Everything is Easy - S.Johannson x Y/N reader

Chapter 51: ARE YOU FUCKING JOKING?

YALL ATTENDANCE ✋🏼

Song: Half Full Glass of Wine By Tame Impala

Scarlett's POV

My heart was pounding as we pulled into our destination. Y/N over there was just vibing to their music. I hope this isn't too much or overwhelming for them but they deserve it. Deserve this and more. I tapped our morse code for 'I LOVE YOU' as Charles walked over to my door. I stepped out and walked over Y/N's side to help them out of the car. As I helped Y/N out, Charles met with our tour guide AKA the owner of this place. Y/N gripped their hands on my forearm as I guided us in the building. "You guys ready?" I questioned as the door behind us closed, "Of course, Ms. Johansson. Whenever you're ready." Gus and his team fixed themselves. Charles helped me with the music as he paused their music and removed their headphones. "You're ok, love?" I questioned their hearing. "Finally, I was about to lose my earring from the other ear." They shared, causing the men to chuckle. "Ummm hello, everyone? Why am I still blindfolded?" They began to get nervous, understandable. "You're not in the clear just yet." I explained as I guided them to the final destination. Some of Gus's men walk around Y/N's present, getting ready. "Why does it smell like tires?" Fucking damn it, they're too good. "Ok, let's get you out of the blindfold." I ignored their question. The nervousness travels through my body as my hands begin to shake, unable to get this blindfold off. Thank god, Charles stepped in.

Normal POV

Once I got my headphones removed, my senses tripled, in a way. My military skills kicked in as I got a wave of how a new car smells. A dealership? No, it can't be. Maybe new rims or something. I decided to not question it... Not just yet. Scarlett was my eyes as she guided us to a different area. As I hear the door closed, the smell of rubber hits me. "Why does it smell like tires?" I finally commented, the room was echoey. "Ok, let's get you out of the blindfold." I hear Scarlett say, completely ignoring my question. I could hear her heavy breath but felt Charles's hands as he removed the blindfold. The brightness causes my vision to blur a little. I can sense everyone holding their breaths as I come around. "A garage?" My mouth ran before I could have any thought process. "Well if you turn around you'll see that this garage isn't any ordinary garage." Charles commented as he grabbed my shoulder, spinning me. My jaw drops, a race track...A MOTHERFUCKING PORSCHE RACETRACK. "WHAT?" I look over at Scarlett, who's biting her lip. "You finally get the chance to ride in a porsche." She says. "Gus, here, will be your driver for the first 3 laps. Then you might get to drive one." She explains as my jaw is still dropped. My body suddenly changed temperature as I began to feel soo grateful for this moment. I met Scarlett, "I can't thank you enough, mi amor." I felt my body slowly melt into her body. "Anything for you, baby. Now go, enjoy yourself." She says as she kisses my lips.

Gus and some of his team guides us to the tracks while my mind couldn't believe my surroundings. "Mx.Rodriguez?" Gus checks in. "Yes? I'm sorry, just can't believe this." I explained, causing him to chuckle at my state. "It's alright, Ms. Johansson predicted your reaction." His accent appears, Irish? maybe? "Of course she did." I laugh as we gear up with some helmets. "So i was told that you're in the military." One of the guys yelled as he checked the vehicle. "Yeah, i'm in the army. Was in the marines for a while." I summarized as I adjusted my helmet. "Well we appreciate your service. Some in our team have served, so really appreciate military families." I hear Gus say. I nodded. When people say "Thank you for your service" it's always awkward. In my opinion, I always feel like I'm a restaurant server. I do understand what they mean but they don't realize how a person might feel. Some of us only have a desk job or gets to be a chef, so imagine how they feel.

Once I hear Gus give the clear on safety, I get told to enter the vehicle, a damn 911 GTR RS. While I adjusted myself in the seat, my mind finally started processing on what's going on. "Thanks mate, see you guys in a bit." Gus tells his team. My nerves began to appear, if I crash this in my run, my retirement savings is over. "You're ready?" I hear Gus, as my mind goes silent. "Yep" The only word my mouth let out. Suddenly, I hear the engine run, letting that beauty sound play.