Call me yours

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,,What if we can make the car even faster?!" Chris was with his team in a Ferrari garage. Talking about next big race.

Tom was sitting in the back. Drawing with Michelle. Chris needs to train, so he was spending time with her. He was looking at him. He was thinking about him. He was so cute. Walking around in a short-sleeved shirt and trousers from his racing suit. Talking about making his car faster. He was hot when he was thinking.

,,I mean we can still take something from the back" Chris pointed at a car map. ,,It will be less safer" said a woman who was a safety analysis. ,,I don't care" he said as he played with his hair.

,,I am not letting you do that!" Tom stood up. ,,Same" said others from the team. Chris smiled at all of them and winks on Tom. ,,Or we can take away passenger seat" he said. ,,That is safe" team said.  ,,Okay let's do it"

,,How could you even thought about removing something from the back and making your car less safer!!" Tom angrily said to Chris. They were at Chris's home. Michelle was asleep. ,,It will be still safe enough to keep me alive" he said not even looking away from microwave. Tom took a deep breath.

,,Chris, listen" he turns to him. Chris looks at him. Once again he gets lost in his ocean eyes. ,,Mhhuh" Tom shook his head to get away from those eyes. ,,Do you know how dangerous is your job?"

Chris looked at him from his bowl of salad. ,,Yes? I don't know what do you mean?" Chris was disappointed. Tom looked at him. He was so cute when he was disappointed.

,,Last race, you had a car crash. I thought I will lose my-ehmm best friend. It is dangerous. I-" he looked at Chris. He smiled. Chris stood up and came to him. ,,I know how dangerous it is" he laughed. ,,I love it. I love the adrenaline. Don't be afraid, I will not die out there" he smiled and continues eating his salad. ,,I-" Tom looked at Chris. ,,I don't want to lose you!" Tom said sadly.

Chris looked at him. ,,I know. I don't want to lose you too. I mean, you can die out there too. Plane crash, car crash. It is the same" he smiled. Tom sadly smiled too.

,,I am yours" he softly said, and closed the door. Tom froze at the moment. He was standing in front of gate of Chris's house. Yours? Like his? Chris is his? Tom was disappointed.

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