Fate's Reunion

special chapter

Pete's concern weighed heavily on his mind as he approached Jin, who was absorbed in his laptop. "What kind of mission did Vegas go on?" Pete inquired anxiously. "Why didn't he tell me? Is it dangerous? He'll be okay, right?"

Jin glanced up from his screen, offering Pete a reassuring smile. "Oh, Pete, it's nothing big," he replied casually, his fingers still dancing across the keyboard. "He goes on these missions from time to time, and don't worry, he's not going to die."

Pete muttered to himself, shaking his head at the apparent nonchalance with which death was discussed. He settled beside Jin, curiosity piqued by the activity on Jin's laptop.

"What are you doing, by the way?" Pete asked, leaning in to get a better look. "Aren't you worried about them?"

Jin chuckled softly, turning the screen toward Pete to reveal a map of something that Pete couldn't quite make sense of. "I'm helping them here," Jin explained, gesturing at the intricate display of coordinates and markers on the map.

Pete pouted, feeling a mixture of frustration and curiosity. "Even this mafia work is tough," he muttered under his breath. "I don't understand what y'all are always doing."

Jin raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh, you want to learn something about our work, huh?" he teased.

Pete shook his head vehemently. "No way. I am not getting involved in bad work," he quickly replied, his tone firm.

Jin couldn't help but chuckle at Pete's response. "It's funny coming from one of the biggest mafia leader's boyfriends," he remarked, his amusement evident in his tone.

As the sounds of a car echoed outside, Pete's heart skipped a beat with anticipation. "Vegas is here?" he asked eagerly.

"Yeah," Jin confirmed with a nod, a knowing smile playing on his lips as he watched Pete's excitement.

Without wasting a moment, Pete dashed out to see Vegas, his longing for him palpable in the air. It had been almost two days since he last saw Vegas, and each moment had felt like an eternity with him away on his mission.

As Vegas stepped out of his car, Pete couldn't contain his excitement any longer. "Vegas!" he almost screamed, his face lighting up with joy as he practically leaped into Vegas's arms.

Vegas was taken aback for a moment, but then a warm smile spread across his face as he returned Pete's embrace. "You missed me this much?" Vegas asked, his voice filled with affection.

Pete didn't answer with words. Instead, he tightened his hold on Vegas, reveling in the comfort of his embrace after days of separation.

The sight of their boss openly displaying affection caught the guards and onlookers off guard. They were accustomed to seeing Vegas maintain a cold and distant demeanor, but now, witnessing this tender moment between him and Pete, they couldn't help but feel a sense of surprise and perhaps even a hint of admiration for the softer side of their boss.

Macau's tired voice cut through the moment, pulling the guards back to their duties. "Everyone, get back to work. Leave them to whatever they want to do here," he instructed wearily, shaking his head at the scene before him.

Pete and Vegas remained wrapped in each other's arms, oblivious to the world around them. "We missed out on all this in our younger years," Pete remarked wistfully, his voice muffled against Vegas's shoulder.

Macau couldn't help but shake his head in disbelief at the sight before him. Despite being the younger one, he couldn't quite comprehend the extent of their affection. But as he watched Pete and Vegas, he couldn't deny the undeniable bond that existed between them, transcending age and circumstance.

With Pete clinging to him like a koala, Vegas hoisted him up effortlessly, a fond smile gracing his lips as he carried him towards their room. Pete nestled comfortably against him, feeling a sense of contentment wash over him in Vegas's embrace.

As they walked, Pete buried his face in the crook of Vegas's neck, breathing in his familiar scent and reveling in the warmth of their closeness. Despite the chaos of their world, in this moment, all that mattered was the two of them, together in their own private sanctuary.

"I missed you so much," Vegas murmured softly, placing Pete gently on the bed before hovering over him, his hands deftly removing Pete's shirt.

Pete's concern broke through the haze of longing as he watched Vegas with furrowed brows. "Wait, Vegas, aren't you tired?" he asked, his worry evident in his voice.

Vegas paused for a moment, his gaze meeting Pete's with a tender smile. "I had enough rest in the car," he replied, leaning in to kiss Pete, whose resistance melted away at the touch of Vegas's lips.

With a surge of desire, Pete's hands moved swiftly to unbutton Vegas's shirt, eager to feel the warmth of his skin beneath his fingertips. As the fabric fell away, revealing the contours of Vegas's chest, Pete's heart raced with anticipation.

Without hesitation, Pete shifted their positions, straddling Vegas as he leaned down to capture his lips in a passionate kiss. The weight of Pete's body pressing against him only fueled Vegas's own desire, igniting a fire that burned hot between them. Lost in the intensity of their connection, they surrendered to the intoxicating embrace, their love transcending all else in that moment of shared passion.

"Are you going to ride me"? Vegas asks, holding pete slim waist where Pete replies him with a nod.

"Let me reward you baby".Pete says with a smile while looking at vegas whose eyes were full of lust for him, only for him.