The Bandana Lovers

Shy In Your Whispering Spell

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( Dreams, flashbacks , inner thoughts will be in Bold italics)
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"I did an uncountable sparring session with you but never saw you so distracted." Amonsak said while practicing with Vegas who looked often lost and smiling.

"Because there was nothing there to distract me"

"Unlike now?"

Vegas tried to avoid the question but Amonsak was a master in prying.

"Shut Up Amon."

" If you want me to shut up then tell me."

Vegas laid down on the grass and looked at the sky recalling the early morning. He almost chuckled from his memories.

As the sun started throwing its light inside the room, Vegas woke up feeling it on his face. Rubbing his eyes from one hand and trying to wake up he felt his other hand was numb. On tilting his head he was blessed with a sweet view of the day. Pete was sleeping with his head on Vegas's arms. Vegas carefully removed his hand placing a pillow under Pete's head. He laid down again and propped up on his elbow looking at this divine man. Pete's beauty could make anyone smile though Vegas wanted to be the only witness of it. The stubborn hairs that always fall on Pete's face , Vegas wanted no one else to see how intriguing Pete looked in that. Like a daily ritual Vegas removed them and tugged them behind Pete's ears, finally being able to see his pink cheeks. He touched them with his thumb and could feel the dryness there. It was all because of the tears he probably cried in the last two days. Vegas regretted that he became one of the reasons for it. But he promised to himself that now he won't let anyone play with his mind. Whatever changes he was experiencing with Pete being in his life, they were his and so the choice will be his on how he should react to it. He knew he was happy. Everytime Pete was there with him, he wanted that time to freeze. He had never felt that human in a long time. Yes it was not what he expected but it was happening and fighting it was tiresome. It was tiresome because the moment he would decide to not go near Pete, the same moment he would start getting restless to see him. As soon as he would say something to hurt him, the very moment he would look for ways through which he could make him smile again. Pete, his comfort, his smile, his happiness and to give him a respectable life and acceptance was all Vegas wanted to do. He knew his heart had dragged him from not wanting this marriage to now wanting to live it with Pete. Why? What is the meaning behind it? He had those dilemmas but when he closed his eyes to see what he wanted all he could see was Pete standing on the terrace in his red dress , flaring his hair and smiling at Vegas. And Vegas wanted to go to him. He always followed his mind but for the first time he wanted to follow his heart. There was a sweet pleasure he felt in doing that and he wanted to live this happy time.

As Saksit told him once, "Vegas you don't need to run away from happiness because every kind of happiness comes with a limited time period in our life so when it comes, you must live it, that is also your duty towards yourself."

Vegas's chain of thoughts broke when Pete yawned and stretched, finally turning his sore body completely towards Vegas and throwing his hand on him, hugging him tightly and rubbing his forehead on Vegas's chest. Vegas could only thank the almighty that yesterday he slept with the jacket on , otherwise Pete would easily be able to tickle him. He smiled and closed his eyes in ecstasy when Pete's warm breaths touched his collarbone.

"Pete, wake up." He whispered and Pete opened his eyes while almost whining.

"Umm, why is it already morning" saying that he opened his eyes and Vegas was right in front of his face looking at him with the most charming smile ever. His eyes looked blue and deep like an ocean. They had all the power to make Pete drown. Pete tried a lot but could not stop himself from moving his eyes towards Vegas's lips. And to increase his already racing heartbeat, Vegas had just licked them. Pete got nervous. It could have been his illusion but he felt like those lips were trying to reach his.