143 MPH

just let me invade your space

Love Me Harder; Ariana Grande, The Weeknd (0:13)

"I thought you stayed at the warehouse with your friends."
Jeongin managed to choke out after processing that Felix had literally brought him to his house.

Felix took a step closer to Jeongin who was still seated on the race bike before replying to Jeongin,
"I've spent my whole life with them since I was 14. When I made enough money from racing, I bought this place to get some peace and quiet. Trust me when I say they're a boisterous bunch."

Jeongin let out a laugh listening to Felix's description of his own friends. He found it adorable how Felix's words contradicted to his facial expressions when he spoke about Hyunjin, Changbin and Minho. Through his words, he implied they were loud and annoying, but Jeongin didn't miss the way Felix's eyes shone with admiration and love towards his brothers.

"Alright well, I've spent my whole life with my friends too. And I don't think I'll never want any 'alone' time from them. They're weird and loud but all I feel when they're not around is empty."
Jeongin shared a glimpse of his life to Felix as well. He didn't want Felix to feel as though he was the only one opening up to a stranger.

"Huh..who?"
Felix asked, his eyebrows raised.

"Who what?" Jeongin replied

"Who asked motherfucker."

Felix walked away after that. He had a love-hate relationship with well... relationships. He hated sharing, he thought it made him more vulnerable to getting hurt or being betrayed. He had three friends who he trusts with his life, and in his opinion, he didn't need anyone else. So, he didn't know why it was suddenly so easy to share his life with Jeongin, even if it was a little bit.
Jeongin was a stranger. A stranger who literally cut the fucking brakes on his beloved masterpiece on wheels. Why the dickens would Felix ever open up to someone who hurt his baby.

Jeongin on he other hand was caught off guard by Felix's sudden change in demeanour.

Is this fucker bipolar?

Before he knew it, Felix had stomped many metres away from him and was already exiting the parking area. He hopped off the race bike haphazardly, pulled down his mini skirt as far as it could go and quickly tailed Felix. When he did catch up to the blue-black haired boy, he was faced with huge silver doors which he soon figured out was the elevator. Felix was stood there, left hand carrying his helmet and right hand wrapped around his phone. All Jeongin could do was stare at the oh so attractive racer. The rain seemed to have smudged off most of the make up Felix had on. His freckles which Jeongin thought were already obvious before, were even more prominent now that Felix's foundation had obviously been rubbed off. The freckles dusted all over Felix's face especially his nose and under eyes , making him look more approachable and friendly.

Not so gangster after all.

If it wasn't for the leather pants, man bun and rain-soaked wife beater that clung onto Felix's abs, he wouldn't even be close to looking like a street racer. In fact, mans would look like he worked at a fucking pet shop or something.
What really caught Jeongin's attention however, was the smudged black eyeliner circling Felix's eyelashes. Some people may say it was messy and unkempt, but in Jeongin's opinion, it made Felix look so fucking hot.

Felix wasn't unaware of Jeongin's staring. I mean, he wasn't even trying to be any less obvious. Jeongin had his mouth opened and waiting to catch a fly the entire time he looked at Felix. The racer was just too tired to care at this point of the day. He raced against 5 other racers and it was near 5am. All Felix wanted was a shut eye. But now he has to deal with this noob of a goofball.
The entire one-sided staring contest consisting of solo participant Jeongin only ended when a ding reverberated around the room and the elevator doors were opened.
Felix and Jeongin walked in together and Felix proceeded to press the number on the elevator that shows the top floor.

"You live in a penthouse? How much does street racing pay? Can I get some of that paper too?"
What was meant to be an internal baffle left Jeongin's lips as a sarcastic deadpan.

"Don't make me regret bringing you here boy."
Felix huffed as the elevator dinged again as the doors opened. Felix walked out, followed by Jeongin. Once they reached the doors that lead to Felix's apartment, he unlocked it with a keycard and let them both in before switching on the lights and removing his shoes while Jeogin did the same.

Jeongin was astounded.
Turns out, Felix lived in a loft apartment overlooking the city. It was better than Jeongin had imagined.

The living area had polished concrete floors and exposed brick walls adorned with vintage motorcycle posters. Leather couches surround a coffee table crafted from repurposed motorcycle engines and not to forget the large flat-screen TV the hung on the wall.

"This place is insane Felix."
Jeongin stated as his eyes darted all over the loft, trying to take in the beautiful scene in front of him as quickly as he could. Jeongin stopped in his tracks when he was met with a huge window covered in raindrops. It stretched from the floor to the ceiling and showed the awe-inspiring city skyline, and opposite that was a king sized bed draped in black bedsheets.

"If I had that view every night I went to bed, I wouldn't ever think of staying in that warehouse."
Jeongin stated. Felix just shrugged before walking to the kitchen, leaving Jeongin to admire the view of the city. And Jeongin did just that. He walked to where the window was and sat on the floor, his eyes glued to the dark clouds crowding the morning sky. The rain he was previously drenched in only got heavier. Raindrops race each other down the glass, playing a spirited game of tag, while the lightning strikes provide the most extravagant disco lights Jeongin had ever seen. This isn't just a rainstorm; it's nature's own fireworks display. Jeongin can't help but feel like he's got front-row seats to the greatest show on Earth, right from the cozy comfort of Felix's luxurious penthouse.

"I hope you're not one of those losers who can't eat spicy food."
Jeongin was snapped out of his trance when he heard Felix's voice. The racer had handed him a cup of spicy ramen noodles and a bottle of water before sitting on the ground to join Jeongin.

"Aren't you going to eat Lix?"
Jeongin noticed that Felix didn't make ramen for himself.

"What I gave you is all the food I've got left, angel." Felix replied before draping a large towel around Jeongin's shoulders.

Yeah, this fucker is definitely bipolar.