TW: Blood/Violence/Strong language
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-First family mansion, earlier this evening-
«Can I come in? »
Porsche slowly opened the door of Kinn's office, looking at him through the half-open door.
Kinn nodded, smiling, leaning his back against his chair, stretching himself.
Kinn spent the entire day working and mostly on Vegas and Pete's case. His eyes were red, and Porsche noticed right away that he seemed tired and concerned.
Porsche walked inside the dark room with only a dim light on Kinn's desk, enlightening his face.
He gently pushed Kinn's chair and sat on his laps. Kinn wrapped his arms around Porsche's waist and leaned his head against his back, closing his eyes.
« Did you miss me? » Kinn asked slowly rocking Porsche from left to right.
« Hmm. I was wondering if you died in there. You didn't even eat. Aren't you hungry? »
« Not really. I just feel I'm close to something right now. »
« About what? »
« Vegas' case. Takahara. »
« Oh, I see. »
Porsche leaned on the desk looking through the documents messily spread on it.
Kinn smiled mischievously and grabbed Porsche waist pulling his butt against his crotch.
« If you keep moving like that, I'm going to eat something else tonight. » Kinn said with a lustful tone.
Porsche chuckled and looked above his shoulder, shaking his head. He kicked Kinn's legs making him leaned back in his chair.
« This is a fucking mess. » Porsche said still looking through the papers.
« I know. But I found something a couple of minutes ago. A name and a address, related to that guy. »
« What guy? »
« Takahara's right hand man. Vegas thinks he may be the answer to all this mystery. »
« Psychopath recognized psychopath, I guess. They should make a club or something. » Porsche said in a jaded tone, making Kinn sneered.
Porsche was still staring attentively at the documents when he suddenly stiffened and frowned.
He grabbed a picture he just removed from the envelope. The same envelop that Kinn brought to Vegas during Loy Krathong.
« Why do you have a picture of Pete's friend? »
Porsche turned his head, looking at Kinn with a concerned look.
« What? What do you mean? Let me see. »
Kinn bent over Porsche's shoulder. He grabbed the picture while Porsche pointed his finger at a tall and well build man.
« This guy. This guy is Pete's friend, I saw him yesterday. They bumped into each other while we were at the temple. »
« What the... Are you sure? Look again! »
Kinn's gaze suddenly changed and so did the tone of his voice, taking Porsche aback. He looked at the picture and Kinn alternately, confused.
« Yes, I'm sure! This is the guy I saw yesterday! Same hair, same build, same eyes, I know what I'm saying it's Pete's friend. »
Kinn suddenly pushed Porsche away from his lap and got up quickly. He grabbed his phone and dial Vegas' number.
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Universe (VegasPete) R18
FanfictionVegas and Pete face an entirely different challenge when Pete's childhood friend unexpectedly come messing up with their already fragile relationship. Things take a turn for the worse when Pete tries to prove his love for Vegas but, despite himself...
