#but thinking about the safehouse I remembered that Vegas was also trapped in there with Pete

[braceletofteeth]

“Is this how you we are supposed to be living?”

(insp.)

[bitacrytic]

Bitaaaaa all this talk of vegaspete and I am missing your fics! Please please would you consider writing for them again? Also what is it that ticks you about vegaspete ( I mean ticks you the right way).

this ask is a trap. this ask is asking me to expose all the inner workings of my devolved brain. even aware as I am, will i ignore this trap?

no. no, i will not.

my first experience with romance fiction were M&B's when I was a teenager and at the time I didn't understand why it was so interesting to watch a woman be taken in by a man who was mean to her, as she was (in one way or another) forced to bare her nakedness to him, or sleep with him against her will, in order to gain protection or money or a ranch, or some other super important thing in the story. and yet, over and over again, I ate that shit up.

yeah, that's the same itch that vegaspete scratches for me. the powerlessness of pete, his inability to leave. I can't explain how that scene in the dungeon scraped my soul because when vegas had his hand around pete's neck while talking to pete's grandmother and pete was weeping silently, I WAS ON CLOUD NINE.

i loved how quickly vegas got attached to pete. i love that he went from saying "let me play with you like a toy," to thinking, "let me make you spicy noodles."

i loved that even though vegas got attached (and even though pete got attached too) vegas never took it for granted that pete had fallen for him. pete kept his back straight. even when he was afraid. and because of how pete didn't fawn over vegas, vegas couldn't just sit back and pat himself saying that pete was his. because pete wasn't. pete may have fallen in love with vegas but he wasn't wearing rose colored glassed. pete was as honest as ever. almost like he was sitting between giving up on living, or believing that vegas was never truly going to kill him.

either way, pete was never totally scared of vegas. not in the way vegas wanted him to be.

did i mention that i loved that pete couldn't leave?

especially when the relationship became sexual. yeah, I know it's weird but for characters like pete, it's easy to succumb to "the dark side" (in this case, fall for the villain) if you're doing it against your will. pete fought vegas because vegas was the enemy. he was allowed to serve vegas as a guard, but letting vegas touch him intimately? liking any of it? that was a betrayal to the first family and pete knew it.

which was why it was incredibly comforting to have vegas do all that when pete couldn't resist.

if we'll remember, vegas already grabbed pete's but in public. But it was different then. why? because pete could move away. and pete did move away. now, we don't know if he liked it, we just know that it was WIERD and he was so shook about it that he forgot to do his job.

but in the dungeon, in the safehouse? he was exposed to vegas for a prolonged period of time when he got to see vegas in a different light. and this time, whether or not he wanted to, pete had no choice but to develop feelings for his captor.

even thought pete was very aware of just how wrong all of it was.