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I shined my helmet, towel making sure it sparkled as perfectly as the moonlight. My head spun at the thought of accidentally swerving again–but no, I knew I was going to be okay. Tonight, I was going to at least attempt to prove that I was still as good as I was then.
Or, I'm going to prove that everyone's been cutting me slack from the very beginning.
I put down the towel, eyes wincing at my helmet. She was a beautiful creation with pretty white wings, but staring at it now, this could be life or death. One bullet to this helmet could deflect or drive right through its protection. I hummed in displeasure, putting the gear on the roof of my car. Suddenly, I felt two arms wrap around me, a chin on the crook of my neck. I chuckled at the only one brave enough to touch me like this, turning around.
"You know, princess," Oh? Have we unlocked another pet name? He tugged at the zipper around my collarbone, slowly pulling it down so that it exposed some skin. I raised an eyebrow, making eye contact with him. His eyes screamed some kind of desire, whatever it might be, and it felt like he was ready to leave me bare. "You should wear your racing suit a lot more. I've never seen a woman look so good in one."
"Getting ahead of yourself?" I pushed him off as he took a few steps back in response, walking right back. I turned back to my car, smirking. "We're in public, Donghyuck. Have some class."
"Class?" Donghyuck spun me back around, trapping me between his arms. I ran my hands over his covered arms, starting from his slightly exposed wrists, up his forearms, and around his shoulders. Looping them around him, I pulled him in, a smirk playing at my lips. "Fuck, Ji. Please don't do this now."
"Have class," I repeated, letting him go. However, his hands grab at my waist, keeping me close. "Donghyuck."
"I can't have class when you just–" I looked behind him, seeing a familiar figure. Donghyuck followed my stare, simply turning his head, but his hands kept me in place. "Oh, Wooyoung. What are you doing on this side of the track? If any of us knew any better, we would've lodged a bullet in your head."
