Hiccstrid Shorts

The Track

Look, my Dad is obsessed over sport cars, and he was talking about the corvette c8 that was coming out. (Even I'll admit I'm a little excited, I like cars too) Then, this awesome au popped into my head.

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Age: 19-20
Couples: Hiccstrid/Hashley
Place: The Race Track (Modern AU)
Summary: Hamish is a race car driver. Always has been, always will be. Just read the darn thing.
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Hamish stood infront of the mirror, adjusting the collar on his race suit. Ashley stood beside him, chin on his padded shoulder and arms around his waist.

"You look so unbelievably hot in that," Ashley smirked, a faint hint of blush on her face.

"You look so irresistibly hot too," he returned, now strapping on his black gloves, eyeing her clothes and any showing skin. She was wearing a plain white t-shirt with a checked baby blue jacket on top. She wore dark blue jeans and black flats, her hair down.
Hamish found her almost intoxicating, so he made sure his suit was tight in that particular domain so he wouldn't be humiliated when standing on the podium. He didn't need anymore fangirls trying to take pictures of  his dick.

He turned around smiling his dorky grin and put his hand on her waist, and they felt the sparks through all his layers of clothing. He pulled her closer than she was before, making her gasp and rest her hands on his shoulders.
He planted his lips on hers, and they both smiled through the kiss, madly in love.

You see, Hamish was preparing for his annual car race. Recently, the Corvette c8 had been released in Australia, and Hamish was inlove with the car at first sight. After quite a long while of saving and working double the amount of time, he was able to purchase it.

This was the first time he was racing it, his friends, girlfriend and father watching from the sidelines.
"You ready to go?" He asked her once he broke the kiss. She nodded, and they made their way to load the car onto their trailer.

Hamish had to leave early compared to the bystanders, seeing as he was taking part in the event. He had to know his position, practise the track, and more.

Once the two drove into town, they unloaded the corvette, and those who were already there watched eagerly.
Hamish received comments like,

"Nice car, mate."

"Is that yours!?"

"Good luck,"

And the most common...

"I wish I could pay for something like that."

Hamish kissed Ashley on the cheek before stepping into his popular car, and driving it around the track. Soon enough, after a few hours, more and more people turned up. Eventually the Gang, Heather and Stoick turned up, watching the bright red car slowly go around the track, standing out from the rest.
"Is that the car Ashley's jealous over?" Heather smirked, making the Gang laugh. Then, the commentaters started speaking.

"Good morning everyone! Supposedly you've all gathered to watch this year's race! I'm Mulch," One commentater greeted.

"And I'm Bucket! The first thing I think we should point out, Mulch, is the corvette driving around! Look at that beauty!" Bucket cried.

"Aye, and it's Hamish Haddock's. The first one to be purchased in western Australia, possibly in the whole Southern region!" Mulch replied, and high-fives went around the Gang.
Hamish's boss, Viggo, had wondered why Hamish suddenly picked up double the amount of work, and everyone knew how much he hated his job despite how well he excelled in it. Viggo nodded, that made sense.