Pete's heart pounded in his chest, and his back was against Vegas but he could tell the expression Vegas was making from his tone.
'Well, screw him'
Acting all normal, he turns to face him, with a smile that doesn't match his eyes he speaks, "I was just asking"
Vegas' brows quirked in astonishment, seeing his little angel face wash away all the tiredness that piled from the entire day of unrest.
Loosening his tight he strolls toward Pete, the rough hand circling the slender waist, pulling the young figure closer with an undemanding force.
"I have been longing for you for an entire day," said Vegas, "Agonizing isn't it?"
Pete laughs at the statement, "Is it that bad?"
Vegas laid his head on Pete's shoulder as he nodded, "Very much"
"Where were you today?" Vegas
"I have lunch outside," Pete answered nonchalantly but his inside was thumping like a dawn drum.
"Does something happen that you need to tell me?" Vegas
"Nothing to worry about," Pete
Vegas was silent for a split second and the ones that came out next carried a demanding air, "Who did you eat with?"
"I-" Pete seems taken aback by the sudden question he badly wanted to avoid, "Alone"
"Angel, you know I despise liars right?" Vegas' question was like a ticking bomb waiting to explode, his head shifted to Pete's chest.
"Mm hm, you used to tell me that," Pete tried his best to look unbothered.
"So you do know" Vegas
"I do" Pete
"Sweet" Vegas
"Every time you lie angel, your heart is beating madly," Vegas's eyes find Pete, staring down at his very soul, "Like now"
Pete backs away as if scorching but the action fuel the tyrant already burning heart.
"Do that again, I dare you," Vegas's tone was so cold that Pete could feel his skin freeze, and just like that, he was root to the spot.
He dare not. He knows. Knows that if he dares to take another step back the ticking bomb will stop and explode.
"Let me ask you again," Vegas closed their distance, his hand caressing Pete's cheek in an attempt to coax, "Who did you meet?"
This time the question was 'meet' and not 'eat'
"I ate alone" Pete
"That doesn't answer my question," Vegas
'Don't say his name, angel' Vegas thought 'You're not saying it'
"You ask as if you know," Pete
"..." Vegas silently answer his question more than his words.
"You do know," Pete's voice came out with self-mockery.
"So you meet with that bastard!" Vegas questions through grit teeth.
"Jacq is your brother!" Pete retorts in a stubborn manner.
"DON'T SAY SAY HIS FUCKING NAME!" Vegas's thunderous roar sends a quiet chill down everyone.
"I make it fucking clear that you're not allowed to associate with that bastard," Vegas, "And you go all the way lying to me just to meet him?"
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Become a tyrant fiancé
Fanfiction"It doesn't matter if he is an angel it's more than enough as long as he rules beside me in HELL." Vegas 'One night after I turn 18 and become a tyrant fiancé.' Pete
