Necklace | KimChay

chapter three of six

chapter 3 of 6...

a week later...

take care flower
sent 5:49 p.m

chay's lips stretched into a big smile, he has been in contact with kim for about a week now. they facetime, call or message each other everytime they can, chay couldn't help but feel giddy about the attention thw older has been giving him.

kimhan has been instilling this hope deep inside him that maybe he could date his idol. chay cringed a bit at the word, kimhan is more than an idol for chay now, he doesn't know what the older is for him but he knows that for a fact because of how his heart skips a bit everytime he thinks of kim.

he looked up from his phone after sending a quick 'you too' to kim's message.

someone's black car was parked outside our house making me tilt my head in confusion. is p' home yet?

i shrugged my shoulders and continued walking inside until someone grabbed me by my wrist, i punched that someone square in the face before i could even see who it was.

"ow! what the fuck?!" a man of sharp eyes and strong jawline glared at me. with furrowed brows i looked a him, he looked a bit like macau but with rougher features and not an ounce of softness on his eyes.

"don't what the fuck me! who the fuck are you?" even though i finally realized who he was, he's macau's older brother, vegas.

"im vegas fucking theerapanyakul, you're porsche's brother and my brother's friend porchay or who the fuck you are, come with me." he said and motioned me to follow him to his car.

"why the fuck shall i?" my arms folded against my chest and an eyebrow raised.

he casted me a glare and before he could talk the window of his car rolled down and i fucking swear to every gods out there softness immediately enveloped his entire being.

"chay," p'pete smiled at me, my eyes immediately lit up when i saw p'. he's p'porsche's friend, i already hang out with him a couple of times, and he is really nice and sweet,

"p'chay!!" another voice called, oh how sure i am that it was venice, i opened the door of the car and saw venice in his car seat. venice is five years old and he's the brother of macau and vegas to their dad, their father died before venice and that sorry excuse of a mother ran away after realizing that she's not getting a cent from vegas if its not for venice's needs.

the little guy immediately fell to vegas' care p' and vegas has been raising him and he grew up to be very sweet and understanding, unlike macau and vegas.

"hey little guy! i missed you!" i pampered his face with kisses and sat down on the back seat closing the door after me.

"venice missed you too, p'" he smiled cutely making me unable to resist the urge to pinch his chubby cheeks.

"really?! how much?" i pressed my palms on my cheeks.

"thiiiiiiiiiiiis much!" the 5 years old boy spread his hands as much as he could. i giggled at how cute he was, the driver seat door opened and vegas stepped in,

"we could have done that from the start, my love." vegas complained, p'pete giggled and placed a hand on his about to pop belly.

"well i thought it was fun," p'pete admit, vegas has a smile on his face now, he admired p'pete silently.

"and was it?" p'pete nodded making vegas smile contently and kissed p'pete's forehead.

"dada, venice no kiss?" the boy asked, vegas immediately turned around to kiss his brother's forehead.

we locked eyes for a minute and both frowned until vegas noticed something and pointed on my neck, no, the necklace.

"why do you have that?" he now has his arms crossed against his chest. "that's kimhan's necklace, my love."

p' looked at it and smiled softly at me as if urging me to answer vegas' question.

"he asked me to wear it for him," i tucked it inside my shirt.

"ohh," they both nodded knowingly, it was weird but i decided to brush it off.

we finally drove off and because of how tired i was, i fell asleep after venice.

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i woke up to hush voices talking to each other or arguing.

"you pick him up," someone said, i pinned my head to the said finding comfort.

"no you do!" the other one said.

"you can't! hold him... he's khun kim's fiancé!" i would say no but i was too tired to do so.

"step aside," a familiar voice ordered and suddenly it was silent again, a pair of strong arms grabbed me and picked me up from where i was.

i snuggled against the warmth of his chest and was lulled by his calm breathing and comforting scent. that someone laid me down on a soft bed, i tried to wake up but the bed was too comfortable, a hand started to caress my head as if lulling me to sleep, not even a minute after, i fell into a deep slumber.

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kim's pov...

i gazed at the boy who was sleeping soundly beside me with a little pout on his lips, i am currently on my laptop dealing with my brother's mess for the past months.

i lifted my hand from the laptop to his soft curly hair that sticked up to every direction because of his toss and turn on the bed.

it's already 6 in the evening if he sleeps more he's gonna have a hard time sleeping tonight but i couldn't bring myself to wake him up, he seems so comfortable.

i gently brushed his hair with my fingers twirling it a bit and playing with it trying to disrupt his sleep in the gentlest way possible.

his eyebrow twitched and threw his arms around my lap before snuggling himself more to my side.

"it's time to wake up flower," i whispered tracing patterns on his skin spelling my name against it.

"mhmm" he hummed with a sleepy voice. and fuck was it the most endearing tone ive ever came across.

he seemed to have fallen asleep again. so left with no choice, i retracted my hand from his skin and let him sleep some more.

"no~" he said in a muffled whiny voice, i looked at him setting down my laptop at the bedside table beside me turning to him.

"what is it flower?" i asked gently, he looked up a little with sleepy eyes and a hlf pout he grabbed my hand and set it on the skin where i was tracing things to.

"this is your payment for the favor you asked me for." he snuggled against me almost laying on my chest while i couldn't help but chuckle because of how cute he looked like.

i continued to trace patterns against his honey dipped skin while simultaneously stroking it gently, i could tell that he's not going back to sleep and i couldn't help but wonder why he hasn't got up yet but i do not dare to ask.

i don't have problem staying like this with him for a lifetime and the lifetimes that follow.

"kimhan?"