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“Guess who I’m with?!” Chay exclaimed as the camera was on him, showing his excited smile.
Macau appeared behind him, jumping in place, “It’s me!”
“It’s my bestie!”
Both of them were giggling.
“Porchay, get back here!” Kim’s voice was heard off screen.
“Oh shit!”
The camera cut to the living room in the minor family’s home, with Pete, Vegas, and Macau seated on the couch in front of the camera.
Which meant that behind the camera, Chay was on the couch opposite to them, with Kim beside him, no doubt.
“Are you guys ready for a mafia story?” Chay asked, giggling in excitement -Macau mirrored his expression.
Vegas looked like he wanted to murder someone, and Pete looked excited to a certain degree.
“Kim, phone please?”
Shuffling was heard from behind the camera as Kim handed his boyfriend his phone.
“So this one is about college kid who goes to a bar and gets kidnapped by seven mafia men.” Chay explained.
Pete’s expression dropped to that of horror, “ Seven?!”
Macau looked concerned.
Vegas just leaned back with a groan, already regretting this.
“‘He was a troublemaker with a secret past, and I couldn’t help but stare at him, with his ebony hair, and pale skin-’”
“Is he a fucking vampire??” Vegas questioned, looking like he was losing his mind.
Macau looked deep in thought, “I do think making one of them a vampire would be interesting -omg, bestie, we should write our own mafia love story.”
Chay gasped, “We should!”
“Please don’t.” Came Kim’s quiet, distressed voice from the side.
Pete chuckled, “If you two write one, I’ll read it for sure.”
The two youngests cheered.
“‘When his lips met hers, I felt every part of my heart break-’”
“That’s sad.” Pete said, looking quite distressed, leaning forward, actually intrigued with the story.
Macau was also in a similar state, “How dare he?? That’s bullshit.”
Vegas, who was sunken into the couch, blinked several times, “Where the fuck are the mafia characters?? He’s just been going on about his stupid crush on the other dumb college kid.”
Chay giggled at that, “Oh they don’t come in until like chapter five.”
Vegas groaned and the others laughed.
“‘The dangerous looking male had tattoos up his arm, his silky black hair covering his face-’”
“ Silky?! ” Pete questioned. “Why is he so specific with the type of hair?? He just met the man!”
Pete, who was fully immersed in the story, was reaching a high level of distress.
Vegas reached out his arm to comfort Pete, but his boyfriend just slapped his hand away, waving him off, saying, “No no, I need to know what happens next.”
Macau and Vegas were both looking at him in concern.
Chay, “Well, lets continue then-”
“‘The last of the men entered the room, and I felt every part of me still in fear. I was utterly fucked.’ The end.”
“What do you mean the end ?!” Pete questioned almost instantly.
“Let me guess, hasn’t been updated?” Macau asked.
“Yep, this one hasn’t been updated in three months, so who knows, maybe an update soon.”
Pete pouted, “Damn, I really wanted to know how it would end.”
Chay chuckled.
Vegas looked dead inside, “I hated every second of that.”
Comments
Tankhunwatches: I absolutely love watching Vegas and Macau suffer
→Macauwu: thanks cuz, though I didn’t suffer much
→Tankhunwatches: No problemo, tiny chaos child
→ChayChay: hehe, I like watching Vegas suffer too
→Macauwu: Me too, so much
→Tankhunwatches: You like watching Vegas suffer, huh?
→MrLovermanKinn: Khun, you’re not taking Macau in
→Tankhunwatches: …damn
→Macauwu: Thank you anyway I feel so wanted <3
→Tankhunwatches: <3
→ChayChay: That was such a quick turn around omg
→Tankhunwatches: @ChayChay send me the story, I need to read all of it
→ChayChay: Okidoki!
Ken-you-not: We’re next aren’t we?
→ChayChay: Yup :)
→Big-boi: Can I take a leave of absence??
→DaddyChan: I am looking forward to it, Porchay
→Arm-husband1: You are???
→ Pol-husband2: WHy???
→DaddyChan: It seems interesting.
→ChayChay: Yessssss!
“Did you have fun today?” Chay asked Kim whilst they were cuddled on the couch that night. There was soft music playing from the record player nearby; Kim was once again reading as he did at this time, and Chay was cuddled into his side, using his phone.
Kim hummed.
“Good, because you have to go through it again tomorrow.” Chay said, beaming up at his boyfriend -who looked at him right then.
With a quirk of his lips, Kim said, “I’ll gladly go through anything for you, no matter how much I suffer.”
Chay groaned, hiding his face against Kim’s chest, as his boyfriend laughed at his reaction.