☯Tied Up☯ || Vegaspete || AU✴

✡Disappearance ✡

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"Haa"

A long sigh was heard from the end of the dark hallway. Not a long while after a slim figure stepped under the bright side of the hall, his clear skin shining under the bright sunlight.

"It's too hot today," Pete thought. He covered his eyes with the palm of his hands waddling with quick steps towards Porsche's room. 

Porsche, on the other hand, was not in his room as usual. After they both officially confessed their feelings to Mr Korn they now spend almost every minute with each other.

"Just like I thought he's with Mr Kinn." Pete sighed once more, closing Porsche's door. He stood in front of the door not letting go of the handle for a while. His mind wandered off to some other person all of a sudden.

"He would wake me up at this hour, usually..." his eyes teared up gripping the handle tighter. Pete closed his eyes calming down for a minute. He took a deep breath finally letting go of the doorknob. Without taking another minute he dashed away downstairs.

***

"Ayy Pete, let's watch a movie I found–" Tankhun suddenly stopped midsentence, after he saw the look on Pete's face.

"What happened Pete?"

"Huh– Oh nothing Mr Khun everything is fine..."

".... Come on Pete. You can't hide things from me."

Tankhun held Pete's arm, squeezing it slightly to reassure him. Pete closed his eyes and slightly moved away from Tankhun's grip.

"Pete, I know that good for nothing Vegas did something to you..."

"NO- Mr Khun–"

"It's great that he disappeared finally we can take a break from his stupid games."

Pete suddenly paled, and without noticing he grasped Tankhun's arm. Thankhun flinched in pain, trying his best to get out of his grip. But Pete was not the head bodyguard for nothing.

"He disappeared?? What if something happened?" Pete thought of so many scenarios in a few seconds. What if they secretly found him and killed him? What if he got shot when he was away? But why did he care so much? Pete hates Vegas with his whole existence so it shouldn't matter if he dies or not right?

"Oii Pete! Let go of me for a second will you now? Why do you care if he dies or not?!" Thankhun pushed away Pete's hand. Pete took his time to get himself together. He remembered that no one knows what happened between him and Vegas. He should learn about this matter without making the main family suspicious.

"Yes, Mr Khun you're right. It's better if he just..." Pete gulped down and averted his eyes from Thankhun who was staring through his soul. 

"If he just... dies"

***

"Kinn, don't you think Pete is acting weird lately?"

"Huh? I don't think so."

"No definitely something wrong...He's been weird since he came back from home. And all those bruises...No matters how much I asked him he-"

"Porsche, maybe he can't tell us."

Porche raised his head from Kinn's chest. They stared at each other for a while. Porche raised his brows, his eyes drifted to the side like he was slowly realising something. Kinn kept looking at him while waiting for him to put the pieces together.

"So you're saying... "

"Yes, I believe so."

"But there's no trace of Vegas anywhere."

"Yes, that's quite weird. Anything might have happened. Vegas never disappeared like this before."

'"Mr Kinn!"

A sudden knock on the door took both of their attention. Porche got up from Kinn's chest and sat beside him on the couch. The door swung open Arm entered the room hurriedly. He was out of breath, obvious that he ran to Kinn's room. 

"Arm, what happened?" 

"Mr Kinn, we got track of a corpse. If the information we got is true, the body might belong to..."

"...Mr Vegas"