Wrong number

12: date and party

After Austria

Private chat between Pierre and Yuki

Pear: I'm gonna pick you up in an hour 😉

Yukino: yes see you there <3

Pear: <3

*real life*

Yuki then sprinted from his couch to his room and went to grab some clean clothes to go shower. He wanted to be perfect for Pierre. He stood for a few seconds in front of the closet, wondering what to wear. He took a t-shirt and a shirt to put on it. He took a pair of black cargos and a necklace. He went into the bathroom and got in the shower. He quickly washed himself and dried up with a towel.

He got out and dressed up. He tried his best to put his hair together with a bit of gel and water. Yuki also sprayed some cologne. He looked at his reflection in the mirror and breathed deeply. He was really nervous to go out with Pierre.

He was trying to encourage himself and to say encouraging phrases but he got interrupted by the bell. He ran out of the bathroom and put on his shoes, almost tripping. How stupid would he look? He looked again at himself and placed his hair before opening the door to his date. The Frenchman looked at him and smiled, hearts in his eyes. Yuki became all red and looked down at his shoes.

"- Hi, Pierre said still smiling as he approached Yuki.

- Hi, he took the arm Pierre was offering.

- Shall we go? Pierre asked him getting him outside of his flat.

They closed the door and Yuki locked it. They started walking, arm in arm. They both went to Pierre's car and sat inside.

- Where are we going? Yuki asked curiously.

- Ah, that's a surprise for you, Pierre answered him. Oh come on don't look at me like that.

Pierre laughed softly seeing Yuki pouting when he couldn't know where they were going. He wanted to know and he was exited for this date.

- Pleaaaaaaaaaase! the Japanese begged him."

Pierre then mimicked his hand closing a zipper to shut his mouth. The future couple was arriving at a red light and Yuki was still trying to guess what they were gonna do. So to shut him up, Pierre leaned in and kissed his cheek. Yuki was actually really surprised and actually shut up. He flushed so hard he was even more red than Charles' Ferrari.

It was now silent in the car beside the calm Italian music playing from the radio. Pierre drove them to their destination.

Yuki was looking through the window and his eyes widened as he saw a karting track. "Omg Pierre!" Yuki was very much happy. Pierre pulled over and the Japanese immediately got out, ecstatic. The Frenchman smiled seeing his Yuki like that.

They walked up to the reception and Pierre told his name for his reservation which was the entire track for them. They both got into karts and Pierre got into the number 10 as Yuki took number 22. The duo then went on track. For the first lap, Yuki was ahead but suddenly Pierre came wheel to wheel with him. They raced like that for a few laps until Pierre fully overtook Yuki. They frequently changed positions and bumped sometimes.