YOU'RE EVERYTHING I NEVER WANTED (A VP fanfic)

Chapter 7

PETE

On his way back Pete bought some snacks and vegetables from a local market.

Vegas isn't home when he returns. Pete decides to cook dinner first. But he doesn't know what Vegas likes to eat, he makes a mental note of asking Mrs. Nam tomorrow. Today he'll just make some traditional dishes his grandmother taught him.

After cooking he takes a shower and decides to finish the assignments given today while waiting for Vegas to come back. It feels weirdly domestic but Pete doesn't dwell much on the thought.

9...9:30...10...11pm... Vegas still isn't back. Pete has already finished his assignments. But he can't eat without Vegas eating first, something his grandmother taught him. You should never eat before serving your master. So pete waits and waits. Eventually starts dozing sitting on the dining table. And then he's out.

VEGAS

After car racing, Vegas went to a regular VIP club with his friends. He keeps drinking but something in the back of his mind is itching...as if ...as if he's forgetting something.

There are girls all over him as usual but today he isn't in the mood. So he shoves them away.

It's too loud here, Vegas is having a headache. He goes out for a cigarette and smirks watching Sean fuck someone in the back alley.

A girl comes up to him. Vegas doesn't pay attention first. But she starts kissing him out of the blue. Vegas pushes her away.

"Vegas!" She sounds offended.

"Who the hell are you?" Vegas returns.

"You...you don't recognise me? I'm Zina, we hooked up last week... I've been trying to contact you ever since that night"

Vegas huffs. Not this again.

"I'm sure then you know I don't do seconds."

"I know" she says confidently, "but I'm not asking for a second...not just yet"

Vegas cocks an eyebrow, wanting to finish this conversation soon.

"Do you...wanna go out for dinner with me?"

Vegas laughs at that.
"Sorry miss, I'd rather do a second but dating is off the table."

Without wasting any more time he turns to go inside the club again. The guys must have ordered something, Vegas is feeling hungry indeed.

'A dinner date?' Vegas wants to laugh at the thought. But suddenly stops remembering something.

"Your father wants you to dine at home" Mrs Nam's words. Vegas lets out a frustrated groan. It's almost 11:30 now. Would that leech have snitched to his dad already?

"Vegas you're back...we ordered pizza!" Prim says.

"Sorry guys, I'd have to head out today! Let's call it a night!"

"Woha woha has the sun risen from the west today? Vegas calling it a night?' Dan says in animated voice.

Vegas decides to ignore him. He doesn't even know why he'd have to do as his father wishes.

Clicking the password Vegas gets into the penthouse feeling more sober then usual. He's about to go to his room when his eyes fall upon a figure sleeping with head on his dining table , then on the table served with several dishes.

Vegas goes near the figure. Sits down on the chair beside Pete and studies his features with utmost attention.

He has long lashes, and a really prominent cupid's bow, plump pink lips. Vegas unconsciously licks his lips. Then realising what he did, terrified, suddenly tries to get up and loses balance with all the alcohol in his system.

Pete wakes up to the sound and Vegas falls upon him.

He feels something soft touches his lips and unconsciously realises it's Pete's lips. It's soft plump and feels really nice... better than what Vegas imagined, his alcohol drived brain tells him to take a nip of that flesh and he does but then suddenly he's being pushed away, two hands pressing against his chest. Vegas loses balance again and this time falls to the ground on his butt. Damn! That hurts!

Frowning he looks up, about to shout at the offender. But Pete yelps, covers both hands on his mouth and runs away even before he could open his mouth.

The fuck? What's with his reaction! It's not like Vegas wanted to kiss him? It was an accident! And even if it wasn't, how dare he look disgusted by Vegas's lips? Vegas is so stunned that he can't even move for a while. Does this lowlife has any idea how people out there are literally lining up for one taste of Vegas's lips?

It's true, Vegas usually doesn't kiss his partners. It's not like he never kissed at all, on and off making out with girls growing up. But he found out kissing is not really his thing. It's not something to be done with random hookups.

Vegas gets up massaging his hips and fuming with anger! 'Just you wait Pete... I'm not letting this slide'.

His stomach grumbles reminding he didn't have anything other than alcohol since lunch. So he sits back down and starts eating whatever his personal servant prepared for him. Hoping he'd find some fault in his cooking to add to his list of offences.

But he's in for surprise again. He takes one bite, then again, then again...did Pete drug the food or something. Vegas has never tasted something this good. But after a few bites he has to stop as the spice catches up his taste bud. Then Vegas is snotting and chugging down water. 'Wtf! Does he want to kill me?' who eats this much spice! Great another point to tell him off.

But he takes a few more bites anyways, then with teary eyes and nose gets up and stumbles to his room limping a little.

PETE

Pete runs straight to his bed and dives under the cover!

What just happened? He had his first kiss stolen..just like that? And by who? Vegas of all people! Vegas who probably has kissed half of the college if the rumours are true.

Pete hates how he's feeling right now, so much affected! Vegas probably doesn't even care, he'd probably forget about it when he wakes up tomorrow. But to Pete it was such an important thing! He can't get it out of his head, the feeling of Vegas's lips against his, the warm tender feeling that left him yearning for more...but it means nothing to the other party. Pete touches the part where Vegas bit him feels disgusted with himself for wanting more of it. He's really pathetic.

Before he knows tears are flowing down his cheeks. Never did he think this is how he'd lose his first kiss, to the man he hates and the man who hates him as well. Pete sobs silently under the cover and falls asleep in an empty stomach.