PITBABE ONESHOTS [ALL COUPLES INCLUDED]✔

SURPRISE : NORTHxSONIC

North x Sonic
Smut
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~ Surprise ~

The party was at its peak...yet North's mood saw no improvement at all.

It was another uproar of the racing seasons, the fever was up and anticipation with full excitement ran in everyone's veins. Like any other time, X-Hunter was at the peak, winning all the leagues single handedly.

But there was something different this time.

PitBabe, the all-time King Of Racing, hadn't participated in the races, owing to his unstable health. It was Charlie who took his place, assisted by Way and North. Charlie had won the first two races, followed by Way winning the next one. Babe had a hundred percent trust that Charlie would win the next and the final league too. But unexpectedly enough, it was North who had raced his way out, defeating everyone in the track and bagging the first place in the final league. Everyone was on cloud nine on seeing this tremendous improvement in this boy, and so Alan, the captain if the team decided to throw a party, celebrating their victory and also to honor North's perfect performance.

"Seeming down? What's wrong?" Alan asked, looking at the dejected racer.

"Nothing," North replied monotonously, his fingers fidgeting with the glass in his hands, his lips reluctant to take a sip.

"Ah...Sonic's busy, you know? He would have come if he wasn't, wouldn't he?" Alan tried to reason with him.

"Busy? Today?" North questioned back, looking dead serious, "Seriously Alan? Am I even important to him? He's never busy on other days, and even if he is, he always attends almost every party. Dude...he loves parties! What's gotten into him today?"

"North, calm down," the captain spoke, "He might have some really important work. He wouldn't have deserted his boyfriend if he wasn't packed up, right?"

"I don't know. He didn't even tell me what it is."

The music was loud and everyone was in a jubilant mood, drinking and dancing. Alan the captain knew well that if he drank, he would end up loosing all his dignity and prestige then and there, so he refrained from drinking. He was quietly sitting at his seat, with Jeff fast asleep on his shoulder, who had passed out quite long back just after two shots. Pete sat on another chair, opposite of Alan. This man was almost fine, even after six shots, fine enough to drive a car but not that fine to tell anyone the sum of two and two (Uh...six? Or wait...eight?). Centre of attraction was Babe, Charlie and Way, who were dancing their asses off at the dance floor after getting thoroughly drunk.

The only person who wasn't enjoying anything was North.

"I'm leaving," declared North, as he picked up his phone and keys from the sofa.

"Wait, this early?" Alan questioned, quite surprised.

"I'm not enjoying anything. It's better I go home and rest. Guess you'll take care of everything?"

"Er...maybe?" Alan said in a questioning tone, his eyes helplessly looking at a completely wasted Pete who was snuggled up against his chair, mumbling incoherent words, "I-I thought he would help me but...Well. Never mind. You go. I'll see what I can do. Drive safely. Bye!"

North went outside the bar and sat inside his car. He quickly drove out of the noisy place, heading straight towards his home. He definitely wanted to stay back, the party was for him after all...but How the fuck will I enjoy if he isn't here?

North drew closer to his mansion and after parking his car inside the garage, he straight up went inside his house. Gosh! What place is better on Earth than your house? It seemed great. But...it also seemed different.