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a/n; QUICK INTERVENTION BEFORE WE START! originally in this fic, guk was 13 but i realized that was a bit too young so i edited it to 17. also yoon is 19-20-ish so now they can have sex and stuff yaay anyway continue reading
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SCENT of musky leather infiltrated Jeongguk's being as he tentatively closed the door behind him. The interior of Yoongi's car was lined with, surprise surprise, a mauve leather overcoat; roof and doors coloured a dark grey. Beyond the musk was a hint of something else though, an aroma Jeongguk had detected somewhere in his life, but he wasn't sure as to where.
He glanced over at Yoongi as the tinkle of keys sounded, with the older already strapped in. Their eyes met briefly, with Yoongi passing a quick, reassuring smile, before the mustang came to life with a deep rumble.
"Soooo..." Jeongguk nervously clasped and unclasped his fingers. "Where we goin'?"
Yoongi laughed. "Tell me kid, you ever been anywhere outside that house each summer?"
Jeongguk shook his head.
"There's a town 'round a mile away, real quaint place. You'd like it."
"Ah." The brunette nodded slowly, as he rolled the window down, allowing the blistering hot air to rush in. It couldn't be called pleasant in any way, but it was better than no air at all.
Beside him Yoongi let out a groan of annoyance. "Blast this motherfucking summer. Never been hotter, honestly. I swear, this morning I was boutta melt like a fucking popsicle."
"Thus, the crop top?" Jeongguk asked.
"Thus; the crop top." Yoongi gestured to his sweaty abdomen in faux grandeur, before erupting in a wheeze, making Jeongguk smile. He liked when Yoongi laughed. Sure, it sounded like an old walrus coughing, but it was a cute kind of cough.
Shut up Jeongguk, what are you saying--
"Anyway," he interrupted his thoughts, fanning his skin with one hand. "You could have at least waited for me to wear something nice, I look terrible."
Out of the corner of his eye, he detected Yoongi raking his gaze over his body.
"Nah," the older replied. "You look rad. Besides, too nice would just get us in trouble. Wouldn't want anyone to know you're a rich kid."
"Thought you said this place was quaint."
"It is, but not for your lot."
They drove past fields and stretches of nothingness mostly, with a faraway barn or two in the distance. At some point the road broke down to mere dust and rocks and Jeongguk almost jostled onto Yoongi's lap. After many flushed apologies, and "don't worry bout it"s , the dirt trail came to an end.
