Crime, Betrayal, and Love (A Seventeen Street Racing AU)

XXXI | The Return

I'm not sure how long it's been since we've been hiding in DK's car. Maybe ten minutes, maybe twenty. Ever since we got secured in the car, Mingyu's been on his phone, supposedly messaging somebody, but he still hasn't said anything.

While we've waited, race spectators have started to trickle through the parking lot, finding their own cars so they can leave. However, there's still no sign of DK.

Having nothing to do for so long, I want to whisper with Jisoo, discuss what's going on, or distract each other with something light-hearted, but she's leaning her head against the glass, lifelessly staring out into oblivion, and it doesn't seem like she wants to be disturbed.

With a light sigh, I rest my forehead again the cold window, similar to Jisoo. Fog covers part of the window as I breathe, and I resist the urge to draw doodles in them. I'm not trying to finger marks along DK's window. Although I've already rested my head against it, so I've already messed that up.

As I'm beginning to drift off into the well of my own mind, I'm quickly pulled back to reality as an obnoxiously loud ringtone plays out.

"Oh shit," Mingyu mumbles. "Hello?" He answers hastily.

"I need you to pick me up." I clearly make out the strained words in the otherwise silent car. "I'm by the racer's entrance."

Both me and Jisoo stop resting our heads and lean forward to hear better.

"What the hell happened?"

"Just pick me up," DK says over the line and abruptly hangs up.

Mingyu groans and shuts his phone off. "What an idiot," he mutters as he lifts himself up to climb over the centerpiece and into the driver's seat. He starts the car and starts driving us back toward the venue.

"He must have a copy of the keys."

The car returns to since as we drive, the only sound other than the car's engine is Mingyu's distressed sighs.

Thankfully the roads are mostly cleared, and we're back up to the stadium in no time. Mingyu passes the front and continues down a two-way street until we approach a tunnel similar to the one the racers existed and returned from.

As we get closer, a figure sitting a little way off from the tunnel entrance becomes visible.

"How did he get all the way over here? It wasn't that long ago," Jisoo whispers to me.

Mingyu pulls up to the slouching figure and comes to a stop. As soon as the car is parked, Mingyu jumps out of the car and rushes over to DK.

Me and Jisoo watch from inside the car as the two talk to each other. The two are just far away enough to be out of the car's lights, giving us two shadowed figures to look at. Once they talk for a few moments, Mingyu slowly helps DK stand up. Supporting a limping DK, Mingyu leads him back to the car. Once in front of the headlights, DK's bruised phase is visible.

As soon as the door opens, me and Jisoo start questioning the boy.

"Where did you go?"

"What happened to you?"

"Are you okay?"

"Who punched you?"

Jisoo and I take turns frantically asking questions.

Lightly chuckling as if he hadn't been beaten up, DK slowly sits down while Mingyu returns to the driver's seat. "I tried to warn you guys, but they made it where I couldn't call out to you."

"Whose's they!?!" Jisoo leans further up, going face to face with DK, a motherly worriedness in her eyes.

"A vengeful Yeonjun and Hueningkai," Mingyu answers for his teammate, seething with rage. "According to them, DK is the reason Yeonjun's car caught on fire."