VegasPete (fanfic) ABOverse

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Vegas' POV

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I looked down at the bandage on my left hand, remembering Pete's expression as he diligently pressed and cleaned my wound, even when he snapped at me to take care of it. He seemed genuinely worried about me.

But how could that be?

"Grandma... I'm so tired,"

The soft murmuring from the bed made me turn to look at Pete, who was curled up. His face still had traces of tears, and his lips were a deep red, perhaps because he had been biting them frequently. The marks I left were clearly visible from his neck down to his thighs.

Honestly, I've never been this intimate with anyone before. But with Pete, once I knew we shared this preference, it's like I couldn't hold myself back.

Yesterday, I teased him until he reached the peak multiple times, until there was nothing left to release. His expression was a mix of joy and torment.

"Grandma... Grandpa..."

His voice murmured again, making me anxious. As I reached out to touch his forehead, I realized it was burning hot.

All I could do was shake my head.

I fetched a fever-reducing patch and some paracetamol.

"Pete, Pete, wake up and take your medicine," I shook him gently. He furrowed his brow but didn't wake up. So, I took the paracetamol myself, followed by some water. The bitterness of the dissolving pill made me act quickly; I kissed him, passing the pill down his throat. It tasted more bitter than before, making me furrow my brow in dissatisfaction.

Suddenly, I had the thought of wiping him down, but why? Where did that thought come from?

Maybe it's because Pete reminds me of my babysitter, the only person who ever showed concern for me. But he hasn't been with me for long. Dad probably wants my life to be as miserable as possible because I didn't live up to his expectations.

Damn, I can't think straight.

Someone who constantly plans like me, who schemes and deceives business partners and the main family, now faced with someone lying in bed, I don't know what to do with him. Normally, if someone dared to invade my secrets in my room, I'd torment and get rid of them. But now, why should I do that? I don't want him to die yet.

But with Pete in this room, who has foolishly earned the trust of the main family and gained access to various secrets of the minor families, I can't just let him go like that.

I'll just keep him here like this, as mine.

I drop the thought about Pete and then prepare myself to report what happened to Dad. So many things have gone wrong lately. I don't want to think about what Dad will do to me this time.

I will never get used to those he did to me.

Especially, now pa has a new girl and she's pregnant with pa's child. He'll probably pour all his hopes of love onto her immediately, while I, who have never been in his favour, no matter how well I do, never seem to be valued.

As expected, I got scolded, even though I didn't do anything wrong. He probably wants to cut me off from being his son altogether if he could. Sometimes I can't help but wonder if mom died because she couldn't bear pa anymore. Maybe it wasn't about the main family issue, but if it were like that, mom should have taken me and Macau with her...

The simmering anger was too much to handle. When I was separated from the bodyguards who caught me, I just returned to my room.

Fuck this!!!