Is It Enoguh?

Discovering

Pete released Thomas's arm and the man made himself more comfortable, if that was even possible considering he still had the knife stuck in his hand. Vegas came out from behind the bar and stood next to him, holding the knife, "Let's leave this where it is, just in case, besides, my boyfriend has already released you so we can talk quietly, or do you have a problem?" Thomas grimaced and with a smirk said, "I wouldn't expect anything else from you."

Pete was still in his world, repeating over and over in his head, Vegas called me his boyfriend, that's what we are now, boyfriends, he repeated it to himself so much that he started to blush, Vegas was looking at him intently not knowing what was going on, "Love, are you okay? Why are you blushing?", Pete startled and blushed even more, he looked so handsome with that pink tone on his cheeks, "Nothing...", Vegas frowned, "Babe" Vegas said by way of warning, he wanted to know why his Pete was blushing, he didn't expect the answer he got, but he totally loved it, "It's that.... You said I'm your boyfriend...", at this point even Pete's ears were totally red, and Vegas, Vegas was delighted to know that Pete was like this because of him, "Well, we don't talk about it, but I guess that's what we are, or don't you want to?", he said moving closer to Pete and caressing his cheek, "Of course I want to Vegas, I guess I'm still surprised that you want to be with me after everything... ", and Vegas could only kiss him, "Pete, my sweet Pete, who in their right mind wouldn't want to be your boyfriend, lover or husband? Besides, you didn't do anything wrong, love. It was me who hurt you..." "Vegas," "Shhh my lovely boyfriend", "Vegas!" Pete said, burying his head in Vegas's neck in an embarrassed tone. Vegas let out a chuckled, his Pete was the cutest person in the world. They had shared a lot of things together, and he blushed because he had called him boyfriend, he petted his head saying, "You're too cute for me, my boyfriend," Pete pressed himself closer to Vegas.

At that moment Thomas cleared his throat, "I don't want to interrupt, but you're supposed to be talking with me and not having a couple moment," he couldn't believe them. Vegas gave him a hateful look, and Pete rolled his eyes, "Thanks for breaking up our moment Thomas.... We haven't seen each other for 3 days, and we've had a rough few months because of a breakup that almost separated us for good, sorry for bothering you with our love. I didn't know that besides spying and killing people, it also bothered you to see two people loving each other" he said in an annoyed tone. "Don't worry love, we're going to talk to him, and then we'll have time to continue our conversation," Vegas said kissing Pete on the temple and hugging him, "As for you Thomas, you've threatened and upset my Pete, so we probably won't have a very nice talk."

Thomas grimaced, "You could at least take the knife out of my hand, I'm not going to run away, we have things to clear up." Pete looked at him, with a little sparkle in his eyes, "If it hurts, I can cut off your hand to make it easier for you." Vegas smirked hearing Pete, so sexy, and Thomas went pale... "That won't be necessary, I'm fine like this." Pete rolled his eyes and said with sarcasm, "You're boring, Thomas... So, tell us, what is it you want to share with my Vegas?" Thomas sighed, "I heard he doesn't work for Korn now, I wanted to know if it's true or just a rumour to facilitate an attack", Vegas chuckled, "And you come here, where my Pete works just by chance? Really? Just to check a rumour?" he said raising an eyebrow, "I don't know Pete, but either he has men following me or he has them following you, and I honestly don't know which one I like less, but... Thomas, if you want to get out of here alive, you should start telling the truth and cut the bullshit. You may be used to working with my uncle's men, but I never worked like them, and neither did my Pete". Vegas didn't need to do any more to get a reaction from Thomas, it seems the tone of Vegas and Pete removing the knife to stick it back in his hand was more than enough, although just in case, Pete added, "Oops, sorry Thomas, it turns out my accuracy with the knife isn't very good, and I missed the hole you already had, my apologies...", he said taunting Thomas and said in a whisper, "You're going to regret wanting to keep your hand".