SeHo | Ride

Second Best

Just like every weekend, Sehun would impatiently wait for the final ten minutes before his last class for the week was over. Not only was he studying extra hard for his art class, but he was also motivated to visit his biker club any chance he got. Most importantly, he couldn't wait for the opportunity for the next big race. They have practiced for months, Spring finally approaching after many slippery races in the rain. The sunny days of the crew riding miles on the road in a line, sightseeing and marking every spot as their temporary hangout as they traveled various districts. He could get used to this lifestyle. Watching Junmyeon peacefully watch the sun go down as they take a break from long moments of riding, and even having chats and discreet moments of flirting. Whenever anyone wasn't looking, Junmyeon would brush his hand on Sehun's jeans as he walked by, with a flirtatious look. It drove Sehun wild. Also, the sense of danger and recklessness aroused him and being more eager to win. Not only he wanted to prove to cocky Chanyeol that he was better, but he was also eager to kiss Junmyeon's lips again. Replaying the kisses and touches in his head like a mantra of that night. He would do whatever it takes to win his heart. Somedays, when he would watch Junmyeon leave their usual hang out with a smirk on his face, it was most certain Sehun had the idea that the offer was still on the table. Another win, another kiss. Even more. 

"Listen up, everyone," Junmyeon yelled over the loud chatter of his crew. The noise ceased in their usual bar, and Sehun turned over on his chair as Chanyeol did the same. 

"Our speeds and techniques have been pretty excellent, so I think its time for us to finally compete in another grand race. The winning prize is 23,178,200 won (20,000 dollars).  We will finally compete with one of the most competitive bike racers in Daegu. The Mavericks." Kai uttered a despair noise at that. 

"They never won a race. We will accept their challenge!" Chanyeol yelled and slammed his water on the table. "This will be their first loss. We have been practicing for months now and I'm positive we can kick their asses with no problem. We are ready!"

"Let's do it." Sehun agreed, "We've pretty much beaten every local crew in Seoul. We are just as competitive."

"And as always," Junmyeon stated, "I have to choose two for every tag race... And I've thoroughly thought of who to choose to compete in the race against the Mavericks." Junmyeon paced across the dive bar, slowly walking up to the edge of the round table, rapping his fingers on the wood, thoughtfully.

Sehun sighed confidently. Of course, he would be one to race. Junmyeon's constant praises and good jobs during their past practices were enough signs to prove he was capable of racing. And of course, Chanyeol is commonly the top competitor besides Junmyeon. He cockily smirked at Chanyeol and Chanyeol smiled in return. Suddenly, Chanyeol's smile faded once he heard Junmeyon nominate the two riders to compete against the Mavericks.

"Sehun... Minseok... I've been very impressed by your speed times and individual techniques for the past few months. I expect you to be just as superb during this tag race."

Minseok dropped his mouth in shock but accepted his position, and took a slight glance at Chanyeol whose face was slowly painting in a fleshy pink. Chanyeol's face didn't show any anger, but everyone else could tell he was utterly disappointed as his he bawled his shaking fists and slid them under the bar.

"I'm sure not to disappoint you, leader!" Minseok chimed, squinting his eyes with fierce pride. Sehun wanted to say something to add more salt to the burn at Chanyeol. The one and only cocky, egoistic obnoxious Chanyeol who always bragged about how he always competed in races and won because he was the best, has now stepped down by another member. Sehun wanted to, his throat burned to rub it in but he knew it wasn't the right time as he could tell Chanyeol was hurting inside.