Mission Surrender-VegasPete

11. The Injury

"So you're awake now?" Vegas sounded so sarcastic

My head is pounding so hard it's like someone's hammering on it. I heard Vegas talk. What is he saying?

"Vegas, where am I?" Damn, why do I feel so confused? Vegas was sitting on a chair beside the bed with a small towel in his hand. He must have been wiping me with a towel because I got so drunk.

"Where do you want to be?" Vegas asks seriously. I look around and I'm definitely in the room I moved to. The one beside mine and Vegas'. What is the matter? Is something wrong? Is he still mad at me for hitting his balls?

"Pete, do you have any idea how scared I was? I almost died because of worrying. Aren't you trained to be less gullible, Pete? Come on!" I have no idea what he's talking about.

"Vegas, what time is it?" I still don't understand what's been going on. Fuck, is it about his balls being hit in the elevator? probably not.

"What happened, Vegas?"

"You got kidnapped, you idiot!" He snapped at me.

I did? What? Who would kidnap me except Vegas?

Ooh I get it now. This must be some kind of foreplay after he made me leave the bar. He must be asking why I came with the bodyguards so easily. Well, it's because no one else would take me except for him.

Ahhh he's going with this kind of punishment first before interrogating me. I see, I SEE. I understand.

Oh I have to admit this is kind of hot.

"Really? I tried to act confused

"What's wrong with you, don't you remember?" Vegas' acting is really good. Wow. I never thought I'd be doing this but I guess here we are.

" Oh, I forget about everything when I'm with you, Khun Vegas" wait, is that line good? I am cringing at my own cheeziness. I wonder if I look okay while saying that. I must look like a wet sea lion right now because of the alcohol. Shit, how am I going to act seductive while looking like a wet seal?

"Pete, are you still drunk?" Vegas looked confused and honestly, I am too.

I feel embarassed to be honest but he looks really good being serious like he is now. I don't know what I'm doing but the shame I feel is slowly fading. Is this what they call liquid courage?

"Yes, I'm drunk...on you" I breathed out the words as I try to bat my eyelashes at him. Wow, my head and my eyes hurt. I feel it more when I try to act cute.

"Pete..." he said, so low in volume I almost couldn't hear it.

"Yes, Khun Vegas? How can I be of service?" I bite my lip as I stand and struggle to walk in a straight line towards him.

"Pete, my body hurts. Help me get up" Wow, Vegas that's so weird but it's a good excuse for skinship. I blushed when he put his arm around my shoulder to support himself to stand from the chair. He's really into this! I am too!

As we stand up, I act like I was guiding him to the bed while he pretended to limp and I act on my impulses to do something crazy.

"Arrgh! Vegas groans as I throw him on the bed. He's a really good actor! He really looks like he's in pain.

"Oh, sorry Khun Vegas. Did I throw you too hard? Tell me, where does it hurt?" He keeps looking at me with parted lips. I took the opportunity to give him a quick peck on the lips.

"Pete..." he said my name again.

"Awww" he whimpered again when I barely even moved. So he likes hurting people and pretending to be hurt too? How cunning.