Chay

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Macau and I were going to play basketball with our friends, so we left the manor around 8 am. with some security in tow. As I was heading out, I saw P Vegas, who was on a call, but he looked so pissed.

He did try and give me a smile in response to mine as he left. We spent a  couple of hours on court before separating. I was going back to my condo, and Macau had a date, so he went home to shower first.

I grabbed my suit and got home about 30 minutes later. I hung the suit in the cupboard and went to take a shower. Once done, I came out to make lunch for myself when P Vegas came to mind. I wondered if he had lunch already?

I decided to text him, hoping he would respond despite having an inner voice repeatedly tell me that it was near impossible.

So imagine my surprise when he replied about 30 minutes later saying he hadn't had lunch but was busy at a work meeting. I just left it as such and didn't say anything more. I made myself some pasta and was having it while watching a show. Post it, I worked on some school stuff when P Vegas called me around 7 pm.

"Hey Chay, sorry about earlier. I was busy."

"It's ok, P. I figured, too, though I was hoping to catch you. You ended your day?"

"Yes and no. I'm done for the day, but if anything pops up, I will have to go off. You get it, right?"

"Oddly I do, P. P Porsche is like that all the time, so I have gotten used to it. Just worry about all of your safety, that's all."

"Don't worry. No matter what, neither Kinn nor I will let anything happen to Porsche. We will send him back to you even at the expense of our lives."

I was quiet for a bit. So much so that P Vegas checked if I was still on the line.

"You are important too P. You and P Kinn too. I wouldn't want anything happening to you just because you are saving P Porsche. Can't you look out for yourself too?'

P Vegas was quiet. "He has you and P Kinn to look forward to. I'm sending Macau away so he will be safe. I really don't have anyone here per se to go back to. Macau wouldn't find it easy but I know he has you guys to go back to so I know he's in good hands."

I was quiet for the longest period. For some reason, I was really getting upset that P Vegas completely forgot he has me to go back to, too.

"Then me? Don't you see me as someone to come back to, P Vegas?"

He was silent on the phone. Then he hung up, ending our call just like that. I looked at the phone but didn't say a word, neither calling back too. I turned back to my school work but suddenly it seemed foreign to me.

A few minutes later, I heard someone knocking on my door. I figured it could be P Porsche and went to check through the peephole, surprised to see P Vegas standing there.

I opened the door and there he stood, dressed in a casual polo tee and jeans.
"P..."

"Can I come in?"

I nodded and beckoned him to come in.

"Can I get you a drink?"

"It's ok Chay. I.. I wouldn't stay long. Just came to see you."

"Oh, why P?"

"It's about the call earlier."

I kept quiet, sitting at the table fiddling with my stationery. P Vegas sat next to me, looking at me, placing a hand on my knees.

"I.... I didn't mean to hurt you.. I just..I'm sorry if I said anything wrong."

"You didn't, P. It's all good. I am only P Porsche's brother. Macau's friend. You only see me as such. I don't know why I thought you saw me as more."

"More..? More like?"

"I don't know. A friend? A family member? Just as a person as myself. Not someone else's brother or friend."

"Chay..."

"I know P. I sound stupid. I know."

"No. I meant. I see you as Chay. As an individual too. Which is why all the more I don't think I deserve you as someone in my life. You are really nice. Really wonderful. Really sweet. I'm.. just this guy in the Mafia. I don't deserve new relationships or people of any kind in my life. You... you are too good for me Chay."

I was stunned as I turned to look at P Vegas who turned his own face away. I had briefly caught the tears in his eyes pooling.

"P Vegas..."

"Don't call me like that Chay. I wouldn't be responsible for anything I want to do then."

I kept quiet for a bit.

"P.. P Vegas, please look at me." I uttered softly.

"Damnnit!" I heard him mutter as he turned to me and grabbed my face, pulling me towards him.

His lips hovered over mine a brief second, hesitating but I eased it for him. I covered the gap and kissed him.

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