night race // dream x reader // racer au

Chapter II

y/n's POV

i will say dream was a good racer. and he knew it. he flaunted his skill and his car at any opportunity he gets. sometimes it was annoying but sometimes it was...hot? god i don't even know what i'm thinking. i'm not the one for feelings. a quick fuck? friends with benefits? one night stands? whatever i'll do it but feelings that's a no. not after my history with exes. i've been fucked over too many times to even care anymore. call me heartless but a bitch gotta do what she's gotta do to keep herself sane and safe. 

i grabbed my keys to my jet black dodge demon (a/n so sad they don't make these anymore they're dope as fuck) and drove to sam's auto shop. the drive there was pretty normal the cool autumn breeze flowed through my hair as i blasted my music. i pulled into the garage at sam's and threw my car into park. 

"ay y/n how are ya doing!" sam said smiling as he walked over to me. 

"i'm good sam how are you? any new parts that i should know about?" i asked him looking over to the green haired man. sam and i have known each other for a few years. he fixed my old car up after i got into a pretty nasty wreak after a race. i was ok but my car wasn't. 

"i'm good. let me check i don't think so but is there anything else you're here for?" sam asked turning his back to me and heading towards the storage shelves. 

"hmm how about a new tire set maybe some red tire smoke so that when i pass my opponent they know," i said smirking a bit. sam just chuckled at me before walking towards the tires. 

"It'll be like an hour or two i don't know just occupy yourself," he said chuckling and picking out some tires for me to inspect. i liked them and sam got to work. 

about 5 minutes later i heard an obnoxious engine and loud rap music blaring through the tinted windows. a red mustang pulled up into sam's shop and i let out an audible groan. sapnap. great the egotistical ass always tried to challenge me to a race when he saw me. or tired to get in my pants. either way i didn't want to talk to him.  i looked back down at my phone scrolling through twitter. 

sapnap's POV 

i pulled up into sam's shop. he typically does all the repairs and body work for most of the local racers. he was good friends with dream and that's how we met. i parked my car and saw sam working on someone else's car. i smirked. y/n's. just the person i wanted to see. i walked over to sam telling him that i had a scratch on the side. a jealous hookup who was mad that ghosted her. he said he'd fix it once he was done with y/n's car. 

i walked over to y/n and plopped myself next to her. i stared at her for a second. i could see why dream wanted to fuck her. i mean shit she's hot as fuck. 

"take a picture it'll last longer," she said sassily not even looking up from her phone. i chuckled before whipping my phone out and texting dream to come get me. 

"so .. new tires? you blow out your old ones or?" i asked her breaking the awkward silence. 

she briefly lifted her eyes before looking back at her phone, "no i just wanted new tires. got a big race tomorrow." i smiled. i guess i know what dream and i will be doing tomorrow. i personally have never seen her race, but if what i've heard is right she's one of the best. 

"ahh cool. good luck. who are you racing?" i asked her trying to keep up the conversation that she showed little interest in. 

"punz," she said quickly before looking out at sam who was still working on her car. as she said that i heard the front door to the shop open and dream walked in. he waltz in on his phone not even looking up at us.