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@kim jongdae The boy frowned a bit at the others comment and puffed out his cheeks in a cute manner. He was only trying to help, what was this guy's problem? "um.. Are you sure? It's really hot and I'm sure you would want to be out of the heat. " he asked once more being the nice person he was he didn't want someone to go through the struggle of having to walk so far in this heat. He couldn't understand either why everyone he seemed to meet had some kind of attitude either, he started to wonder if anyone was nice around here and couldn't help but get the feeling that he was the only nice person around. His eyes trailing up to meet the other males once again as he bite his lip lightly waiting for a response. That's when he really took in the males features and couldn't help the small blush that fell onto his cheeks, he was really handsome. Which made Minsoek start to regret asking if he wanted a ride because then he would get nervous and distract while driving... He really needed to work on that now that he thought about it.

@♦ kim minseok Jongdae shrunk further into his handkerchief, face driven into the fabric to shield himself from the flying dust and shards of sharp what-the--ever was laying on the road. He expected - and braced himself - for the woosh of the car as it would supposedly zoom by, but Jongdae felt nothing more than a gentle passing breeze in the mid-day heat.
"Hi, need a lift?" Jongdae felt himself cringe at the bright words - he disliked nice drivers. Taking his time and brushing his forehead of the that flew and stuck to his sweat sheened skin, Jongdae turned to the driver who had been gracious enough to offer. Managing the most fond smile, Jongdae could while trying to be as nice as he was distrustful, he bluntly comments, "No. I'm only walking a half mile. Pick up stragglers further down the road." What was the need for the thank you when he was kind enough not to cuss him out? Jongdae's day wasn't good to begin with and his mood had hit and all time new level of cranky.

@kim jongdae Minsoek was having to much as he sped down the street, the feeling was one he would never get tired of. His heart pounding with adrenaline running through his body. He couldn't believe how much more speed his car had after his Hyung worked on it.
It was a good thing he was paying attention to the road and he couldn't help but blink when he saw someone walking down the road. The small male instantly steeping down on his breaks and stopping just a bit ahead of where the said person was. The passenger seat window rolling down as he perked out at the guy and eye smiles. "Hi~ need a lift? " he asked cheerfully and tilted his head to the side. His fingers tapping against the stirring wheel of his bright pink lambo happily. He wasn't expecting to see anyone out so he just thought the other was stuck.

@♦ kim minseok Another half mile, just one half mile more and Jongdae would have made it to the next town, but his outdated Toyota Carolla, a 2009 model (Could you believe it?), seemed to have other plans. It was pathetic almost, the way the mechanic sauntered from his car, the hood fuming and perhaps with no chance of ever being repaired. The damn thing... Jongdae did what he usually wouldn't mean to do; it was an impulse decision that still had his finger's tingling. Anger that filled him before had dissipated as soon as the gas from the Carolla was gobbled up as he took the split second decision to bullet down the road known as the stretch. The high speeds had Jongdae's heart pounding but now the sensation was gone - a lost high, a high he didn't like and yet it felt... liberating. He was left empty, walking along the side of the road to the next town, with hopes of getting a ride-- until he hears the rev of an engine in the distance. Turning back and eyes widening, Jongdae spots a car speeding up - they were racing down the stretch impossibly fast and he was left to shield his face in his paisley design handkerchief, tied around his neck.

Minseok hummed softly to himself as he stopped his car in the middle of the abandoned road. He grinned a bit excited that his car was finally fixed again and he could start to practice his racing again. Of course his leader hated whenever he would come out her only knowing the cute male could get kinda reckless but fun is their if your not reckless or rebellion just a bit? So he turned up his music and grinned before he spead off down the long stretch the adrenaline running through his body as he pressed down on the gas more and whipped down the streets. The bright smile never leaving his lips and he only slowed down when going around corners before speeding right back up. Driving was his life and to him it didn't matter if he was only nineteen and should be in school then racing down streets but he could careless. This was his passion and his dream, and everytime he got into his baby he could only remember why he started doing this.

(just cause...lol)