Vegaspete: Romancing the Pain

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 Chapter One: Not a Spiderman. 

I stumbled while exiting the main hall, the world was spinning around me like a blurry whirlwind. The night was alive with laughter and music, and I had let myself get lost in the sea of drinks and merriment. Soon after, I couldn't find myself staying with a lot of people anymore. So, I decided to come out and make my way towards the bodyguard quarters. For now, All I needed was a good sleep. I was exhausted, for a whole day, I was painting canvas in different colors without a good reason, just to entrain Khun No, like always his weird mind needed something new to do every day, and Arm, pol, and I were the ones who suffered every time.

God, Why do I have to suffer so much!?

After a month, I joined my work as head bodyguard again and the first day of working was a whole mess. You won't believe me but today, I had to bathe more than ten times, of course, I'm not Leonardo da Vinci or something, I don't even know how to paint a simple flower, every time I keep dribbling my clothes with painting colors. My white shirt is no longer white now it's stained in different shades of colors and it entrained Khun no. So, He keeps telling me to do it again and again. In the night, Khun Kinn announced a small party for everyone around the house because Porche told him to. And, What happens then? Nothing... I just got drunk and now I can't even acknowledge people around me.

My head was heavy, and my steps were unsteady, but I didn't care. I was invincible, or so I thought.

Without warning, I found myself toppling over the edge, my body plunging into the dark, icy waters below. The shock of the cold hit me like a thousand needles, jolting me out of my drunken haze. Suddenly, the reality of my situation hit me like a punch in the gut.

I was drowning.

I kicked and thrashed, desperately trying to stay afloat, but my limbs felt heavy and uncoordinated. Panic set in as I struggled to find the surface, my mind racing and my heart pounding in my chest. But at that moment, I couldn't fully comprehend the danger I was in. It was like my brain was wrapped in a fog, shielding me from the truth.

As the seconds ticked by, my energy waned, and the water seemed to swallow me whole. My legs felt sore. I was losing the battle, my vision growing hazy, my breaths becoming shallow. 

I'm dying...

I'm starting to lose hope.

Just when I thought all hope was lost, a figure emerged from the depths, cutting through the water with an effortless grace. A captivating and mysterious presence, his eyes reflecting the intensity of the ocean itself. 

His strong arms reached out towards me, his touch sending shivers down my spine, he propelled himself closer to me, his gaze never leaving mine.

As he held me close, his embrace felt like the anchor that kept me grounded amidst the chaos. I could feel his heartbeat, steady and strong as if it mirrored my own. My face got slapped by cold air. Oh, Now Can breathe freely. I'm out of the water. I lightly sniffed the person's neck who was holding me in his arms, only to be met by the familiar fragrance of Vegas.

It was Vegas

If the situation were different I'd run away from him at the speed of light. I would never even think about accepting his help. But when it comes down to life or death, sometimes you gotta put your differences aside and do what you gotta do to survive, you know? It's like, swallowing your pride and choosing the option that keeps you alive. It's not ideal, but at that moment, there's no other choice.

Finally, as we reached out of the pool, our bodies collapsed onto the cold floor, our chests heaving with exhaustion. I looked into Vegas's eyes, filled with an overwhelming mix of relief, worry, and curiosity. 

"Are you out of mind?" Vegas asked, I seriously couldn't understand what he was trying to say. 

"I felt like dying..." He mumbled looking into my eyes.

The fuck? I was the one drowning.

In a single heartbeat, he hugged me, and it caught me off guard. I can feel his grip on me, his body pressed against mine. It's like he is trying to hold on to me, to keep me from slipping away. It's a mix of emotions for me.

And it suddenly hit me.

What if someone sees us?

Of course, I didn't tell anyone that something happened between Vegas and me. They all are suspicious and when they see Vegas begging me to choose him. Their suspicion grew and Porche tried to ask everything but, I told him I could never betray the main family, I just told him that there was nothing between us other than a relationship of captive and captor. 

Little did I know, Everything which I told him was a perfect lie.

 Just the idea of someone catching us together sends shivers down my spine.

I'm in full-on panic mode, I'm running towards the bodyguards' quarters like my life depends on it. And the whole time, I'm holding Vegas' hand so tight. But, I'm still so scared. What if someone sees us? What if I'm Korn got to know that We were hugging, he would surely think, I was betraying him.

With every step I take, I can't help but steal glances at Vegas. looks just calm and doesn't ask anything. I'm not in my right mind right now, I even slipped two times while climbing stairs because I was soaked with water. Thanks to the bastard who keeps catching me.

I quickly closed the door behind me, as I entered my room. Vegas looked at me for a moment and then, suddenly smiled.

Is he out of his mind or something?

"What you were doing in the poolside?" I shouted.

"What if someone catches us, together?" I let out.

"Pete, What do you mean? Now, no one will catch us in the same room?" Vegas asked and chuckled shaking his head in disbelief.

I used to think that when I got a coconut haircut, It was my biggest mistake but no, My biggest mistake was to drag Vegas along with me in my room. I'm such a fool for doing at least I should have thought about cameras which were everywhere in the corridors of quarters. And, unfortunately, all the cameras work alright.

I irritably took my shoes out along with socks same goes for my coat everything was soaked in water. I glance at Vegas who hurriedly averts his gaze from my chest to my face. 

"Pete, I'm sorry. Will you decided to leave me?" 

"Stup up for now! Find a way, and get out from here, Before someone sees you in my room" I said. 

"Fuck them! After a whole fucking month I got a chance to talk to you. Let me use the chance"

"No, No, No," I mumbled repeating, and a wild thought approached my mind out of nowhere.

"Wait! You can jump out of the window, In this way no one can catch you" I said, my thought aloud. Vegas looked at me, chewing on his bottom lip and thinking very hard. 

"What? Pete, I'm serious Please let me talk with you'' He mumbled, his voice nearly begging me. But, I dragged him towards the window and, opened it. He peeked outside from behind me.

"No, go, go, go," I told him, and pushed him towards the window before pointing my fingers toward the ground which was four floors away from us.

"But, I'll die," he declared his eyes on the ground floor.

"Then, die!"

"Oh okay, you say so" He mumbled, before throwing his one leg out while gulping hard, his Adam's apple rolled.

"But, wait! What if you die for real?" I said realizing there were four floors and he was not a spider man or something. He can surely die.

I dragged him back towards me by the back of his shirt. Then again, another troubled welcomed me by knocking on my door.

Knock! Knock!

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