A Life with Him [VegasXPete]

CHAPTER 01

PETE

Pete wake up with the sudden rustling coming from the sheets as someone right beside him was moving, trying to get out of bed. It was difficult for him to open his eyes, not only because of the strong light that was directly on them, passing through the small crevices of the curtains of the room, but mostly because he was exhausted. The night before was still a little blurry for him to remember, but the constant banging inside his head was a vivid reminder of how much he exaggerated with the drinks last night.

-        Where are you going? – He asked with his eyes half open. – What time is it?

-        It’s early. – The voice that now was as familiar to him as his own face said. – Got a call from Kinn... we have a meeting at ten.

Pete frowned and was immediately rewarded with a light kiss on his forehead. Even when he just had wakened up, Vegas still smelled good, the faint perfume’s fragrance that he was wearing the night before was still attached to his soft skin. Pete couldn’t help but smile at that gesture.

-        You can stay and sleep, though. – Vegas said with a gentle tone. – I’ll be back for lunch.

Pete wanted to protest and ask to go with him, but his heavy eyes and his aching head convinced him otherwise, so he just murmured something towards Vegas and turned to the other side, getting comfortable between the sheets.

He needed to wonder how Kinn was good enough to schedule a meeting after the night they had. While trying to went back to sleep, the memories flooded Pete’s head.

The sun was setting down and he and Vegas just got home from a monthly checkup at the hospital. Since the conflict at the main family’s house, where Vegas was brutally injured, they needed to go once a month to the hospital just to check if everything was healing okay and if he was healthy enough for the doctors being satisfied. Despite being already eight months since that day and being sure that Vegas was alive and healthy by his side every single day, Pete still have nightmares about that day. After all, the scars of that day were still very present on Vega’s body, everyday Pete could see them in different situations of their routine. On the first few weeks, he would wake up in the middle of the night hyperventilating after a bloody nightmare of Vegas dying on his arms again and again. At first, he would carefully sneak out of the room to try to calm himself somewhere else where Vegas didn’t listen to his cries. Not longer after, Vegas found out about the nightmares and started to help him calm down, despite Pete’s inutile attempts to make him go back to sleep. He would stay up all night with Pete, despite having an important meeting to attend early on the next day or not.  

Vegas always stayed.

They just got home when Pete’s cellphone rang and Tankhun’s name appeared at the screen. He calmly answered and was greeted with the high-pitched voice on the other side of the line. Tankhun was bored – as usual – and wanted to go out to grab a drink at Yok’s bar with him, Porsche, Pol and Arm. Pete was reluctant at first since he was already tired from the day and just wanted to stay the rest of the night with Vegas and Macau, maybe cook dinner for them, but ended up being convinced at the end.

-        Can’t he just settle with Porsche and those other two? – Vegas asked, clearly annoyed with Tankhun’s request to take Pete out. – What you have to do with the fact that he is bored?

Pete just smiled and took a seat right beside Vegas’s side on the bed. He gave him a kiss on the cheeks and Vegas looked at him with the eyes that Pete was so in love with. Since his decision to renounce his position as one of the main family bodyguards to stay with the love of his life, Vegas had that look on his face every time he looked at him. The type of gaze that said that he couldn’t believe that Pete was really there with him. That Pete really left everything behind just to be with him, to love him. And Pete loved that look.