Clutch At The Ready|MCYTS X Reader

|Chapter 2|

Y/N opened their eyes slowly and murmured a "Mmmmm. What time is it?". They looked around and saw George right next to them on the couch, all sleepy. Y/N turned their head to the clock that was placed on the wall, then let out a soft yawn.
"9AM"
They got up and walked to the bathroom slowly trying not to wake Georgie up.

Splashing cold water on their sleepy face, millions of thoughts were racing in their mind about this agreement on their car... But most important. About the safety of their best friend. Then suddenly, a random thought was sliding in all those problems they were thinking about, and whispered 'Do I feel something more than just a friendship with George?"

" Y/N, are you in there?" George' s voice could be heard from the other side of the bathroom's door" Come on, I have to pee". Y/N shakes their head to escape their weird mind, then answered.

"Yea, Georgie. Just a second!"
Grabbing the fluffy brown towel, Y/N dried their hands fast then opened the door for George.
"Oh, Thank God. Move, shortie" Says George, pushing his friend from the door to enter the bathroom.

"Jeez" Y/N breathed out, pouting at the action. In the next few seconds, the bathroom door was locked, leaving Y/N alone in the living room they spent thousands of nights since their childhood. Amazing good-old memories with each birthday party George was throwing. With them falling asleep after a long day of playing with dinosaurs, dolls, and princes saving the princesses. Good-old memories of them racing with toy cars, sometimes bumping them on the corner of the couch, or table. Or even his mom's legs. 'God, i wish I could be a kid again'

"You good?" George's voice suddenly was heard behind Y/N. They turn around and smile. "Yea! I was just looking around and remembered all the weird, but beautiful, memories we have in this living room. Don't you miss being a kid sometimes?"

George let out a short laugh, then ran and hugged Y/N warmly from behind. "Of course I miss that. Just playin' around the house from the mornings until the evenings, with little lunch breaks made by mum. Not worrying about money or bills" George says while burying his nose into Y/N's hair sniffing it. "Now look at us. Grown-up adults with no social life, that want to compete on illegal street races" George continued. Y/N turned around, making George's nose to hit the cold air that was no longer protected by his friend's hair. Although the brunette was still hugging the little body in front of him, he just wanted to cuddle on the couch and hide from the burning sun That was shining from the windows. "You mean.. A grown-up adult man with no social life that wants to compete on illegal street races. I'm not doing that George. As much as I support you, I won't be racing"
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After some long hot seconds of hugging, George let go of the body he was holding, then spoke.  "Ya hungry?"

"Not really,no..." Y/N replied. "but you can go eat something while I warm up the car. We change our pajamas, then we're ready to go".
"oh oke" George steals another look from Y/N, then leaves the living room to the kitchen. Y/N grabs the keys from the table, unlocked the house door then closed it behind them, walking to their one-month-new black car. "There you go, kitten. You're gonna get a new theme today" Y/n says while pushing the keys in contact. "You're gonna be a racing car! HAHA! How cool is that?"

Pressing their right foot on the acceleration, without leaving the space the car was parked at, they could feel the slight adrenaline that was rising slowly in their veins. The engine was loud enough to be heard from inside of the houses, which made George look up at the window and saw his best friend testing the car HE was going to drive. 'That's a pretty loud engine. It's gonna be fucking awesome!' he thought while chewing a sandwich
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Leaving the acceleration, Y/N moved their hand on the keys, rolling them and taking them out of contact. Walking back into the house, George was already dressed up. White hoodie with black jeans, white tall shoes and epic D.Franklin sunglasses. What do you need more?

"Badass if you ask me" Y/n said, taking their clothes from their dark green backpack. "the engine, or my outfit?" George asked, smiling ironically. "The engine, duuuh. Your outfit is hurting my eyes" Y/N replied while closing the bathroom door to get changed. George was waiting for his friend in the living room, thinking about how his new racing car would look like.

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"Do you know how much this means to me?" George asked, looking at the road. Y/N punched the GPS that needs to tell them which way to go for the nearest service, then turns around to George. "Don't worry about it. You'll be the king of the circuits. Besides... If no police catches you, I don't have any problems. Well... Only one actually" Y/N paused. "Try not to get hurt too much"

"Awwww. You care about me, don't you?"  George joked, making a cute face to Y/N. "Oh, no. I was talking about the car" Y/N replied, petting the wheel they were holding. George looked up at the road again, pouting at his friend's words. He knew Y/N doesn't want to compete, but he still felt the urge to ask again. Maybe they'll change their mind? "You drive pretty well. Why aren't you competing in races with me?"

Y/N let out a short laugh. "George. As much as I love driving, I'm not into illegal races. Sorry, buddy"

"But what if they aren't illegal?"

"Well maybe I might consider. I just don't want any fines because of a stupid race. I'll be right behind you if you need something, but that's all"

George nodded smiling. He knew Y/N will give up sooner or later,and will compete at least in one race. He just needs some alone time with them to show-off his skills, and maybe they will reconsider their  words. The rest of the ride went silent. Y/N was driving and listening to the GPS, and George was looking out the window at the different buildings and trees he was seeing.

"You arrived at the destination" The GPS spoke, making Y/N stop the car. George looked around, then saw the biggest fucking sign with 'Service and car painting'

"wow" Both George and Y/N said, eyes open widely. "Go on. Let's make this car, the car of your dreams"