my love | taegyu oneshots

★ pretty faces and motorcycles

🚀 requested : anon

the sounds of engine filled his ears. he was determined to be at the very front. it didn't take him too long to achieve it.

soon, the finishing line was close. just as he thought he could make it, a red motorcycle went passing through him so fast he swore he could see the air that was passing by.

he came in second. second.

he tried his best to not show the anger in his face when they called the three winners to the front to collect their prizes. standing on the second platform pissed him off.

he couldn't believe he was in second. he never came in second. not once. but this day broke his records. thus, he was surrounded with cameras and mics.

"how do you feel coming in second?"

"what happened back there? you never lost to anyone or anybody."

"are you getting tired already? is our champion losing his streak?"

"you lost to a rookie, how does it feel?"

rookie?

the word made beomgyu even more frustrated. he couldn't believe he, the choi beomgyu lost to a mere rookie.

after the very frustrated interview, he couldn't help but walk towards the male. he saw his opponent finish talking to somebody. perfect timing.

just as he was about to lash out on the said male, he opened his helmet. at first glance he only saw the males lips. he couldn't lie, his lips were very pretty. the perfect shade of pink.

it was as if his feet were stuck to the ground he stood. his eyes following as the helmet kept moving up.

he was starstruck. his breath was taken away. he felt the million butterflies in his stomach. his opponent was beautiful. he was the walking definition of pretty.

he was just, perfect. his face was small. his eyes were big , filled with stars. his nose was undeniably perfect. his lips were the most beautiful to beomgyu. he could tell they were soft. his hair was messy yet he still managed to look so beautiful.

"can I help you?"

oh gosh. his voice was just as pretty as the person. beomgyu wasn't sure if the heat he felt on his cheeks were due to him blushing over the latter or from pure embarrassment.

the lack of response made the other ask once more. "can I help you?" he asked. taking a few steps forward. helmet in his hands.

beomgyu stammered. "uhm. yea. I mean no actually I was just about to uh ask if.."

the response beomgyu got took him very off guard. he heard a snicker before the same voice said, "If you're just gonna bother me then just go. I don't have time to entertain you."

those words pierced through his heart. despite his clear admiration for taehyun, he saw red when he saw taehyun roll his eyes before walking away.

what a brat.

"no you don't get it! he's JUST a rookie and he already has the audacity to speak and treat me like that. when have I ever treat somebody like that when I was a rookie?"

beomgyu let out a harsh exhale after he finished his complaining. the other line was silent. only the males breathing could be heard.

"seriously, he has no right. NO RIGHTS to be acting that way. he only beat me in one game. ONE GAME. what a brat I tell you. I've never treated somebody like that in my 3 years of being a racer."