VegasPete- Be Honest with Me
Looks can be deceiving.
I mean who would have thought Vegas Theerapanyakul who looks as if he eats stones and nails for breakfast and hates birds and rainbows just because they weren't themed "black" by God could have it in him to love someone who is not blood, someone who he doesn't know really well, someone who doesn't even look at him with any emotion, let alone fondness.
(Love should be thrown out the window)
Pete came to the Theerapanyakul family 6 months ago and Vegas couldn't find the remote that could fix his brain which short-circuited and stopped working ever since he bumped into him.
But Pete wasn't exactly what anyone would think he is. Pete wasn't fond of being judged or even liked for his looks. Pete didn't need help. He wasn't looking for a hand to hold. He wasn't weak. He didn't believe in love.
The last bit was something Vegas didn't know. And he so wished that he did.
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The story is still in progress. Current word count- 7000-10000
[Trigger Warnings- This story contains mature sexual content, mentions of violence, kidnapping, and suicide]
