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Vegas' hair smelled like the earth – the night they were together in the safe house's garden. Like the perfume Vegas always put on – so rich and musky, Pete could almost feel it inside his chest. Like their first time – both of their scents intertwined and the soft caress Vegas' hair left on Pete's skin when the other was kissing him. Vegas' hair smelled like dreams, tears, and smiles.
But second after second all these soothing smells were washed away by that of the blood. Smeared all over Pete's face. Burning their future into oblivion.Or;
After Vegas wakes up Pete is having constant, agonizing dreams about him not making it and spends most of his nights barely sleeping. Vegas knows there's something wrong with him. He assumes it's his fault, so he tries to be the best boyfriend ever, which only makes Pete even more scared of losing him.
A VP fic equilibrating between nightmare and daydream.Updates everyday (means everyday!)