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overdrive.

that was all he'd ever known, all his father ever knew and cared to love him for. a family of speed limit chasers. and just so, his lovely fondness for black bugatti cars matched his animalistic behaviour in the bed.

there was no doubt in mind how he managed to score the beauty that was hanging herself out of his window just this moment.

the silk of her dress rode up her legs, exposing the black lace thong she wore underneath. she didn't seem to mind, instead, enjoying the small gesture they'd both been placed in.

it would have done everyone better if he'd kept his eyes on the road, but he didn't.

oh god. yoongi took a deep breath in. the hand he had on the wheel tightened.

you just had to let me know, huh?

the thrill of it all, he supposed, was what made her giggle when they passed a red light or when they scared sidewalk crossers. he'd supposed that was why she'd then lift herself up higher, a hand raised to the heavens, as she'd throw the middle finger.

a middle finger at the towering buildings. at the men and women of the city. at him and at herself and at the god that created them.

there was something about her.

something he could afford to destroy.

11:23pm , july 17th 2023.

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