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Under the Cover of Eros

YOI Phantom Thief AU

Chapter 25 - Cold Reality

-Last Night in the club-

Looking uncomfortable and completely out of place amidst the exuberant atmosphere of the club, Seung Gil was seated at the bar, drinking a beer. He glared at the people around him. He couldn't understand why people danced, he couldn't comprehend the notion of gyrating against a total stranger. Seung Gil had over heard JJ talking about this night club and decided that getting out of the mansion would probably do him some good. Clearly, JJ had no taste, because Seung Gil felt that this garbage heap was atrocious and had no redeeming qualities. He even had to slip the bouncer a ridiculous amount of money to be allowed admittance, what a waste.

"What can I get you beautiful?" Came the scratchy voice of the overly friendly bartender, Seung Gil rolled his eyes. Cleary the man was flirting with whoever had just approached his watering hole.

"I'll have a pint of whatever's on draft," was the instant reply from a sweet sounding voice next to Seung Gil's right ear. He sat his own beer down and glanced to his side.

"Hi there," Phichit winked at Seung Gil as he thanked the bartender and paid for his drink. "Is this seat taken?" He asked with a coy smile while pointing down at the stool next to Seung Gil.

Seung Gil's mouth fell open and he momentary forgot how to speak. There wouldn't be enough words in the over fifteen languages that he spoke to accurately describe the man before him anyways. He shook his head and the gorgeous man sat down beside him with a large grin on his flawless face.

"Thanks, I'm Phichit by the way," Phichit smiled and his perfect bright white teeth shined in sharp contrast to his tan skin. He finally was up close to the man that he had been basically eye fucking all night. The brooding dark haired stranger was even cuter than he originally thought. When the other man only stared at him slack jawed, Phichit giggled. "And you are?" He inclined his head towards the other man and waited for his reply.

"Umm Lee," Seung Gil choked out at last. He had traveled the globe, met thousands of people, but he had never encountered anyone as beautiful as this Phichit in his entire life!

When Seung Gil finally spoke, Phichit gave him a huge toothy grin. "Nice to meet you Lee!"

They sat at the bar and got to know one another over a few drinks and slowly Seung Gil had found his voice and regained the ability to use it. He even told a few deadpan jokes, which Phichit laughed happily over. The conversation mostly revolved around Phichit, with Seung Gil not contributing much about himself.

"So what bring you to New York Lee?" Phichit asked. Through the course of their conversation he had inclined his body towards the other man and crossed his legs. Phichit decided it was time to take the first step. Slowly he pivoted his crisp white shoe to run it up and down Seung Gil's shin while maintaining eye contact with a devilish smirk.

Seung Gil gulped when he felt Phichit rubbing his foot against his leg. He wasn't used to people touching him, unless they wanted to die! "Umm business, I'm here on business," he stated flatly. He had been reluctant to share much about himself to the gorgeous and personable man.

"Oh?" Phichit perked up. "What do you do for a living?" Finally he had cracked through a barrier and he was determined to plow ahead.

"Oh it's ahh pretty boring," Seung Gil staled, "it's mostly just contract work, a little of this, a little of that you know?" He decided that he would try to keep his response as vague as possible. Seung Gil had noticed that Phichit was very open about himself, so he decided to turn the conversation back around. Besides, he loved to listen to Phichit talk, it was so fluid and musical. "What do you do for a living?"

"Oh! I own a small café over in the East Village. You should stop by sometime, I'll make you something really special," Phichit winked with another smirk playing at his lips. If Lee were to get the hint, he would be willing to make the man something really special tonight too, in his bed! He noticed how Lee's thick eyebrows quirked at that comment with interest.

"Oh I'd love to," Seung Gil smiled. He actually smiled! He can't remember the last time that he smiled at a person. Sure, he smiled with Bokshil all the time, but that was different. This angelic man with his side parted silky black hair, tanned skin, and deep gray eyes made him smile. Even in the darkened corner of the club where the bar was located, Seung Gil could make out the toned body that Phichit had under that see through shirt thing he was wearing. Suddenly Seung Gil's heart began to race and he started to have thoughts that he hadn't had in quite a while.

Phichit could see several conflicting emotions playing out in Lee's eyes. He was overjoyed that he had finally made the man smile, but now Lee looked almost confused. Phichit didn't like that, maybe he should just come right out and make his intentions clear. He leaned over and placed a hand on Lee's upper thigh. "You know you're totally my type?" He whispered near Lee's face with a smoldering look.

When he felt his thigh being touched, Seung Gil's gut reaction was to reach into his back pocket for his knife! Luckily he locked his eyes on Phichit's face instead and merely flinched. "I umm am?" He stuttered. Seung Gil had never been told that before and he was having a hard time believing that this sexy man would find him attractive in anyway.

"Oh yeah, dark, brooding, mysterious, strong," Phichit reached his other hand up and squeezed Lee's muscular bicep for emphasis. "I saw you the second you walked into the club and I haven't taken my eyes off you since," he leaned up to whisper hotly into Lee's ear. "I'm gonna make this really clear for you ok?" He asked and received a curt nod in response. "If you want me, all you have to do is follow me out of this club and come back to my place," Phichit purred as he licked Lee's earlobe tantalizingly.

Was this really happening? Seung Gil felt a bone deep desire filling him up. "Oook," he squeaked out.

"Mmm, good," Phichit sighed and sat back up straight on his stool. He reached out and grabbed his drink. "Well then, let's get out of here," he laughed, swallowed the rest of his beer in one gulp, and slammed the glass down on the bar. Phichit stood up, took a few steps and then spun around when he noticed that he was alone. "You comin' sugar?" He shot seductively over his shoulder as he jutted his hip out slightly.

Seung Gil swallowed hard, nodded, and got to his feet, almost knocking over the stool in the process. "Yes," he said and trailed after Phichit's retreating form. Concerned that he would loose the man in the crowd, Seung Gil reached out and took Phichit's hand. When the other man stopped and turned to look at him with a raised eyebrow, Seung Gil hurried to explained. "I ahh didn't want to get separated!"

Phichit grinned at that. "Oh baby, I'm not going anywhere without you, come on," Phichit squeezed Lee's hand and lead him towards the door.

….

"What were you thinking?" JJ shrieked across the foyer as Seung Gil walked in wearing the same shabby black shirt from yesterday.

"Not so loud, so early in the morning," Seung Gil grumbled as he shuffled past JJ and slumped down into an arm chair in the nearby parlor. He sighed and put his feet up on a coffee table. His head was pounding, his back was sore, but he was satisfied in a way he hadn't been in years.

"You are on Interpol's most wanted list and you decided to just stroll into one of the busiest night clubs in the city?" JJ screamed with exaggerated arm movements to emphasis his disgust. "Without even bothering to hide your appearance?" He huffed.

That peaked Seung Gil's interest and he sat up straight in the chair. "Were you spying on me again?" He glared menacingly while clutching the arm of the chair tightly.

JJ gulped and took an unconscious step backwards. "Of . . . of course nnnot. I have very influential friends all over the city and one of them contacted me last night when they happened to see you at the club," he babbled in a vain attempt to cover his tracks. Actually he had asked Georgi to follow the assassin and see what he was up to.

Seung Gil narrowed his and evaluated his obnoxious employer carefully. The man was shaking like a leaf and sweat was forming on his brow. JJ should consider himself very lucky that though exhausted, Seung Gil was in one of the best moods of his life. "I hope that you weren't spying on me Mr. Leroy, I believe I already explained what would happen if you did," he growled and leaned back into a more relaxed position in the chair. He closed his eyes, but could hear JJ let out a heavy sigh.

"I was just ahh concerned about your well being, I didn't want you to get caught," JJ mumbled pathetically. When Seung Gil had glared at him, JJ was afraid that his heart was going to stop. The term 'if looks could kill' came to mind and he was eternally grateful that he hadn't told Seung Gil the truth. It was likely that the assassin would make good on his threat and murder both himself and Georgi for having gone along with it.

"I can take care of myself," Seung Gil replied without opening his eyes. Visions of Phichit danced through his mind and he was quite content to keep seeing the gorgeous Thai frolicking naked there. Last night was . . . Seung Gil didn't even know how to comprehend what last night was. It had been far too long since he had shared himself with someone, anyone, and Phichit was incredible. Seung Gil still couldn't believe how vibrant and full of life the Thai man was, or why Phichit was interested in him in the first place.

"But what if someone were to recognize you?" JJ asked hesitantly. Deep down he knew that he should just shut up and leave the bloodthirsty killer be, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it.

"Well first off," Seung Gil huffed and got to his feet, "no one has a very good picture of me." He sauntered over to JJ and got right into his personal space. "And secondly, if anyone would have recognized me, they wouldn't be alive long enough to tell anyone about it," he sneered and enjoyed the way that JJ shrank back and out of his way.

"I . . . umm . . . well . . I-"

"Now, I'm going to bed," Seung Gil yawned and meandered towards the hallway and in the direction of his quarters. He hoped that when he finally laid down he would be able to see Phichit's flawless tanned skin and bright smile again in his dreams.

….

[YUUuuuUUUuuu-chan!]

[Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuurrrrriiiiiiiiiii]

[ . . . . .]

[you must be awake by now! it's like almost noon!]

[damn it Yuuri you better respond or I'll burn your manga collection]

[I'll do it]

[. . . don't make me . . . ]

{STOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOP!}

[oh good morning Yuu ^^]

{Phi I swear to god if you burned my manga}

[It's fine chill out =P ]

{good -.- }

{what's up? did you make it home ok last night?}

[yup ^_^ but I wasn't alone!]

{oh? was it that guy you had your eye on over by the bar the second we walked in?}

[ ^.~ yuuuuuuuuuuuup! ]

{well . . . good}

{ . . . and?}

[and he was amazing Yuuri! once he warmed up to me he was a total animal!]

{e_e }

[what?]

{you ok? safe and all that?}

[why Yuuri Katsuki are you concerned for me?]

{of course I am Phi!}

[lol yeah safe and all that =P ]

[not like you have any room to talk tho!]

{ O.o PHI!}

[what? you told me yourself that you and that Russian dreamboat of yours have not been s-a-f-e! dirty barebackin' boy!]

{that's . . . different . . .}

[ok ok whatever I don't want to get into a discussion on safe sex!]

[anyways his name is Lee and he is in town on business and he was all shy at first, but then I got him to loosen up and we came back here and well ^.~]

{I'm happy that you are happy . . . just please be careful Phichit}

[oh please e_e it's not like I invited an axe murder into our home! I just picked up a cute boy at the club]

{ok ok, I'll be home in a bit}

[k ^^ see you later!]

{later}

….

Yuuri placed his phone down on the coffee table and pivoted on the sofa to face Viktor. "Sorry that was Phichit, evidentially he hooked up with that guy he had his eye on last night," Yuuri sighed. He knew that Phichit hadn't 'gotten any' in a while, but the idea of one night stands never sat well with him, too risky.

"Oh?" Viktor wiggled his eyebrows. After he had finished rehashing the details surrounding last nights events, he and Yuuri had taken their breakfast out into the living room. He picked up a piece of melon and leaned towards his boyfriend.

Yuuri rolled his eyes and opened his mouth so that Viktor could continue to feed him fruit. After he swallowed the piece of honey dew, he shrugged. "I just worry about him, what if the guy was dangerous? What if he was a serial killer?" Yuuri added in a panic.

"Well if Phichit is texting you, he must still be alive right?" Viktor attempted to hold back a laugh. Phichit was a grown ass man and Viktor was sure that the feisty Thai could handle himself just fine. He did however find it totally adorable that Yuuri was worried about Phichit.

"Yeah," Yuuri sighed as more fruit was placed in his mouth.

"Solnyshko, if you want or need to go back home, I understand," Viktor smiled and placed the fork and bowl down on the table. He put his finger under Yuuri's chin and pulled his boyfriend's head up gently to face him. "Go home love, check on your brother, but call me later ok?"

"I'm sorry, it's so silly, it's not like he is a kid or anything," Yuuri mumbled. He knew that Phichit was probably fine, but Yuuri just had to make sure. If he didn't go home, then he would just be worrying about it all day.

Viktor smiled warmly and then pecked Yuuri swiftly on the lips. "I said it's fine, really, I understand." And he did understand. He knew that Yuuri and Phichit shared a special, beautiful bond. Even though the two men were not blood related, they were true brothers in every sense of the word. "Will you join me for dinner though? I have to work tomorrow, but I'd love to have you spend the night again," Viktor winked.

Yuuri blushed, he couldn't help it, Viktor just had that effect on him. After everything that Viktor had told him about last night, a small innuendo should be nothing, but here he was blushing like a teenager. "Umm yeah, I'd umm like that too," he smiled sheepishly.

Viktor flashed his heart shaped smile at Yuuri, "good!" He exclaimed as he slapped his own knees and stood up. "And if you're ok with it, feel free to bring some things over here with you tonight."

"Things?" Yuuri asked as he stood up to help Viktor clean up their breakfast.

"Yeah like a toothbrush, deodorant, some clothes," he shrugged and picked up a bowl to take to the sink. "Things like that," he said as simply as though he was commenting on the weather.

Yuuri stared at the back of his boyfriend's head is disbelief. He had just invited Yuuri to bring some of his own things into Viktor's home. Yuuri had never done that before! It was so personal and trusting. He rushed forwards and wrapped his arms around Viktor to hug the taller man from behind. "Do you really mean it?" Yuuri asked as he fought back some happy tears.

Viktor grinned and placed his free hand over Yuuri's wrist. "Absolutely solnyshko," he said softly as he pulled one of Yuuri's hands up to kiss the back of it.

"Thank you," Yuuri mumbled into Viktor's sweater. "That means a lot to me, just . . . thank you Vitya." He nuzzled his face into the soft fabric and breathed in Viktor's scent. Yuuri never wanted to let go, he never wanted to loose Viktor. He and the Love Gang had another heist all planned out and the notice was going to be delivered tomorrow, but Yuuri decided right then that it would be the last time. The last one. He didn't know how he would break the news to the guys, but Yuuri knew that it was time. He would hang up his Eros costume and go back to being just Yuuri. He couldn't bear the thought of Viktor finding out and leaving him, so he had to stop!

"I love you Yuuri, if you lived alone, I would ask you just to move in," Viktor chortled. He had been thinking about it recently, they were together all the time anyways, and it just felt right somehow. Viktor sensed Yuuri flinching behind him, and sighed. "Sorry, maybe I shouldn't have said that, but it's true all the same."

"No, it's," Yuuri paused and gathered his thoughts, he hadn't been expecting Viktor to say that and it caught him completely off guard. "Sorry, I just . . . we've only been together for-"

"I know," Viktor laughed at himself and cut Yuuri off. "I know, we haven't been together that long and it's ridiculous to move so fast, but I just wanted you to know that was what I was thinking!" Viktor placed the bowl down on the counter in front of him and turned in Yuuri's arms to face the smaller man. He cupped both of Yuuri's cheeks and pulled his boyfriend up into a deep kiss.

Yuuri relaxed into Viktor's kiss and slid his own hands up Viktor's back, pulling the Russian closer. First Viktor suggested Yuuri should leave a few things here and now he basically asked him to move in. Yuuri's head was spinning from both the kiss and Viktor's comments. When Viktor pulled back, Yuuri let his own head fall to cradle in Viktor's neck.

"I love you too Vitya, I've never lived with anyone except Phichit though," Yuuri admitted. He had been living with Phichit for going on eighteen years now. What would it even be like to live with someone else? He didn't know, but the idea of it took hold and spread like wildfire through his brain. Visions of Viktor and Yuuri being thoroughly domestic together flooded his mind, and he loved what he saw. "But I umm really like the sound of it," he added quietly.

"Really?" Viktor asked, astonished that Yuuri would even consider it let alone be interested. He stroked Yuuri's silky raven locks and sighed happily.

"Yeah, but maybe give me some time to think about it?" Yuuri uttered into the crook of Viktor's neck. He would have a lot to think about in the days to come evidentially.

"Of course my love, take all the time you need!" Viktor practically sang he was so overjoyed. "I'll have to talk to Yura about it too," he added as an after thought.

Yuuri was thankful that Viktor couldn't see his face, because his eyes went wide and his jaw slackened. He hadn't thought about Yura! Would his disgruntle student allow Yuuri to not actually tell Viktor about Eros if he promised to quit? He didn't know, but suddenly he felt like he was going to be sick. And just like that the happy bubble that Yuuri had been floating in moments ago burst and he plummeted back down to harsh, cold reality.

Author's Notes:

Yay I updated twice in one week again! I felt like it was important to make sure that poor Phichit finally got laid! Hooray! All aboard the Seungchuchu!

Thank you everyone for the well wishes. My niece and nephew are adorable and I LOVE being their Aunt ^.~

Just so everyone knows, I plan to have this fic wrapped up by the end of the month. This is due to the fact that I will be traveling for the entire month of July and I won't be able to write. So, I don't want to leave everyone hanging while I am gone, thus I will finish it before I leave! I plan to start writing a new Viktuuri AU when I get back in August, so if you liked my fic please subscribe to me so you will know when I post my new work ^^;; Thank you everyone for your wonderful support! *hugs all her readers*

~Usagi~