seventeen imagines ii

dk - retirement

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"y/n!" seokmin shouts and runs over to you. with your trophy by your feet, you open your arms and practically jump into his. "you did so amazing out there, baby," he says to you and pecks your lips.

"thanks," you reply with a smile. "did you get some good shots?" you ask.

"yea. gonna have a lot of editing to do, but it'll be alright," he says to you and puts you on the ground.

you look around and notice someone looking at you. it looks like they're trying to get your attention so you can be interviewed.

"i think i gotta go, babe," you say to him.

"hm? oh," seokmin nods, "go. i'm going to get some more shots."

you go over to an area to be interviewed and people are almost swarming you. some security guards have to settle everyone down before you can be interviewed.

"y/n! how does it feel to have won your last race?"

"people say your performance when you were in monaco was better. any comments?"

"y/n, why did you decide to retire?"

you take a deep breath in before speaking. "today's race was an honor to be a part of. despite the difficulty, i think all of the participants showed themselves today," you speak in front of many mic packs that are being held by reporters. "the decision to retire wasn't an easy one, but today's race was my last race as a professional. i have been honored with being one of the many professionals in this field, and i can't wait to see what the future has to bring for the future for me as well as others."

more questions start being thrown out, and you answer them as you can. the questions start to focus on about your retirement, but you don't mind. the news was slowly let public because of how well liked you are.

when you're done getting interviewed, you meet with your crew.

"dinner on me, alright?" you say to them, "and you guys gotta meet the kid."

"chan, right?" one of your crew asks. "think he can keep up?"

you grin, "just because i'm not driving doesn't mean i'll be gone. i'll make sure he gets everything straight."

"you don't need to help us, y/n. we got everything," another crew member says to you while some of them pack up stuff.

"you sure?" you ask.

"yea, don't worry about it," they reply.

"thanks."

you look around and find seokmin taking photos in the press area. you don't want to bother him yet since he needs to get his photos, so you go to another area and change out of your suit. when you're done changing, you pack up your backpack and sit in a room where a few of the racers are.

you're pretty friendly with most of them, but you didn't feel like talking to them right now. honestly, you're getting pretty sad since everything's over. your career that you started off years ago is now over. however, you know you won't be away from the races. maybe you'll end up being a commentator once in a while.

but for now, you'll live your life.

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"baby?"

you look up and see seokmin walking in with his backpack on. it looks like he's done working for the day since his camera isn't out.

"you okay?" he asks when he walks over to you.

you nod, "yea. just a little sad," you reply.

"i bet," he replies and kisses your forehead. "you know, we'll probably be back here to watch a race in a few months," he says, "and you can just take mingyu's car for a little joyride on the course when we go to a race."

you chuckle, "i definitely will do that."

"ready to go?" he asks, holding his hand out to you.

you nod and take his hand, "let's go."

you and seokmin leave the building together. there's still some paparazzi lingering, but you give simple waves and smiles to the photographers. you meet with your crew and all of you decide to head to a restaurant for dinner.

"hey y/n," one of your crew members calls. he holds your trophy up, "i think you should bring this one with us."

"bring it to dinner? and have seokmin drink out of it again?" you ask.

"oh come on, you did that before i did," seokmin says to you.

"and i'll do it again if it means you'll do it," you say to him. "hand it over," you say and receiver your trophy.

"wait, stop right there. you look cute," seokmin says and suddenly takes his backpack off. he fishes his camera out and turns it on. "gotta show off the best racer in this industry," he says and takes the lens cap off.

you smile, "she's retired now," you remind him.

"doesn't matter. she'll be number one in my heart for the rest of our lives," seokmin says and holds up his camera to take a photo of you.