Expect... unexpected.
To say „It's complicated" is like to say nothing. First's younger brother Fourth is in almost happy relationship with famous singer and definitely doesn't need any changes. Khaotung is F1 driver for Ferrari in his last year in...
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He didn't register in his memory exactly when it happened, when he fell in love with him, with Khaotung. What he knew for sure was that this morning he had woken up with his name on his lips and his voice in his ears as if he were right next to him, even though in fact Khao was sleeping in the next room.
He opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling for a long time, thinking about everything. His suitcases were already packed, all he had to do was throw inside pajamas, cosmetics and hit the road. He couldn't just do it. Officially, Khaotung has not yet received his boss's permission to leave the country. First wondered who would replace him and was sure it would fall on Mick Schumacher. Mick was a young and talented F1 driver, the son of the sport's legend Michael Schumacher. Their first meeting was already funny, because Mick got lost in thought and accidentally doused First with water from the bottle he had been drinking a moment ago. The young Schumacher quickly apologized, which greatly gained him points in the eyes of Taj. They exchanged names and handshakes, and Mick made his way to the Mercedes garage, where he sat down beside Toto Wolff.
First remembered this moment. It seemed to him that time, or perhaps all of space-time, had become tangled, events seemed to not fit together. The accident that had happened only yesterday was a memory light years away today, and had it not been for the packed suitcases and Khao's broken arm, First would have probably thought he had only dreamed it.
He wanted to sleep. He really wanted to stay in bed a little longer. But he couldn't.
Reluctantly, still very sleepy and yawning widely, he got up, stretched, and shuffled slowly to the bathroom. Khao's face and the events of his dream still flashed in front of his eyes: he could almost feel the touch of Khao's lips on his, his hands on his neck and chest... That was too much and looked too real.
He quickly showered, brushed his teeth, changed into the Ferrari outfit he had prepared yesterday, combed his hair, put on a gold snake earring (he didn't know why, but he liked it) and a modest pendant with a small F for First, Ferrari or Formula 1. So prepared, he took his laptop bag, notebook, phone and left the room, locking it. He expected to meet Khaotung along the way, but he was nowhere to be seen. He looked everywhere for him, in the corridor, in the cafeteria, and finally asked one of the mechanics about it. They had agreed the night before to stay at Scuderia Ferrari's headquarters for as long as necessary, then fly to Thailand together. First couldn't help but imagine the most beautiful scenarios, even though he was still a little scared, still feeling like he didn't deserve it all.
“Sure I saw him, but I think the boss is talking to him now, I doubt it's a nice conversation,” said the mechanic, and went back to eating.
This worried First. He knew Khao wouldn't be able to race with a broken arm, which gave him hope that they could go back to Bangkok and spend some time together, Khao had already promised him that...
First scratched his head thoughtfully.
And what now? He guessed he should wait for Khao outside the room where their boss's office was. But is it a good idea? What if that boss talk doesn't go well? After all, Khao said he was going to ask his boss for at least two weeks off.
