` the streets

@★ li wenhan (sh) Kim Joonmyun was normally a mild-mannered man with a polite smile always grazing his face. The only person who really knew how to grate at his nerves was none other than Li Wenhan, his ex.

Joonmyun took chances at eyeing the other's car in attempt to figure out the other's next move. Before the male had a chance to think further ahead the other had suddenly surpassed him in a rather seemingly effortless drift. His lips pressed together in a thin line before he hightailed the other man, following him to the warehouse parking lot.

Once he spied Wenhan get out of his vehicle he swiftly pulled up alarmingly close to the other's body. Joonmyun pushed open his door, got out of his Mazda RX-7 he obtained recently, and tugged off his helmet before taking in the nostalgic scent of burnt rubber.

Joonmyun tossed his helmet onto his seat and began to strip off his jacket, his body still humming from the rush. When he caught a hold of the other's question he replied with a saccharine tone with a hint of sarcasm lacing the words, "Oh Hannie~ It was absolutely, positively wonderful."

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@kim hanbin /laughs and places a hand on your shoulder to give it a light pat/ Its all good, buddy. I mean, we all have that spark that'll help us remember the good ol' days. Besides, I also think that this'll be a great ride. /nods with a grin/

@♠ kim taehyung After having to deal with snappy drivers the entire day, not satisfied that he had been unable to hook them up with some nitro, Kyungsoo was done and out. "Stupid... Bastards." Muttering curses to himself, Kyungsoo made his way to the meet, and an hour later he's trudging his way back home because of a fight he engaged himself in. Taehyung was a friend of his, both of them stubborn. "We'll come around it... I hope." Reassurances die on his lips as he enters his home and collapses on his bed, eyes closing as his mind wanders off to go over today's happenings.

@kim jongdae On an regular night Kyungsoo would be curled up in bed with his blanket and many pillows on his king sized bed, but tonight the mechanic opted to go out and attempt to have fun without one of his friends nagging him to do so. He closed his garage down early tonight because no one came in and he finished all his work, a situation that only happened every other month. Dragging his small body into his black Porsche Cayman, Kyungsoo found himself wandering the streets, stopping after half an hour to get a drink. Sweet bubble tea filling his stomach, he hopped back into his ride and decided his efforts were in vain, and directed his car to turn left when a vehicle - completely out of control - rammed itself into the right side of Kyungsoo's precious Cayman, leading in the inevitable spiraling toward what seemed to be in the dizzying speed, a fire hydrant. Everything in his vision goes black and the mechanic is passed out behind the wheel for what seems like hours until he feels drops of water soaking themselves into his shirt, and sliding down his cheek. It's then that he notices a man is telling at him, and although he wants to respond, Kyungsoo's voice is stuck in his throat and all he manages to do is nod once before his vision goes white, and he's out.

@♣ do kyungsoo [] no rush babe< 3

@kim jongdae [] oh yeah-
my brain otl i'll get on the reply soon

@♣ do kyungsoo [] from what we plotted, i thought so bc then jongdae brings ksoo home and finds out the next day exactly who ksoo is

@kim jongdae [] wait is ksoo the one in the car crash-

@♣ do kyungsoo Weekends for Jongdae hold a certain purpose; they are a time that he spends personally stocking up on parts, or exploiting his free time either at the pub or working on something new in his garage. This weekend wasn't any different from any other weekend (yet) as Jongdae pulls out of the pub's parking lot with a clear mind; he doesn't dare drive intoxicated. It would go against his creed: car's are machines, not bullets. Machines are meant to be taken care of, and it's ironic that just as he pulls onto the street and marvels at the thought of opening up a pristine sports car, he hears the crunch of metal and the wail of a car alarm.
Now, there were two options for Kim Jongdae, and as tempting as it seemed for him to assume that someone at this hour of the night would have heard and reported that to the police, he turns around (and illegal u-turn for a very legitimate reason) and took a detour from his original route. It wasn't long before he saw the sight: horrendous, in all honesty. One corner of the hood was decimated, plowed into a fire hydrant and the hydrant itself was damaged. A plume of water rose as high as a flag pole before the spray turned and came back down. Getting out of his car and - soaked or not - Jongdae reaches the driver's side and pries it open.
"Hey- Hey! Are you okay?"

@♦ meto Running his hand through his hair, Hyunwoo made his way out of his car as he looked around. Today he didn't have a race or anything, but his friend was racing and since the other is somehow young, he decided to go check on him, just in case the other do anything stupid, which he probably will judging his personality, and Hyunwoo knew too well that this place is not somewhere for you to mess around with. Leaning against his car slightly, he watched as people walked past him, not giving them much attention as he didn't care about them to be honest. Pulling out his phone, he checked the time since he noticed that the boy was nowhere around.

As he was about to make a call, someone suddenly talked to him, making him look up from his phone 'Hey sweetheart, need a ride back home?' the guy asked, making Hyunwoo blink, before he rolled his eyes "I can take care of myself alone, and I certainly don't need a ride" he said as he tried to make his way past the guy. Pushing his way forcefully against the boy, he walked away while shaking his head, wondering what's wrong with those people. Slightly sighing, he decided to look around starting to feel worried about his friend.

As he was looking around, he felt a hand on his mouth then he was forcefully pulled away to an alley. Struggling against the strong arms, he groaned when he was pushed hard against the wall. "What the is wrong with you?!" he growled at the guy from earlier who was with his friends now. 'Oooh~ he bites' the joked making him spit at them in return. "Such a dirty things" he responded looking at the guys in disgust, when he suddenly received a punch in the stomach making him groan in pain as he was forced to fall on the floor with a second punch.

@♣ do kyungsoo Taehyung knew he shouldn't have come out tonight. He'd been in a foul disposition all day, but he had done well to hold his tongue thus far. That was... until Kyungsoo showed up to the meet in just as bad of a mood.
At this point, Taehyung wasn't sure who had snapped first anymore, but since the first sharp words had left their mouths; they hadn't stopped. Taehyung knew this wasn't supposed to be with your friends and honestly he felt guilty, but the words just kept coming as he curled his hands in the pockets of his hoodie.
He should have just stayed in bed...

@♠ jung jinhyeong [ alright <3 ]

@♠ kim jongin [Thank chu bby <333 ; v ; I'm on it now~!]

@♠ jung jinhyeong [ i posted in jongin's apt c; ]

@♠ jung jinhyeong [ it's okay my love, i'm used to it by now ; - ) ]

{} oH MY GOD
"The epitome of perfect imperfection." I KENNOT GOODBYE

[, I'M SORRY, THIS WASN'T MEANT TO BE LONG. I JUST CAUGHT FEELINGS. HORY SHET.]

@♠ kim jongin It didn't even seem as if they were in the bathroom anymore. They were skipping ugly pebbles in the ponds and feeding mallards with scraps of leftovers from Woohyun's packed lunches that they didn't really want the most. They were lounging beneath a 1999 Mazda MX-5 Miata to admire its minimal mechanical complexity. They were holding one another back at a racing meet when one of the other contenders failed to keep his 'tricks' to himself during Sungyeol's match. They were floating amidst memories long-gone and feelings that still lingered like cobwebs wafting in the breeze... But they weren't here anymore. Not to Jinhyeong. And it was almost an out-of-body experience to watch Jongin unwind himself from his arms- his breathing slowly becoming more recognizable- as he set to work to try and fix things. But there wasn't really anything that needed fixing in the boy's youthful eyes. To him, this was what was meant to happen- the unraveling of truths and finally picking themselves apart at their frayed seams. This was meant to happen. But as Jongin turned to face him, shock and utter horror plain against that lovely exterior, it was clear that he was perhaps the only one to think so naively. "Hyung-" He barely managed before the other was out of the bathroom, his footsteps echoing against the flooring and barely filtering to Jinhyeong's ears. This was how things were meant to happen, and yet all he could do for now was stand there in stark silence, allowing his mind to rap around everything once more... Because he couldn't go comfort his hyung in such a state of passivity, and that's what Jongin needed most as of now... Comfort. Knowing what needed to be done, the younger padded out of the bathroom, his eyes scaling the bedroom long enough for him to shake his head as if in disapproval. He did the same to other areas of the apartment- the living room, the corridor- all of it trailed by his hazy gaze, only to be met with a soft frown. It wasn't until he made it to the kitchen that his 'search' ended, spotting the mask immediately on the granite counter top as he plucked it into his fingers and headed out to the front. Jinhyeong took in one shaky breath, uncertain of how Jongin would react, and filled to the brim with anxious nerves because of it. He sat beside the other, crossing his legs and remaining quiet before placing the abandoned mask in his hyung's lap- fighting to maintain a quiescence in his voice. "I told you, hyung... You're beautiful," he murmured, his words almost swallowed by the chilly morning stillness. "And um... You might not believe it, but I guess I'll just have to beat into you until you do..." Because his hyung was gorgeous, every ing thing about him... The epitome of perfect imperfection.

@♠ kim jongin [sHET-- GOOD POINT XD We can move this Jongin's apt, if you like e u e]

@♠ jung jinhyeong [ it's funny how we're still in the streets room. LOL ]

@♠ jung jinhyeong Jongin choked harder as he was suddenly held, the warmth making him try and calm down- the soft words making the pain go away so easily. He flushed the toilet, wiping his mouth before gently untying the other's arms around him, not wanting him to have to smell or touch him in this disgusting state. He stood up, turning on the tap and shoving some cupped water into his mouth as he gargled it, following by washing his face completely as he rubbed it roughly, pulling the hem of his shirt up to dry off his face off. That's when he noticed the reflection in the mirror- his face. He turned around with wide eyes, looking at the younger one in state of shock, his scar that trailed down from his jaw to his chin. How could he have not realized that his mask wasn't on- how couldn't he have thought about it? no, he wasn't ready- He was ugly, he thought, he was scary, embarrassed. He quickly covered his scar with his hand, walking back and worth around the house in circles, he had no idea where he had last placed his 'barrier', it was no where in sight, he was freaking out, as if panicking. He quickly walked out of the house, his eyes clenching for a slight second at the sunlight, tripping onto the asphalt as he just laid there, arms contouring his head as his eyes fixated the ground. He didn't want to move, he didn't want to get up, he just wanted to hide, to disappear. Why the heck did he have to forget about his mask? Why did he not realize before the other woke up- before the other could see. Obviously not aware that the boy had already taken a good look of it last night after he had passed out.

@♣ park chanyeol Zelo didn't think this night could get any worse. Already he had wrecked his car again by another practice accident and it was starting to frustrate him, so he got himself blind drunk to try and calm himself down, but it only made him feel even worse than before.

As Zelo stood up to head back to the garage, he was gripped by his wrist and pulled down onto someone's lap. "What the-- Yah!", Zelo struggled as he found himself being d inappropriately by a bunch of guys. "Help me!", he shouted desperately as he tried to resist.

@kim hanbin /blinks and raises a brow in a slight manner, a little surprised that you could actually speak that way/ Well then.. if you call yourself a "kick-" racer, why don't you go and show me some moves, huh? I might as well learn a thing or two from you, oh great wise and talented Hanbin. /nods with a small smirk and crossed arms, actually anticipating for what you've got/

@♠ jung jinhyeong {} i love that though. . . ;;

@♠ jung jinhyeong [ haha, i'm in bed, I'll sleep soon ;) thank you for taking care of me. ]

@♠ kim jongin [gOoD ; V ; Umf- Happy Jongin (and every other form of Jongin) is a cutie Jongin u v u <3333 And I'm so glad!!! I really do hope you sleep well. Pssh, sure bby~ But make sure you're in bed at least q u q I dun wanna stop you from sleeping]

@♠ jung jinhyeong [ i'll go to sleep soon, aww jongin is happy now.
i'll sleep well because of you, for sure. alright, but we
can talk a little more you know haha :p ]

@♠ kim jongin [kenyounotsaythiswhenyouliterallyhavetheperfectcharrielikeRIGHTTHERE ; U ;
*clings to Jongin and feeds him happiness*
bAEBAE, go to sleep luv~ I don't mind at all!!! Please, always take your time if ever you need it! Trust me, I don't waiting however long it takes. Just sleep now, okay, doll? ; 3 ; *tucks you in lovingly* u v u]

@♠ jung jinhyeong [ jinhyeong being perfect as always <3
I'm drained, so I doubt I will be replying to
this until tomorrow comes. please wait for
me okay? as much as i want to reply, my
eyelids are heavy as hell. ]