Chapter Ten: Stop Going Psycho Over Dick

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"I always seem to win. When I'm done with her, I bet she won't try that shit again."

"You look like you just got some good dick," Minghao wiggled his eyebrows at you as you walked towards him and the group

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"You look like you just got some good dick," Minghao wiggled his eyebrows at you as you walked towards him and the group.

You rolled your eyes at your new friend and continued your path toward the group with Sammy.

"Like you would know what a girl who just got good dick looks like, Xu," Jamie scoffed at the man. "Anyway, Y/N, how was it."

You smiled as you recalled the race and the way it made you feel.

"Fantastic," you sighed dreamily, your eyes glistening under the lights of the track.

Minghao walked over to you and wrapped his arm around you for the millionth time that night.

"And now you sound like you just got some good dick," he giggled at his joke.

You sent the back of your hand into his chest and told him to fuck off.

He didn't.

"Hey," Sammy looked around the group, searching for something. "Where's Johnny?"

You looked around the group and saw no sight of the man, you still needed to thank him.

Unfortunately for you, he was nowhere to be found.

"I think he hit the bars," Wendy spoke, trying to remember if he said anything before he left. "I don't know, he looked kinda booty tickled."

Sammy's eyebrows creased at her recollection.

"Shit," he muttered under his breath. His neck craned to look over to another part of Hell, probably the bars. "I'm gonna go look for him."

He locked his car before turning to the group.

"Kk," Minghao spoke funnily. "Text me when you find his dramatic ass."

Sammy feigned a laugh, scratching the back of his head nervously.

"Haha, yeah," he shuffled awkwardly before looking over to you. "It was nice to meet you Na Y/N. I hope you had a good first night in Seoul."

You nodded, assuring him that you did.

"I did," you waved at the racer. "Thanks for the ride."

He waved back at you, slowly walking backward.

"You're welcome," was the last thing he said before fully turning around and speed walking towards the bars.

Your stomach growled.

'Damn fucking munchies,' you rolled your eyes and the side effect.

"Hey, Hoseok?" you turned around to look at your roommate. "Is there food anywhere?"

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