Fics like take a bottle, shake it up

Pete must be getting complacent, because it takes him a few weeks to find the drugs. He usually goes straight to the first aid kit in their room, not the bathroom cabinet. Maybe Vegas counted on that. Or maybe it’s just what’s normal, for Theerapanyakuls. Probably they all keep the incapacitating sedatives in the bathroom drawer next to the gauze and the antiseptic and the leftover painkillers from the hospital. Maybe Pete’s not the best judge of normal. A normal person might ask what exactly are you going to tell Macau if he goes looking for an aspirin? Pete? He swallows hard, and reminds himself how fucked up Porsche had been when they found him, and tries not to remember how giggly and handsy he’d been later on. Getting out of the car, clinging around Kinn’s neck, hands everywhere while Pete averted his eyes politely. It had been a completely fucked thing to do. Porsche didn’t want it, not really. Porsche probably doesn’t want a lot of the things that Pete’s brain and gut and dick are extremely interested in. or: In which there is weird domesticity, and Vegas is surprisingly cheerful about getting a taste of his own medicine

Fics like take a bottle, shake it up

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