Strawberries & Cigarettes (Shinichiro x Reader)

II

Dare

I turned around and met Shinichiro's face with a smirk plastered on his face.

I didn't know that this guy has a younger brother. Well, I'm not interested in him so...

I fold my arms and arched a brow. "So, you're the b-brother?" I just stuttered. Am I nervous? Get your shit together, y/n!

I don't know if he knows me since I am not the type of student that looks like a mayor candidate— greeting everyone I see; famous.

Instead of answering me, he rather asked me, "Let's race together, shall we?"

I don't do bikes so no. I was about to answer him but the loud noise of the whistle stopped me, indicating that the race will start.

Street racing will be the one to go first. It's my time to shine, baby.

Mitsuya and his friends followed me to my car since I am the only one who does street racing.

"We'll be watching you from here. Good luck, y/n," he said and left.

I got in my car and started my engine. Someone then knocked on the driver's window. It was Shinichiro.

I opened the driver's seat's window and asked, "What is it?" I'm not looking at him directly in the eyes. Dude, he's intimidating but at the same time, he looks soft.

"I have a dare for you," he said. He leans his right elbow on the window and puts his chin on his palm.

When he said that, I looked at him and scoffed, not believing what he just said. Are we that close? The last time I checked, he hasn't introduced himself to me formally and properly.

"If you lose in this round, you are going out on a date with me," he continued.

"A date? Seriously?!" I exclaimed and lift a brow. He responded with a nod.

"What if I win?" I teased. For sure I'll win this round. Piece of cake.

He looked up, pretending that he's thinking seriously.

"Then I'm going out on a date with you," he smirked and left.

"What?!"

I was busy cussing inside of my car and heard the fire of the gun too late. I instantly step on the gas and drove away.

'I'll win this round,' I thought.

Since I stepped the gas a lil bit late, I'm now at the second to the last in this race. Blame this on Shinichiro! Shit.

I gritted my teeth and stepped on the gas until it reached 260 km/h. I drove smoothly, from second to the last to the second on the row. A smirk formed on my lips.

The first car is not that far from mine so this will be easy. I thought of a trick and roamed my eyes around to look for a shortcut but couldn't find any. Tsk.

"Fucking shit, " I cussed when the car in front of me boost up even more. Looks like I'm gonna lose in this round, huh?

No, I won't let that happen.

Once more, I stepped on the gas to reach the finish line. My foot is already hurting, my hands were holding the steering wheel tightly, and I can feel the blood on my lips from biting.

I was the second one to reach the line. I should be happy because I placed second but no I'm not. That Shinichiro's dare is the only thing I've been thinking throughout the race.

Mitsuya's the first one to come up to me and his friends were just tagging along with him behind. Shinichiro's there, too, puffing a cigarette. He looked at me with a smile on his face. I rolled my eyes at him and faced Mitsuya.

"Wow, after taking a break for a year yet you're still good, y/n, " he complimented.

I clicked my tongue and said, "Yeah, whatever you say."

He handed me a bottle of water which I gladly accept. I'm thirsty by thinking about what just happened and what will about to happen.

Everyone's taking a little break before the road racing starts and some participants are getting ready. Mitsuya here is just calm because that's how he's always been.

My eyes went to Shinichiro who's also looking at me. What now? I know I got lose but I hope what he said earlier is just a joke.

My eyes widened when he gestured me to come to him. I pretended I didn't see that and went back to Mitsuya who's now talking to Baji.

I looked for chairs to sit on because I got awkward with the guys. I just realized that I was the only girl here.

"Here."

A felt a presence from my back and judging by the voice I think it's Shinichiro.

I glance at the chair he brought and placed it beside me. He gestured me to sit on it and I gladly do as what is told.

"So..." he trailed off.

"What?" I asked. I know what he's going to ask but I'll just choose to play dumb.

"Rusty, " he said, letting out a chuckle.

My brows furrowed at his word. "What did you just say?" I asked. "Wow. Sorry, Mr. Perfect that I got lose and I took a break for a year from my hobby and here I am, going back to what I love to do and you, coming into my life and daring me to have a date with you if I won't win!" I hastily said. I catch my breath after saying those words.

I raised his arms, divulging his defeat. "Chill, I was just teasing you," he explained.

"Does it look like I want to joke around with you?" I asked and rolled my eyes at him.

"Okay, okay. I'm sorry, okay?" he sighed. "So, about the date—"

The whistle cut him off, signalling that the next race will about to start.

"Bye," I smiled widely at him, sarcastically, though.

Before he leaves, he went down to whisper something on my ear, "Tomorrow. 7 pm sharp. I'll pick you up from your house."