Flawless

08

"Pete, you little bitch. You went over for a vacation to the beach and didn't invite me? I'm hurt. Betrayed!" Tankhun dramatically clutched his chest, acting like he's getting a heart attack.
"Khun I had some personal work that's why-"
"Excuses!"
"Believe me Khun. I promise I'd take you next time."
"Really? You promise?"
Pete nodded.
"Alright. Tell me all about it though. I wanna know. What all did you do?"
Tankhun order tea as Pete continued with his story. He was making sure not to mention Porsche or his bar and their meeting.

"Hmmmm. All that sounds really nice but get to the point." Tankhun sipped his tea. Pete should've know Tankhun isn't that stupid. He meant business here. Maybe he already knew. If he did would it be alright to mention Porsche in front of him? A bead of sweat trickled down his forehead.

"Kinn is not here. You can tell me. And yes, I am aware. Kim has already given me hints. That boy though, I don't know what he's made of. He never told me anything directly. So I ask you, Pete. Tell me."

Tankhun had never sounded more firm. Pete had no choice but to give in.

"Khun, I met him. I met Porsche. He has this new bar on the seaside and he's earning well. I mean the bar is really pretty and it's crowded at times so I guess it's working out for him."

"I see. What else? Has he moved on? Is he dating someone?"

"Not that I am aware of but I would say he's not. He did seem bright, maybe he has moved on."
"Well, I'm glad for him. I do agree that the mafia world doesn't let you live in peace."
"That's true. I'm happy for him too. It's a shame we can't even talk about my dear friend anymore."
"I know right! Kinn has just turned into this monster! I don't know what to do with him. He gobbles up work and either keeps causing feuds or managing them. Like, give me a break!"

"You're right. He took over Vegas' job but keeps sending him money, he cut Kim out of the loop and has even been acquiring business overseas. It's kind of concerning how he's too independent."
"You get it. I hope someday that fucker realises."

"Realises what?" Kinn's arrival made the two men shut up. Silence took over the room as Kinn inched closer.

"Nothing!" Tankhun interrupted but to no vail.

"So, you both want me to realise that I should spend more time at home? Sipping tea?" Kinn threw the tray with tea on the floor.
"You want me to come back home and gossip around with you two? Play house? Build a family?" Kinn spat.
"What's the use? Huh? Tell me. What is the fucking use? You can do anything and everything for the people you love, build a fucking empire, feed them, treat them, give them every luxury and in the end all they want to do is rot in some stinking bar near a beach! They want to blame you for not fucking them enough because you're busy putting food on the table! How fucking fun is that?"

Pete and Khun had huddled up together, their eyes lowered as they witnessed Kinn breakdown.

He was not okay. He knew he had fucked up, somewhere somehow. Under all that anger was lot of regret.