but he narrowed it at me. Finally. I always knew my uncle was shady but I felt like I was finally seeing him in his true self.

We waited for P Thunkul to come. The tension in the air was palpable. I sat down and soon my father joined me too. Vegas perched himself on a bar stool near the island but I couldn't help but notice the slight grimace that went through his face when he sat down. I just sat there, unnerved but I couldn't help but keep looking at Vegas. My father cocked his eyebrows at me when he caught me for the 5th time. He turned towards Vegas's direction, observed the lashings on his wrists and just went "Ah".

Then he calmly turned back to wait for P Thunkul. What the fuck!? My father knew too and yet he didn't do anything?! Just then, P Thunkul walked in. He sat and the negotiations went on. Truth be told, the negotiations were starting to turn ugly. I was getting pissed when his son walked in. The asshole had the cheek to go straight towards Vegas. Before his finger could even touch him, I was there in a flash and pulled Vegas away.

Vegas was stunned and just stared at me. I could hear my father and P Kun's voices about yelling at me to not interfere but I registered nothing. Before I could do anything, Vegas strode away from that room. P Thunkul's son tried to grab at his wrist to stop him from leaving and Vegas turned around with the gun straight at his forehead.

"You try 1 more time and I will shoot. I don't fucking care. Try me fucker. See if you dare."

P Thunkul roared at Vegas for being rude and this time I whipped out my gun to point at his son too.

"Try screaming and see what happens."

There was pin drop silence for a bit before our fathers snapped at us and we both lowered our guns.

Vegas left the room whilst I just watched him walk away and I couldn't help but grow angrier by the minute. Every single fucking minute.