Thief With A Bike ~ Krii7y

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John let Smit snuggle up to him for awhile, until Grizzy walked up to them. Since Smit was facing away from him, he flipped his visor down for him, but really couldn't care less if Grizzy could see his eyes, and the bit of blond hair peaking out over his forehead.

He had completely given up his disguise around what he considered recent friends. None of them would know what he did anyway. There was only one person he was willing to admit his crimes too, and he was right beside him.

"Will you guys stop being weird, and come get your bike?" Grizzy sounded unamused.

"Yeah, yeah, shut it Griz." Smit said as he removed himself from his comfy position, and turn to walk towards where they parked the bikes.

As soon as Smit wasn't beside John, he wished he never left.

"John, you can just take the Ducati home, and I'll take the H2R to be fixed." Smit said as he walked. 

"You'll take care of my bike?" John looked towards Smit, But the Ducati was more expensive anyway, there was really nothing to worry about.

"Yeah, I won't touch it, I mean, unless you want me too." Smit and his flirting. To be fair, he set him up for that one. 

Once they got to the H2R, Smii7y looked back at John.

"The Ducati is in the parking lot, a few meters to the left, you'll see it."

"Leaving so soon?" John questioned.

"Yeah I have a killer head ache..." Then he mumbled, "and something else to deal with." Lucky for him though, John didn't hear it. 

"Yeah, alright, I'll see you soon enough anyways." He winked. Smii7y didn't turn to face him, instead he slipped onto the bike. Really Smit?

"Yup, see ya soon John." Smii7y said, turning over the bike so the only thing that could be heard was its loud rumble.

John turned and walked back towards the lot as he heard the rumble of the bike become distant, and eventually barely there. He quickly felt lonely without Smit at his side. 

"He was quick to leave." John spoke to himself as he turned the key to the Ducati. He wanted to see Smit again, but he'd have to power through how many days until that happened. At least he got a bike?

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The week went by quickly, and John was having quite the time driving the Ducati around. It was faster, and a lot smoother then his ZX6R, It just ran hotter, and John didn't ride it for too long without turning it off.

Smii7y hadn't given up on texting him every ten seconds, John had received pictures of Smit with Eli, Matt, Tyler, Grizzy, and a short guy Smii7y said was Swagger. Even pictures of him and Smit together, he had forgotten they took any pictures, but needless to say, he had a new background, and Lock Screen.

His lock screen was Smii7y holding up a peace sign and is visor was lit up with ' <- Dumbfuck' with the arrow pointing to John, who was mid turn to look at Smit.

His home screen was John doing a wheelie in the background while Smii7y's helmet was in the shot just enough to see the his visor, which said 'cool 👍' in all lowercase.

Comedy gold.

John wasn't exactly happy that Smit wasn't hanging out with him during the week, but then he remembered he had told him not too because he had work, so then he back petalled and felt bad because he blamed Smit. He was just doing as John asked.