DRIVE! (hiatus)

encounter

6.

Bobby went downstairs and found Donghyuk checking on his broken fender.

"How's religion doing?"

Donghyuk didn't reply, he keeps on trying to fix the fender.

"Buy a new one, I'll give you the money." Bobby sat on his favorite old armchair.

"Buy a new fender?" DK asked.

"No, new car, for fuck's sake this car is messy."

DK tsking at Bobby's comment, "buy me Camaro."

His statement earn mocking laugh from Bobby, "you still want the Camaro like lady Lisa's?"

"Yeah, she's like my undying favorit goddess," he groans, "she's speeding in a Camaro is my forever kink!"

Bobby bitterly laughing, everything in Lisa is his kink, not only her in her car, so DK shouldn't compete with him about that, "yeah, too bad now she and her retired-but-don't-worry-because-I'm-super-rich boyfriend is probably fucking each other on a yacht sailing towards the rainbow."

Donghyuk rolled his eyes, "By the way, have you seen the news about his retirement? One of his engineer named Yoyo said it was a steer wheel failure, he said B.I's wheel was actually bent but B.I refuse to change it, they have footage about it."

Bobby shrugged his shoulder, "like I care."

"The crash doesn't seems so bad actually, I mean, it looked serious, but I've seen worse. So there's no way he injured his face like you said." He continued, ignoring Bobby's uninterested face. Bobby likes to play ignorant, especially to a big legal racing, he got a huge disappointment on it. "oh hey by the way speaking of safety," Donghyuk took a brochure from his pocket.

Bobby squint his eyes while handed a brochure about racing suit. In his first races, Bobby focused on winning the prize, feeling stack of cash on his pocket is the best feeling ever, he was never focused on being the best, only the fastest, he doesn't care about cars, engine, nor safety. He was invisible. Even until today, he still challenging the death sometimes, he's not scared of flashing like a bullet without any safety gear, "oh come on, those overpriced suit and helmet is for pussies."

"It's for safety." DK replied.

"Use condom for safety." Bobby extend his leg on the coffee table, crossing it on the end.

"Some teams wearing it already."

"Which team?"

DK paused. pretending to wipe his hands with a towel.

"You're talking about the legal street racing, dumbass, and we're not them." Bobby scoffed.

There are few legal street racing in Seoul, means that they have their own circuit, if not, they will have a midnight city racing which legally permitted by the government. 

They act like a saint, in the level they'd pointed at the illegal street racer like they're dirty sinner. Some of them are cocky, they think they're some kind of formula one world champion driver. Bobby really want to race against them, won, and spit on their face, especially the one from Team A racing, their main racer named Kim Jinwoo, super handsome and won the race several times, he's famous for being racer, and modelling. Again, Bobby laughed at that contradicted career.

DK sat across Bobby, he knew why he hate legal racing so much. Back then he didn't have any issue with it, he watched Formula One, NASCAR (even mostly for lady Lisa), and some racing game in Seoul. And around three years a go, someone scouted Bobby, wanted to make him their racer and it excited everyone, Bobby tried to be calm even though his hands trembling when he hold the contract draft. He was this close to be a legal racer, but then one of the CEO of the racing team he was about to join came and saw him smoking, —it wasn't restricted and wasn't in the contract anyway—but seems like he wants his own son, Kang Seung Yoon, to get the position, so he opposed Bobby. Bobby knew his game so he left with the contract teared apart on the ground.