Clutch At The Ready|MCYTS X Reader

|Chapter 1|

       "Illegal races again? Seriously, George? After that accident?!" Y/N spat at their childhood best friend surprised and annoyed. "I thought you said you won't continue attending to them" they continued, rolling their eyes and drinking from the large glass of water from the table in front of them.

After placing the glass back down, their hand was on the console again, ready to start a new game with George.

"I know, Y/N, but..." George started, pushing his head back and softly hitting the couch while covering his face with his palms.

George won't admit it, but he secretly misses the adrenaline of the street races from the past. The feeling of the wind hitting his body while drifting, the smell of gasoline and N2O, the smell of hot tires after a long badass drive. He misses all of this.

"Y/N, I miss the feeling of everything that was making my blood boil from adrenaline. Plus... You miss the free cotton candy we always ate when I was winning races"

Y/N sat in silence, nodding their head at every word George was saying. Then, after a little break, they broke the silence again.

"Will you be safe?"

George turned his head to the person next to him, staring and admiring their face. Then a smirk pops on his lips.

"Of course I'll be safe. Although I took a looooong fucking break from street racing—"

"—a year and a half to be exact" Y/N cuts George off continuing his sentace.

"Yea, a year and a half... I still know how to drive a racing car. Maybe I just need to practice again, just to be sure" George said, turning his head back on the screen in front of him. Y/N followed his action in silence, sometimes stealing little looks to his face. The game already started, but none of them could actually concentrate on it. Their heads were full of bad or good scenarios of this idea of George.

"Will you be there for me?" George asked, not moving his face off of the TV screen. Y/N turned their head to him, and George paused the game, turning his head too to his best friend. Y/N places their right hand on George's, and nods. George looked down at their hands for half a second, then turned to their face again.

"of course I will! You're my best friend motherfucker. I support you in everything you do!" Y/N answered, taking a little break to catch their breath. "Not in everything REALLY bad tho" they added, shaking their head in amusement. George chuckled, rolling his eyes and looking back at Y/N

"I love you" He said, smiling widely.

"Awwww. I love myself too!" Y/N replied, waiting for her friend's reaction. Which, obviously, was as always...

"Shut up. You love me too"

Game night became movie night, and it went smoother than they expected to.  George ordered pizza but since the order was late, they got it for free. Placing the pizza on the table, George grabbed a blanket and threw it on Y/N's head, earning a "HEY" from them. George joined the blanket, moving it on his head and hiding his entire body while grabbing a slice of pizza.

"so... Which car are you gonna use?" Y/N asked, eating some other random slice from the pizza box.

"my old car? The gray-ish one?" George suggested, covering his mouth with his palm to not spit on his friend's face.

"The Mazda RX-7?" Y/N questioned, followed by a nod from George.

"But... That's... I mean it's a good idea, but you haven't drove that car in ages. Does it still work?"

"who knows? Maybe?" George said, not taking his eyes from the pizza slice he was eating. "tsk... It can be" Y/N replied. "But what if not?" they continued "shouldn't we have a plan B just in case?"

"Well.. I might know someone who has a good racing car—"
"—AND WHY ARE YOU TELLING ME THIS NOW?"
"Because there's a problem. It's my uncle's. Aaaaand i think you know why I'm avoiding that place" George says. Silence was present again, both of them facing the floor lost in their own thoughts.
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"What about my car?" Y/N asked, snapping from their thoughts. "It's an Mitsubishi Eclipse, just bought a month ago. We can adjust it a little, and it's all done" George shook his head at the idea of his friend, ready to protest.

"look. I'm doing this for the sake of old cotton candy platonic dates we used to have, so we better get ready in the morning to drive at the nearest service and get YOUR car ready. Understood?"

"Yes, ma'am!" George answered, faking a terrified look on his face. Y/N nodded in agreement, taking another slice of pizza from the box, and inhaled a deep breath focusing on the series they were watching at 3AM

Y/N wasn't doing this for "the sake of old cotton candy". They were actually doing this because they know how much George is a really big fan of competitions. Especially car competitions. Especially car races. They know how happy he gets whenever someone talks about cars, and components of it. Or about every type of engine that can share and give an opinion to his friends who want to start street racing. He was passionate... And still is. The same kid that was racing in the living room with a toy car, is now an illegal street racer!

'Wow, that doesn't sound as amazing as I thought...'  Y/N thought...

"Another episode?" George asked, making Y/N getting out of their thoughts.

"Totally, what are you waiting for?"

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