"The amount of times we've almost been late to lecture because you spend 20 WHOLE minutes washing your hands is astounding," Hyunjin kicked himself off the wall outside of his friend's auto shop, catching up to walk beside Ko.
"You know it's because of this stupid stain," she holds her hand up and gesture to it. Ko swears they've had this talk a million times, but it's expected that she has to constantly remind Hyunjin, since he chooses to be such an idiot. "Look, I'm not in any hurry to find this soulmate of mine or whatever, but it would seriously be great if they could just give me a quick high five so I would know when I can stop Fast Orange-ing my hand in the shop. Do you know how many times I've gotten brake fluid on my clothes because of this?!" An exasperated sigh fell from her lips which caused her friend to chuckle.
"Ayee speaking of brake fluid, are you planning on going tonight? I need to know if I should put my money on you or Minho. Actually- do you think he's going tonight?" Hyunjin kept typing while he shot questions at Ko. After a few minutes, he looked at Ko before sighing, locking his phone and taking a seat next to her.
She nudged Sam with her foot, eyebrows raising when he turned to look at her. Ko's face began getting warm with a mild anger when he gave her an oh so annoying look of confusion, so she gestured to the now down-turned phone on his desk. He finally got the message, shaking his head.
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FanficStreet racing soulmate au. "Who the hell wears gloves to a street race?" Lee Felix x reader Word count-1,542
