DRIVE! (hiatus)

B.I

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"Inhale..."

"Exhale..."

"Feel the pressure right at hips..."

Hanbin raised his eyebrows before his eyes follows, blinking from the soft rays of sun light through his big glass window. Rolling over a bit just to find his california king size bed is empty at the other side.

Lips smirking, the sound is getting reasonable.

He rolled over and support his head with his elbow, head resting at the top of his fist, "Morning..." he murmured.

A slender girl is sitting in some yoga position, above her pale blue yoga mat, in simple sports bra and a tights.

She flips her neat ponytail to look at Hanbin, "morning..."

Hanbin drag himself to sat up a little, let his back rest on the head board, watching the pretty girl finishing her morning routine.

She stretched her right deltoid muscle and groan a little. Hanbin knew her history with that damage muscle.

Lisa, his girl's name, Switzerland-Thailand blood running in her made her exceptionally beautiful. She's the daughter of Marco Bruschweiler, owner of Bruschwheel racing team. She was a racer, just like Hanbin himself, but had to gave up every dream due to a fatal crash in Atlanta two years a go. She was pinning to the wall by an aggressive driver on the last lap that made her lose her balance and rolled inside her baby Camaro.

Lisa earned more than thirty stitches after went through two intense surgeries. And after that life isn't the same anymore for Lisa, her dreams of being the first woman to compete in Bristol track robbed from her, she cried for weeks, but at least smile were back on her face when Hanbin proposed her eight months a go.

Lisa blackened the TV that show her online yoga instructor and stood up, swaying her slim legs towards the lazy man on the bed.

She bend down to reach Hanbin's lips while Hanbin slithering her waist and cupped each side.

"What time is your rehearsal?" she asked while sitting on the edge of the bed, hands taking off her elastic yoga socks.

"Afternoon." He murmures, "but imma hit the gym in an hour."

"An hour?" Lisa slips her leg up, dragging herself to him and claiming those lips again, "I'm going to New York tonight and be back before the race."

"Photoshot?" he crooked his head while Lisa sat on his lap.

"Fashion week." after that incident, Lisa is busier with being a motivational speaker, fashion enthusiast, part time model, and a social elite.

"You'll be back in two days?" Hanbin trails his eyes down from her eyes towards her lips.

Lisa took the danger by licking the corner of her mouth then nodded.

"So should I push the gym time to after lunch?"

"Better that way..." Lisa purrs.

"Hmm..." Hanbin pressed their lips together, morning sex is always his favorite.

But not with the sound of someone's breaking into his suite hotel with a spare key, moreover, with an over-volumizing voice that hurts anyone's eardrums.

"Rise and shine!!!"

"Fuck." Hanbin groans.

Lisa chuckles. She jumped off her fiance and walked towards the the big door that separate the bedroom with the big living room, Lisa opened the door.