𝓗𝓔𝓡𝓘𝓓𝓐 | 𝗞𝗩 ✔ 🍁

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Taehyung stands in front of his full-length mirror, the soft glow of his room's ambient lighting casting a warm hue over his skin as he puts the finishing touches on his outfit. It's street racing night—a night of adrenaline, roaring engines, and the rush of the race. Hoseok has a race to win, and the group wouldn’t miss it for the world.

He slides into his outfit, a bold mix of retro and sexy. The red lace crop top clings to his torso, revealing just enough skin to tease without giving too much away. The delicate fabric contrasts against the tough, sleek leather of his mini skirt, which hugs his hips and accentuates his legs, exposed down to his knee-high black leather boots. The boots are chunky, the heels giving him a little extra height, their glossy finish catching the light as he moves.

Taehyung grabs his purse, tossing it over his shoulder with a confident smile before heading out of the mansion. Outside, he spots Jimin, who looks breathtaking in a similar ensemble. Jimin’s red lace top is also cropped, but he’s paired it with tight black leather shorts that showcase his toned legs. The difference in their outfits is subtle—Jimin’s look is completed with a stylish leather jacket slung over his shoulders, adding an extra layer of edge to his appearance.

Jimin leans against Yoongi’s car, his fingers toying with the hem of his shorts as he exchanges a few words with the older man. Yoongi, unable to resist, checks Jimin out from head to toe, a smirk playing on his lips as Jimin blushes under his gaze. But it’s Taehyung who steals jungkook's breath away as he walks toward them, his confident stride drawing his full attention.

Jungkook swirls his car keys around his finger, his eyes dark and intense as they follow Taehyung’s every move. When Taehyung reaches him, he pulls him in, their lips meeting in a deep, lingering kiss that leaves them both slightly breathless.

“Looking gorgeous,” Jungkook murmurs against Taehyung’s lips before pulling back to open the passenger door of his car for him. Ever the gentleman.

They arrive at the venue where the race will take place, the atmosphere electric with anticipation. The garage is packed with cars—sleek, powerful machines polished to perfection, each one a testament to its owner’s dedication to the craft. The scent of gasoline mingles with the scent of burning rubber, and smoke lingers in the air, curling up from the tires of cars as they rev their engines in preparation for the race.

Hoseok, the undisputed top lead, pulls into the venue, his BMW making its entrance with a roar that draws all eyes to him. The car is immaculate, fresh from being serviced, and ready to dominate the track. Lights flash as cameras click, capturing the moment as fans push forward to catch a glimpse of their favorite racer. Some ladies flirt shamelessly with him, batting their eyelashes and giggling as they try to capture his attention.

Jimin clenches his fists, jealousy sparking in his chest until Yoongi leans in, pressing a calming kiss to his cheek. The tension melts away, replaced by a smirk as Jimin watches Hoseok walk toward him with that cocky stride of his. Hoseok looks irresistible—his confidence and charisma practically radiating off him. Jimin’s eyes rake over him, unable to resist the urge to close the distance between them.

“Hey, babe,” Hoseok’s voice is low, deep, sending a shiver down Jimin’s spine as he leans in for a kiss. Jimin doesn’t hold back, fisting Hoseok’s jacket as he deepens the kiss, their bodies pressed close until Yoongi’s hand slides up Jimin’s back, grounding him as he kisses Hoseok with equal fervor.

“Hmm, that was hot,” Hoseok says with a smirk, placing a chaste kiss on Yoongi’s lips as well before turning his attention to Jungkook, who’s busy back-hugging Taehyung, keeping him safe in his embrace as the scene around them grows wilder.