143 MPH

sitting alone, ruining the ozone

Ozone; Chase Atlantic (1:09)

Jeongin was clueless about everything that was happening. After watching Minho and Jisung ride away into the literal unknown, and Hyunjin scurrying away, he had no one to ask and no where to go. He was kinda offended Jisung chose Minho over his own friend, that horny fucker.
Wait until Jeongin finds out what Chan has been up to.
He didn't even know where Felix was, his supposed designated racer. Last he saw him was staring Minho down after losing and watching Jisung pass Minho the rose. Even Felix's motorbike was gone, Jeongin assumed he just rode away as well.
He let out a sigh before walking towards the warehouse entrance, hoping to see one of his friends or at least one of the racers who literally invited them here. Such wonderful hosts they were, leaving their guests to just wonder around cluelessly.

As Jeongin was about to open the warehouse gates, the smell of smoke filled his nose, making him wince. He hated that smell, that rancid and poisonous smell of a burning cigarette. His body was moving on its own before he could stop and think of the consequences of his actions. He followed that smell all the way to the backlane of the warehouse.

"Oh shit me dead."
Jeongin whispered to himself. He never thought watching someone inhale a cigarette would ever look so remarkable. His eyes focused on none other than Lee Felix. His freckles shining brighter than the stars above his head. His washboard abs visible through the thin fabric of his wife beater. His blue and white leather pants showed off the fact that he definitely wasn't small.  Jeongin's mind was boggled at the sight.
Felix was sitting on the concrete ground leaning against his race bike, a cloud of smoke leaving his lips. Jeongin felt pity flash through him. For some reason, the look in Felix's eyes while he inhaled that tar stick was sickening to look at. Felix's eyes were dull with dark circles surrounding them despite the bright blue contacts he had on. Felix looked so...broken? Jeongin didn't know how to describe it, but it certainly wasn't a look he wanted to see on his dear crush.

Jeongin's first intention when storming to the backlane was to find who ever was smoking and warn them to stop because they were essentially killing themselves, but now, he wasn't sure words would even leave his mouth if he opened it to say anything. He was too conflicted. He didn't want Felix to ruin himself with that horrible addiction, but at the same time, the cigarette seemed to give Felix life even though theoretically it was doing the exact opposite. Every puff Felix inhaled, Jeongin could see that it was helping him cope with whatever he was going through. A glimmer of hope would appear in Felix's eyes when he inhaled, then it was back to dull and dark when he exhaled. Jeongin's thoughts rushed around in his head, trying to figure out what the right thing to do was in that moment.

Felix looked over when he heard footsteps, only to be met with the last person he wanted to see.

"Oh for fucks sake,you again? I would tell you to fuck off and go to hell, but I really don't want to see you there." Felix uttered before inhaling another breath from his cigarette.
Whether he intended on letting Jeongin hear that or not didn't matter, because Jeongin did hear it. His heart shattered again for the second time that night. Why did Felix hate him so goddamn much? They literally met a day ago and have never had a proper conversation before. So what stirred up so much rage in Felix to be wishing the worst on Jeongin?

"I'm sorry for bothering you, I'll leave now." Jeongin muttered before turning on his heal, ready to stomp away. He wanted to be mad. He hated that Felix was so fucking mean to him when all he wants is to help. But he couldn't bring himself to feel that hate. All he felt was worry for the other boy. What the fuck could have made him look like he feels so empty?

"Don't you wanna have a smoke too? I assume life's been treating everyone like shit recently." Felix said with a rather harsh tone.
The feeling of guilt settling in his gut after he watched Jeongin visibly get hurt by his words.
Jeongin turned back to Felix, only to furrow his brows and let a frown settle on his face. He stormed towards Felix, much bolder than he expected himself to be. He raised his left hand and grabbed onto Felix's right wrist, the hand that was holding the cigarette. Then, Jeongin flicked Felix's wrist, the cigarette falling to the ground before being crushed by Jeongin's heeled boots.

"Smoking is fucking bad for you. Go suck on a fucking candy or some sluts neck. It's better than inhaling that death device."
Felix was beyond shocked at Jeongin's actions. No one seemed to care about him smoking so much before this, even his closest friends. He's always assumed it's because they respected each others vices, considering they know each other very well. So why did it feel good to know that someone does care and is actually doing something to stop him. Even if it was a stranger he just met a day ago.

"Fuck do you care? I can do what I want."
Felix's words didn't mirror how he felt. He was honestly glad Jeongin came to stop him. If not, he knew that he would finish the whole box, like he does every other night when he felt alone and empty.

"It's because I care about you idiot. I dont wanna see you lie on a hospital bed with a tube in your neck just because you have no better way of coping."
Jeongin had now moved to sit across from Felix, his mini skirt riding up exposing his ass and thighs when he sat, but he really couldn't be bothered right now. The entire time, Felix was staring at the cigarette butt that was lying on the ground, crushed by Jeongin's boot. When he finally looked up, he met the eyes across from him.

God, he's actually kinda beautiful.

Felix's gaze turned into a stare. He never noticed how attractive Jeongin was before this. Maybe because he was too clouded with unreasonable hate.
Jeongin however, was fishing in his pockets for a pack of gummies he'd always bring along in case he felt like passing out or throwing up.

"Here. Try eating these instead."
Jeongin held up a pack of mini penguin gummies in front of Felix's face before flashing a wide grin. Felix's heart skipped a beat, maybe multiple beats. He was unsure whether it was because of the beautiful boy smiling so widely at him or because he just smoked 6 cigarette sticks and he's actually dying tonight. Felix however, had an unwavering ego. He wasn't going to let a pretty boy with perfect hair and a godly body shake him from his supposed cool boy act. He rolled his eyes at Jeongin before pushing away Jeongin's offer.

"No! Try it first stupid." If Jeongin was one thing, it was persistent. And he didn't plan on losing against his crush, even if its about a pack of penguin gummies. Jeongin proceeded to open up the ziplock of the gummy bag and stick his fingers in, digging one out before bringing it against Felix's lips.

"Say aaaaaah."

Fuck he's adorable.

Felix wasn't strong enough to deny such a god sent boy. He let out a long disappointed sigh. Disappointed in himself. Before hesitantly opening his mouth. He clamped down on the gummy, his tongue lightly brushing against Jeongin's pointer finger. Jeongin's eyes widened before he pulled his hand away completely. He didnt want to admit it, but just that single touch against Felix's tongue sent him wondering how the hell that same tongue would feel against his own.
Only one way to find out.