𝐒𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐂𝐄 || cravity imagines

[21:37] - k.jm

Jungmo never wanted to get you involved to racing, and yet here you are, in his leather jacket on the bleachers next to Minhee, there to cheer him on. He made Minhee make sure you wouldn't drink too much, not even a sip, as he only let you drink sprite. "One sip." You said as you reached out for the cup Minhee was holding that was actually for Jungmo. "No, I don't think so." He replied, swatting your hand away.

"Oh come on! Just a sip."

"No! I promised Mogu."

"He wouldn't mind,"

"Uh, yes he would."

"Please?

"No-"

"Y/n!" Jungmo called out for you as he watched you and his best frind argue over a stupid drink. Your eyes lit up as they set on Jungmo's figure, his helmet in his hand, his hoodie smeared all over with oil and dirt. He would use his signature leather jacket, but he wanted you to use it tonight. You start to rush down the bleachers, mumbling a few apologies to people you accidentally kick or bump into.

Jungmo laughs at you when you finally reach his arms, your own circling around his waist, your face pressed up to his hoodie, the oil now on your face as well. "Baby, I'm sorry but i'm gonna have to put this on your back okay? I swear it's not a kick me sign. I only do that to Mini." He mumbled against your forehead as you felt him stick something to your back. You pull back from him, an eyebrow raised in curiosity. "What is it?"

He grinned at you before placing a quick, wet kiss to your lips, also known as his infamous good luck kiss he would always require in order to win every race. He then raised his helmet to his head, his fluffy hair bouncing as his head fits through it perfectly. "Ask Minhee, babe." Was the only thing he said before he got onto his motorcycle, zooming off with an 'I LOVE YOU BABYYY' You giggle as you wave back at him. Turning around, you notice everyone staring at your back. "I will beat his ass if it says kick me."

You walk up cautiously, sure not to bump into more people. You reach your seat just to see Minhee smirking at you. "Oh my fucking god it says kick me, doesn't it?" You panic, trying to rip off whatever was on your back. Minhee hits the back of your head, making you stop to hold your head in pain.

"Keep it on, it will save you, trust me." His words confuse you even more. You face him with a big frown, "What does it say?" You ask him, scowling as you see one of the showgirls trying to touch Mark. You grin in triumph when he zooms off in his motorbike. "It says 'KOO JUNGMO'S PROPERTY (the jacket included)'. He's whipped for you. I've never seen him so in love." He coos when a big hue of pink dusts over your cheeks.

"Oh." You state, watching your boyfriend as he gets ready to race, the light pink on your cheeks growing bigger into a deep crimson as you thought of what Minhee said. You watch as Jungmo starts revving up his engine, standing out in his hoodie as the rest of the contestants are all wearing leather jackets. A tiny smile appears on your face when you realize he had given you his, instead of wearing it himself.

Your cheeky boyfriend glanced at you, and although his helmet and hair blocked it, you swear you saw a small wink sent to you. He was definitely gonna win.