Ride or Die : a Kimchay Story.

Chapter 12 : ''Ride or Die''

KimChay POV :

Kim was in his damn car.

Inside.

Sitting on the passenger side.
Right next to Chay....

Porchay was frozen, unable to even breathe normally, he said nothing.
The fuck?!
Why was he here ?!

''Are you still going to do this race?'' hissed his elder's voice.

Oh, he was angry too.
This was the second time Porchay managed to make Kimhan so angry.
The young boy said nothing yet, his eyes fixed on the red line in front of him.
Of fucking he was going to do it.
The Hunter X Team was counting on him.

''You know you won't win. All your opponents will be ready to kill you to win and eliminate you in the first round.'' this time...his voice, Kim's voice was more mocking. ''They'll just crash your car into a wall, or they've already messed up with your engine...''

''Did you do it?'' fucking asshole, Porchay reacted and the anger inside him roared.

Kim crossed his arms, he ignored the younger man's angry look.

''Maybe you just won't have the fuel to keep moving forward. You will therefore be declared out of competition... It's the only way to survive, to be honest...''

Porchay glared at him, but he slowly returned to a neutral face.
Kim had come to provoke him, but why?
He still wanted to force Porchay to move further away?
It was a stupid game of the cat and the mouse.
<< Follow me and I push you away, go away and I follow you...>>

''I'm going to win.''

''Why so?''

<< Because that's something you don't know. >>
Porchay knew what a genius Kimhan Theerapanyakul was. Not knowing something? It could drive him crazy... And become obsessive.
This was Porchay's very objective.

''You said you won't meddle in my business anymore.'' muttered Porchay, putting his hands on the steering wheel. "So now get out of my car."

Kim raised an eyebrow.
It was really endearing to see his little one become so stupid just to get his attention.
Kim let out a long sigh and put his hand on the handle:

''One last thing.''

''What ?''

''If you decide to be less stupid and want to stop your childish tantrum... You will just have to call me. The race ends once I choose a driver good enough to be the face of the Theerapanyakul's family... So unless you want to die, you better call me.''

Porchay frowned.
Seriously ?
Now Kim wanted Porchay to return to him?
What a fucking dry joke.
His heartbeat was a mess, especially since Kimhan looked really sexy when mad... Oh stop.
Stupid heart.

''Why would I do that?''

Kim got up, slammed the door, walked around the car and knocked on Chay's window.
The latter heaved an exasperated sigh and slowly lowered his window:

''What do you wan-t... ?''

''If you don't want to be murdered by my father, you better think seriously about it, angel.''

Kim's icy voice made Porchay shiver.
That old man ?
Kimhan's father ?! That fucking asshole who had kept his mother inside a whole appartement for years ?!

''Great. You want me dead in your fucking race and your daddy want me dead for good too. Maybe he'll get what he wants. Now, for the fucking last time, please, turn away and never come back next to me... I don't even know what you were looking for... This is what I am doing and this is what I will do. You have no power over this, Kim.''

Oh.
Porchay was out of breath.
His heart was beating so fast that it was hurting his chest.
Kimhan Theerapanyakul didn't move, his head was down, looking at Chay.

''THE COMPETITION IS GOING TO START, PLEASE, SUPPORTERS MAY YOU GO BACK TO YOUR SEAT... I REPEAT : THE COMPETITION IS GOING TO START....''

Porchay was about to leave, his hand on his key.
But he felt a finger under his chin, slowly moving him to Kim's face.

''If you don't die here, I'll make your life so miserable... My sweet little one. You'll wish to be dead here.''

''Fuck off.''

Chay's words was only a small whisper. Kim's lips were already on his.
And nothing made sense anymore.

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