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“So like, Taehyung said he can come, and I can’t wait because it’s the first race, hyung, and he never saw the opening of the season. ” Yoongi isn’t properly listening to what Jeongguk is saying. He’s just mindlessly humming to what he’s blabbering about his boyfriend, Taehyung, but he’s not fully concentrating on that. “ And he can stay in the box, right? I might have told him he can so yeah, please. ” 

Yoongi hums, making him understand that he’s somehow listening to what he’s talking about. 

The thing is that Yoongi has kind of learned with time that making Jeongguk stop talking about Taehyung is very close to impossible. He’s heard the name Jimin in there as well and if Yoongi’s not wrong he’s both Jeongguk and Taehyung’s best friend. Now Yoongi’s sure Jeongguk will never shut up about it. 

But as much as Yoongi would love to indulge him, he needs Jeongguk’s head back in the game, because he’s driving at almost three-hundred kilometers per hour. 

Yoongi has learned with time to bubble himself up. He has Jeongguk’s safety at heart and he needs to check if the car he’s in is safe or not. He needs to focus on the car Jeongguk’s driving for a moment and his racer is not making it easy for him. 

“Could you try the breaks for me, Gguk?” he says through the radio that makes communication possible between where Yoongi is inside the box and Jeongguk on track. 

Jeongguk does as he is told as he races on their team’s racetrack, on South Korean soil. 

The opening season of Formula 1 is getting closer and closer, only two weeks away and they need to focus on how to fix the small things that don’t work perfectly on the car. They’re little details but they’re super important, and they do work, but not as they should. Yoongi can’t allow anything to go wrong, not when Jeongguk could risk his life inside his car. 

The car needs to be perfect for Jeongguk to drive it and push it to its maximum. 

At the same time there’s also Christopher, but everyone calls him just Chris or Chan, his Korean name, an Australian-Korean racer and Jeongguk’s teammate in K-One, that’s trying his car too and Yoongi fears that they might crash into one another on the racetrack. It shouldn’t happen because it’s just the two of them, but if something goes wrong with their cars they could just lose grip and hit the barriers. 

Yoongi hopes it doesn’t happen because his mechanics could rebuild the car for sure, but it’s better to put that money on something else. Or at least wait for the start of the real race to cause damage to the cars. This year K-One has even more money than last year. 

They were born as a small team and usually it takes a lot for a small team to emerge but thankfully to Jeongguk’s and Chan’s talent they scooted a lot of sponsors.

Jeongguk did wonderfully last year, he ranked fourth among twenty more experienced Formula 1 pilots and Chan ranked seventh. 

Those were great results that brought the team lots of money and eyes on them, but still, Yoongi didn’t want to waste it all to fix the cars even before the Grand Prix started. 

“Okay, power and breaks are okay, you can come back.” he says through the radio, and Jeongguk hums in agreement. 

The start of a new Formula 1 season is a very busy period both for mechanics and pilots. 

Most people might think that after a season of racing they all get to rest for a bit but it’s not like that. They get to enjoy Christmas maybe, because that’s when the season and the last Grand Prix is, but apart from that there’s not much resting, especially for Yoongi. 

Being Team Principal and Jeongguk’s radio engineer is no joke. 

He has a lot of responsibilities and he has to keep his head together and focus on improving the car for the next year. 

Being Team Principal means that he’s responsible for what the whole team has to do, for decisions regarding the racer and the strategy they’ll use. Being also Jeongguk’s radio engineer makes him the only one who can communicate with him during the whole race. Seokjin, the creator and owner of the whole team, wanted him for both roles and Yoongi felt honored to accept. 

Chan’s radio engineer is called Felix, they’re both Australian and it makes communication easier for both of them, even if they can speak Korean as well. 

They’re getting ready to start the new season, the first race being at the end of March and the last one at the beginning of December. But in those months between December and March Yoongi definitely doesn’t relax, because he has to prepare for the new season and he has to refine the new cars- because it changes mostly every year. 

He doesn’t find it annoying, he loves his job and he gives his all to it, maybe a bit too much sometimes. 

“So, can Taehyung watch the race from the box?” Jeongguk asks, as he removes his purple helmet pushing his body out of the car. Some locks of his dark hair fall on his face, thankfully he tied them up before, sticking to his sweaty forehead. 

Yoongi nods, “Yes, he can stay- it’s not the first time he does so, why are you even asking all of a sudden?” 

Jeongguk looks down, and Yoongi pretends he doesn’t see it. 

He lets Jeongguk collect his thoughts for a moment and goes to Chan, who removes his helmet as well in the meantime. 

“The data are all good, how did you feel about her?”.

Chris nods and smiles, “It’s good, it’s fast and didn’t give me any problem.” 

Yoongi feels relieved. It’s always nice to hear that both the cars are behaving as they should. It makes Yoongi’s work a lot easier. 

“Jeon, wanna grab something to eat?” Chan calls for Jeongguk and Jeongguk nods to that. 

“Coming!” but then he turns to Yoongi, who’s still waiting for an answer to his question. 

“It’s because Taehyung is bringing Jimin-hyung. You know, his best friend and my best friend, have I ever told you that? but anyway I don’t want you to get all antsy because there are too many people inside the box.” 

Yoongi was just about to walk to the monitors to check on some cars’ data with Jeongguk following him then he stops in his tracks and turns around to look at Jeongguk. 

“I barely pay attention to what happens inside the box when you’re both racing faster than 200km per second, kid, it’s okay. They just need to stay put and not disturb the mechanics.” 

Jeongguk beams at him, “Thank you, hyung.” 

Then he turns around, helmet under his arms, suits half down on his body. His white undershirt clinging to his body. 

“Chan, I want fried chicken!” Jeongguk shouts leaving Yoongi alone. 

He smiles to himself hearing both the racers of the team going all along.

It doesn’t happen a lot in the teams and Yoongi thinks he’s really lucky with what he has. Yoongi likes it a lot because he doesn’t like contrast, and he saw what happens when two teammates just let tension grow so much to bring it on in the race. It’s ugly when it happens and it usually ends with one of the cars retiring to the box, making the team lose winning points. 

He doesn’t want that, he wants their team to win and Seokjin to be happy about it. 

It’s their second year in Formula 1 as the first Korean Team to ever be able to race there and Yoongi doesn’t want to lose their spot.  It’s hard to get where they are, but it’s so easy to lose everything. He doesn’t want to waste all the effort they put in their work, not when they have every chance of winning this year, or at least to secure a spot in the podium. 

The media went wild around them last year because their team secured the fourth spot among ten teams.  It was their first year and the results were absolutely crazy, everyone expected them to be last or at least under fifth place but against all odds they did wonderfully. 

Yoongi feels the pressure, because this year they need to be even better and he knows his racers feel the pressure too. 

Jeongguk did amazingly, he proved himself to be one of the best drivers of last year and offers started to come for him to switch sides and sign with a better and more famous team but he declined and decided to stick with Yoongi, with K-One. Yoongi’s glad Jeongguk did so because he’d love to see him grow with them, to see him become the World Champion with them, making history as the rookie team to win it all. 

They have the chance to do it, but they need to work hard and never lose focus on the goal. 

That’s why Yoongi is working nonstop, sacrificing hours of sleep to study data, to polish the cars and to create the most useful and winning strategies to use while racing. 

He doesn’t realize how many hours went by, how many hours he stayed inside the box working non-stop but his grumbling stomach  makes him remember that he skipped lunch, for sure.

“Min, let’s go grab something to eat and call it a day.” Namjoon says to him. 

Yoongi looks up at him and he sees Hoseok waiting for them as well. They are both a part of the pit crew and take care of changing the tires when Yoongi says it’s time to do it, and they have been training all day. Other teams manage to make pit-stops in 2 seconds, they are a bit slower and it needs to be fixed. Every second can be excruciatingly important for the final result.

“You can’t be here all day long, you need a break, come on.” Hoseok says and Yoongi finally takes his big noise-canceling headphones off .

“Okay, okay-” he concedes easily because he knows there’s no way they’ll let go and because there’s only so much he can do. 

They tested everything they could today and tomorrow will be a new day but for now he can stop and go eat. 

“Let’s get changed and go.” he says and when he gets into the changing room and lets the hot water of the shower hit his skin, he sighs in relief. He scratches off dust and grease, he scratches a bit of tension he knows will come again the next day. But for now he just wants to enjoy a meal not only with his colleagues, but also with the people he considers his friends. Because Namjoon and Hoseok are that for him. 

He feels all the pressure and he often doesn’t realize how stiff his body gets for it. A shower at the end of the day makes him realize it but also it reminds him that it’s needed, because it’s thanks to that pressure he feels that he knows he’s doing things right. 

When he’s ready he takes his backpack, putting it over his shoulder. 

“I crave beef, so please, please, let’s go to a BBQ.” Hoseok pleads and neither Yoongi nor Namjoon have the heart to tell him no. 

They have been best friends since Yoongi can remember, sharing the passion for cars since they were little. They dreamed of being where they are now and Yoongi knows he can always rely on them- to keep him sane, to give their best and to make sure Yoongi doesn’t get too much into it. 

“Seokjin is waiting for us, so we can dine together.” Hoseok says, reading something on his phone, “And I swear if any single one of you starts talking about work I’m gonna scream.” he continues and Yoongi chuckles, it happens sometimes that they can’t forget even a moment about it. That they can’t talk about anything else like close-to-thirty people should do, to enjoy themself other than just work, work, work.  

“Only if you and Jin won’t act all mushy and in love- it’s disgusting man, you basically implore us to talk about work to avoid that.” Namjoon jokes, poking Hoseok on his side. It doesn’t happen often to see Hoseok blush, but since he and Jin stopped acting like idiots and talked it out to be a couple, pink was the most frequent color on Hoseok’s cheeks. 

Yoongi lets them bicker, he re-charges like that. Hearing their friends talk and laugh is what brings him back to an everyday life. Sometimes he finds it hard to slow down, so used to the rush and fast speed of racing, of taking care of things, of solving a thousand problems when another million is already coming hard at them. 

“If you two would stop being lonely wolves and start living a little maybe you’d have someone to be disgusting with, too.” Hoseok says and it makes Namjoon and Yoongi chuckle. 

They could have someone but having something stable with their rhythms is hard. Hoseok has been lucky to find someone in the same field, someone even busier than he is. 

Jeongguk has been lucky too. Sometimes Yoongi wonders how and what he did to secure Taehyung, to be a couple for almost a year now. 

But more often than not he pushes the thought away, he doesn’t need someone with him but he has to admit that when he gets to be home, it’s not nice to be home alone but at the same time it’s very hard for him to imagine himself splitting his already little time for someone. It’s not that he doesn’t want to, Yoongi is open to the chance of a relationship but he knows that he won’t be able to be a hundred percent there for his partner.  

The topic dies down when they get to their cars, starting the engine of his Lancer Evo and getting on the road feels always amazing. The leather of the interiors and the hard steering wheel under his hands ground him. 

He thinks about what’s next for their team and he feels a ping of excitement thinking about starting the Grand Prix in Australia. He loves the circuit and both Jeongguk and Chan can do their best on it. 

When he gets to the BBQ though, he doesn’t get to talk about it, because the moment he, Namjoon and Hoseok get to the table a loud hoard of cheers hit his ears. 

“Happy birthday!!” Jeongguk screams from his seat and Yoongi doesn’t know or even understand what is happening. Did he forget that it was someone’s party and no one reminded him?

“Oh my god, he forgot.” he hears Seokjin say and it makes Yoongi gasp out loud, covering his mouth with the palm of his hand. 

It’s his own birthday today and yes, he totally forgot about it. 

Yoongi laughs and lets his friend mock him for it, it’s fair. “It’s easier to surprise you if you forget about it.” Jeongguk says, making the table laugh. 

It’s nice, having someone that cares about him this way. It’s so nice, but he knows he’s missing something as he looks at Hoseok smiling wide at Seokjin and looking at Jeongguk texting with Taehyung. 

“He says happy birthday as well, hyung, and that he’s sorry he can’t be here tonight.” 

“Tell him I’m not.” Yoongi jokes, they all know he loves Taehyung dearly especially because he makes Jeongguk happy and doesn’t distract him from what his goal is. 

The night goes by quickly and Yoongi soon forgets about everything else that isn’t enjoying his time with his friends. He loves that outside of work they created a beautiful family and he doesn’t want to give it for granted, so he tries to enjoy every second of it. Soon it will get hectic with all the races and all the tension so he tries to take as much of this apparent calm as he can. 

“So who’s excited for Australia?” Seokjin asks the table.

“NO! I SAID NO!” 

Yoongi laughs out loud. 

But the day arrives when they start setting up the paddocks, that’s where all the team locates their moveable office, and the box down the pit lane, where the cars enter to get inside the box from the circuit, Yoongi doesn’t smile anymore. 

He’s focused and Jeongguk is as well. 

It’s Friday, so that means they get a whole day to test the car on the track, to see if everything is okay to go or if things need to be changed and fixed. 

There is no room for mistakes. 

He makes sure that both his racers fully know that today, but mostly tomorrow on qualification day, nothing can go wrong and that they will have to play it cool not to smash the car. Yoongi knows it will happen eventually, that one of them will get hit or that they’ll lose control of the car but it can’t happen today. Media and everyone else, all the teams racing with them, have their eyes set on them, set on a mistake they can talk about and that they can use to bring them down.

It can’t happen today for the first time both the cars touch Formula 1’s asphalt again. 

They need to pass today, then Saturday's qualification and then the first race. Yoongi has to make sure he’s done his best to let them drive without problems. 

“It’s okay, it didn’t give me any kind of problems and breaks work just fine.” Christopher is saying to him and Yoongi nods, making sure all the mechanics hear as well. 

Jeongguk is still racing, he started later because he wanted to spend as much time as possible with Taehyung and his friend before being sucked into these crazy three days. Jeongguk is serious about all of this, so Yoongi lets him have it his way this time. He knows he’s one of the best racers out there and once he’s set on the race and inside the car, his mind will be on it ‘till the moment he gets back inside the box and he can turn off the engine.  

“Okay, you did a good job out there, Chan. Go rest now, we need you in good shape for tomorrow’s qualification.” he says and Chan complies. 

Yoongi knows Cristopher feels the pressure and that it’s not easy for him to be Jeongguk’s teammate because all luck and favor go to him. Jeongguk is a prodigy and he’s loved by everyone. He created a good image for himself, he’s the cocky bastard who wants to win because he knows he’s good at it but he makes it funny, he makes it enjoyable and people love him. Audiences adore his charisma and sponsors look all heart-eyed at him because of behavior. 

Yoongi is proud, he can’t say he’s not, but he fears that it could create friction between him and Chan. 

Chan wants to win as well and living in Jeongguk’s shadow is something he absolutely doesn’t like. 

Yoongi tries to give them both the same amount of attention and care, but then it’s up to them to win and bring in the results. 

He only hopes nothing stupid will happen. 

“How is it going, Gguk?” he asks through the radio, checking if everything is good. 

“Good, one last lap and I’m done.”  

“Okay, be careful.” 

Jeongguk enters the box not even two minutes later, confirming the car behaves nicely and that he’s sure qualifications can go well. They both don’t want to jinx it so they shut up about it right after but Yoongi really hopes he’s right. He knows they have two powerful cars, the construction team did a perfect job but in Formula 1 no one can ever know. Anything could happen, it could go perfectly well or terribly wrong. And other teams have been at it more time, and they had more money to play magic on their cars. 

He pushes the thought aside and gets back to work then, leaving Jeongguk to himself in front of a computer screen, checking himself to see how he did on the laps, to check how he takes turns and see how the car works from outside. 

He’s attentive like that and Yoongi values it a lot. 

It’s always like this in Formula 1. Everything is fast but they have to be faster in anticipating problems, strategies. They have to be fast in improving and studying and he's so, so glad his team thinks as he does, too. 

It is so fast that qualification day goes by in the blink of an eye as well. 

“Chan good job, you’re in P-8.” 

“Gguk you’re in P-5, well done.” 

And when Sunday comes, the race begins and Yoongi needs everything to go smoothly. 

“He starts in P-5, that’s fucking amazing Jiminie.” 

“As if I can understand what the hell that even means.” 

They’re walking along Lygon Street and Jimin is amazed by how bustling the street is. Taehyung is by his side but he’s busy checking which position Jeongguk got during qualification on his phone. 

Jimin wishes he could share the same passion as his best friend for Formula 1 or cars in general but it just doesn't stick to him. But he loves Taehyung enough that when he asked him to go with him to see the opening race of the season to cheer on Jeongguk he couldn't say no. He loves seeing Taehyung happy and if Formula 1 and Jeongguk do the job then he’s more than willing to sacrifice himself for it. And besides Jeongguk is also his best friend and he tried to come to some of Jimin’s shoots and runaways, it’s about time Jimin goes to see him race. 

“It means that during qualifications he did a good time and that made him gain fifth place on the grid to start the race tomorrow.” 

Jimin hums, taking his phone out to snap a photo of a cute angle of the street. 

Lygon Street is the Italian district of Melbourne. Jimin asked Taehyung if they could go exploring the city while they were in Australia and thankfully his best friend loves sightseeing just as much as he does. They weren’t allowed in the box to see qualifications either way, only for the race. 

“Okay, so that means he could easily get on the podium if he plays it cool?” Jimin asks because he might not love the sport but he will still support Jeongguk like the good friend he is. Taehyung made them meet when the two of them started dating and from that it has been an immediate friendship that Jimin cherishes every day. 

Taehyung jumps excitedly, holding Jimin’s arm. 

“Yes! If he gets past the first turn safely then it’s done- I know he can overtake whoever is in front of him”.

It makes Jimin smile seeing how supportive Taehyung is of his boyfriend. Taehyung tries to be at as many races as possible because he wants to be there for Jeongguk when things go right but mostly when things don’t turn out the way the racer wanted. Apparently it is very easy in Formula 1 to have problems or to retire the car during the race itself. Jimin knows it has happened to Jeongguk before and it’s never pretty when it happens. 

And Jimin wanted to be a good friend as well but last season due to his modeling work he wasn’t able to go to any of it. Taehyung managed but not as much as he wanted. He is a model just like Jimin, actually it is his best friend that brought him into this kind of world, and they are very busy but this year Taehyung made sure to have as many free weekends as possible, mostly the one’s scheduled for racing. Jimin knows he tried to clear the weekends when he deems there are particular hard circuits Jeongguk will race on. 

“That’s good, are you sure we can stay in his box though? Aren’t we too much in the way?” Jimin asks because he has no idea how it works, if there’s enough room or not. He wouldn’t want to be the reason something goes wrong for Jeongguk or to disturb whoever is working to make sure Jeongguk’s car works properly.

Taehyung shrugs his shoulders. 

“It’s okay, there’s always room for friends and partners and stuff like that.” he explains. “Come, let me take a photo of you for your fans.” he says, taking him by the hand to stand near a cute coffee shop sign. 

Jimin lets him do as he pleases, he likes being photographed and Taehyung likes to photograph so it’s a good deal. 

“Okay, supermodel Kim Taehyung, what do you say about coffee?” Jimin asks while he watches the photos Taehyung has taken of him. He’s now returning the favor and Taehyung is trying too hard like he was in a real shoot to make him laugh. 

“I say it’s perfect.” 

When steaming cups of coffee get served, Jimin takes a snap of Taehyung since he looks incredibly good with his glasses on. “Natural shots are always the best.” he says while looking at the photo and turning the screen so Taehyung can see. His friend smiles. 

“Send it to me, I’m gonna post it.”  

It’s nice to be able to spend time with his friend, visiting a city they hardly get the chance to go to. They are used to traveling but being able to enjoy themselves like this is a whole different story. Usually Jimin has to run from different sets in different countries and has every moment of his day booked, so going sightseeing and exploring it’s not something he can often indulge in. 

But right now with Taehyung it feels like a small vacation and he can’t believe he has to thank Formula 1 for it. 

“Oh! I can’t wait for you to meet Jeongguk’s friends. They all work together but I’m sure you’ll love them. Two of them are together, Hoseok-hyung and Seokjin-hyung, you know?” 

“I’m sure I’ll love them but wait, isn’t Seokjin the owner of the whole K-One?” Jimin asks, bits of notions coming to him from all the time Taehyung talked about it. 

Taehyung nods, “So I see sometimes you listen when I talk about cars and shit, eh?” 

“You always talk about cars and shit-”

“And you love me just the same.” 

Jimin smiles and nods, because it’s true. Taehyung is his best friend and a part of his heart. He could only talk about cars for the rest of his life and Jimin would be okay with it. 

“Oh by the way, when is your shooting for Esquire coming out?” 

Jimin takes a sip of his coffee, “In a week, I think? But wait, what about your shoot? The one with the blue background and Swarovski on your face?” 

Taehyung takes his phone and shows Jimin some more photos and he’s mesmerized, the way Taehyung can work the camera is otherworldly. “Comes out in two days.” 

Jimin hums, he makes sure to remember it so he can cheer him on , and after that is simple chatting between them. Talking about the ups and downs of their jobs and Taehyung trying to explain to him what he should expect from tomorrow but nothing will ever be able to prepare him because the moment they badge their entrance to the paddock to get to the box as special guests everything feels surreal. 

They are surrounded by colors and flags representing some of the teams and it takes them a while before finding K-One. Everything is blue and white and red and Jimin loves how everything resembles the Korean flag, even though he hasn’t come back there in years, with also some black tone around. 

“That’s his car?” Jimin asks when getting closer to the box he sees a car parked there, among machinery and people standing around it. 

“No, that’s Chan’s car, his teammate is number 8. Jeongguk’s car has a 13 stamped on it.” 

Jimin listens and then he sees that on the other side of the box there’s another car, and that’s indeed Jeongguk’s because it has his lucky number on it. 

“Where’s Jeongguk though?” Jimin asks because he can’t see him anywhere. 

Taehyung guides him a bit farther inside the box to knock on a closed-door where Jeongguk's name is stamped on. 

“Come in!” a voice that doesn’t sound like Jeongguk says. 

“Yoongi-hyung!” Taehyung says excitedly as he opens the door. 

He runs to hug a man Jimin doesn’t know. Jimin feels like a fish out of water because that’s not his usual environment and the loud noises he can hear make him flinch constantly, he doesn’t want to imagine what it will be like when all the cars will start racing. 

“How are you?” Taehyung asks Yoongi but Jimin notices that Yoongi’s eyes are on him and he puts on a brave face for the stranger to see. 

“Good, you? Oh, wait for a second, I’ll be back in a moment.” Yoongi says and then he disappears leaving both Jimin and Taehyung there. 

The loud sound of the starting engine of the car is so loud that Jimin finds it hard to concentrate on anything else but that. 

“Here, wear these, I know the noise is terrible.” Jimin takes the headphones Yoongi is handing him without being able to talk. He’s usually confident wherever he is but right now he feels a little lost. 

“Thank you.” and Jimin mirrors Taehyung's actions and puts them on, it blocks all the loud noises but now Jimin doesn’t know how he’ll be able to hear the people who talk to him. 

“Jeongguk is finishing up some interviewers, he’ll be here in a minute.” Yoongi says and Jimin hears him from the headphones just fine, there’s probably a microphone somewhere that he doesn’t see. 

Jimin eyes him, the man is beautiful and his black hair falls on his eyes in a way Jimin would love to brush away. 

“Fine, I’m fine. Super excited actually but here, this is my best friend Jimin.” Taehyung says and Jimin realizes he has been staring but he’s quick to recover and shakes hands with the man. 

“Park Jimin, it’s a pleasure to meet you.” he says and he shuts up about the thoughts going on in his mind-

“I’m Min Yoongi, they both talked a lot about you.” Yoongi says to him and it makes Jimin smile. 

He looks up at Taehyung. 

“Then don’t believe a single word they said, please” Jimin jokes and it makes Taehyung pretend to be offended, making him and Yoongi laugh. He has a sweet smile and he’d like to ask what his job is here, because he recalls Taehyung and Jeongguk saying his name but he doesn’t remember what he does, but right when he’s about to open his mouth Jeongguk comes in and hugs him so tight that the question slips past his mind. 

“I’m so happy you two are here” Jeongguk says and Jimin watches as he then approaches Taehyung to leave a peck on his lips. He has his blue suit all tied up already, he has to look good for the cameras and Jimin has to say that that shade of blue really compliments his friend. 

“I’m so nervous but also so excited about the season starting, and you are truly here.” Jeongguk’s eyes smile. 

Jimin watches endeared as Taehyung circles Jeongguk’s waist and kisses his cheeks in the sweetest way. 

“Where’s Lisa?” Yoongi asks and Jimin knows he’s asking where Jeongguk's manager is. He never met her but he knows the name because it slipped past Jeongguk’s mouth pretty often. “I need to check what kind of bullshit you pulled out today with the press” Yoongi says and it makes Jimin laugh out loud. 

“Don’t look at me like that, that sounds a whole lot like you. Yoongi-ssi is right to check” Jimin says to Jeongguk, who’s pretending to be hurt by his words.  

“I like him, no one ever tells me I’m right here” Yoongi jokes with him and Jimin feels like a fool when his cheeks turn a light shade of pink. It might be the light smirk on the man’s face, but maybe Jimin’s just nervous because of the foreign surroundings. 

After that, Jimin and Taehyung get a bit more time with Jeongguk, talking and trying to get him to calm down. But soon enough he gets called by Yoongi, who Jimin discovers being the Team Principal of the team and Jeongguk’s radio engineer. 

“Meaning?”

“Meaning that he’s in charge here. He takes all the decisions regarding the cars and the racers.” and if Jimin thought it was hot he didn’t say a thing. He can’t have that kind of thoughts, but as he watches Yoongi move around, clearly in what is his element, Jimin can’t help but think that he’d like to ride that man for one night only.

The tension rises up fast the moment Jeongguk and Chan put their helmets on and move inside the cars. Jimin is thankful Yoongi gave him big noise-canceling headphones with a microphone on to be able to talk with Taehyung because everything will be way too loud. 

As he sees on the screen all the cars lining up and mechanics surrounding it to check some of the things at the last minute, he understands why Taehyung gets so nervous, even when he watches it from tv. 

The nerves are high and it dawns on everyone that there’s a lot at stake there. Winning, fighting and the possibilities of accidents. 

Jimin realizes it the moment he sees the cars speeding after the red lights get turned off and some of them find it hard to pass the first turn. Taehyung told him that the start and the first turn are the most dangerous because all the drivers use it to try to overtake the others and gain a better position. Thankfully Jeongguk doesn’t get involved in any car crash and he’s still in the race. 

Jimin looks around the box and sees that everyone is focused on the screens playing the race and his eyes fall on Yoongi. He’s focused, his eyes sharp and his jawline tight. He looks very different from when they were inside Jeongguk’s room but now Jimin gets it a little bit more about how serious everything is. 

He never got interested in the sport and even when he used to agree to watch it with Taehyung on tv he would often get distracted on his phone, not minding the race itself but only Jeongguk’s results. Now he finds it hard to look away from the screen and he understands why Taehyung is clutching at his hand so tightly. The smallest thing can go wrong and end it all like it just happened with one of the racers for another team. The car retired because the tire exploded after colliding with another one. Thankfully the racer is okay, walking out of the car with his own two feet but the thought it can happen to Jeongguk too makes Jimin’s gut twist. 

“Thirty more laps to go and I feel like I can faint, he’s third. If he gets on the podium in the first race of the season I’m gonna lose my mind” Taehyung says through the headphones and Jimin smiles. He didn’t realize time had gone by so fast, the pilots had to do 53 laps and now they did almost half of them.

“He’s doing good, isn’t he?” 

Taehyung laughs, Jimin can feel that there’s nervousness as well in it. “Yeah, it’s amazing that he might get third place in his second year in Formula 1 with a relatively small team, compared to the other racing teams that have way more money, experience and sponsors.” 

“Okay, okay I get it- he’s a fucking legend.” Jimin says, nudging Taehyung’s side. 

They continue watching the race but then Jimin’s eyes move to Yoongi once again. He’s talking through the radio and after seconds Jeongguk’s car is getting into the pit lane for a pit-stop. Jimin's jaw drops when he sees how fast the tires get changed and how fast Jeongguk speeds away into the circuit again. 

“They got it done in more or less two seconds and oh my fucking god Min Yoongi you absolute fucking genius!” Taehyung screams through the intercom and Jimin doesn't understand what is happening. 

“What? He did nothing, what is it?” 

“Look at Gguk’s position-” Taehyung says pointing to the screen, “he’s second place now, yes, and that’s because, I don’t know how, but Yoongi managed to guess when they would make the now third racer pit stop as well. He got it right because it was at the same time with Jeongguk’s and our team was faster in doing it so he managed to get on track first, taking his place.”

Jimin sees the excitement in Taehyung’s eyes and after the explanation he has to laugh out loud because fuck that was a great move. “That’s fucking great.” 

The laps to the end are now three and Jeongguk is still second. Jimin can’t feel his hand anymore for how tight Taehyung is holding it but he doesn’t care because he’s sure he’s gripping at it with the same intensity. But sometimes he can’t help but look at Yoongi, he has that serious look on his face and his bangs are falling on his eyes again, Jimin doesn’t know why but it irks him that it covers Yoongi’s sharp eyes. He’s looking at some data and he doesn’t let himself smile unlike the other mechanic until Jeongguk passes the finish line, checkered flag swinging signaling that the race is finished and that he’s indeed second place. On his first race of the season. A podium. 

“Why do they need to check his weight?” Jimin asks Taehyung when he sees Jeongguk getting out of the car and stepping on a balance. 

“The medical staff checks their weight before and after a race, because during the race their heartbeat hardly goes under 160 bpm and they lose at least 4 kilos of liquids.”

“Oh my god, that’s a lot!”

“Yeah, let’s say they have to bear a lot and it even gets really hot inside of the car, like when it’s sunny the asphalt can heat up to 40ºC and even more.” 

Jimin’s respect for Jeongguk and the other racers grows because that takes a lot of passion and hard work to endure something like that. 

It makes seeing Jeongguk get his trophy even more meaningful. He watches as Jeongguk and the other winners drench themselves in champagne. Jimin and Taehyung can’t help but smile widely and jump up in excitement and happiness. 

“He did it! He did it!” Taehyung says and Jimin repeats the same exact thing. 

“Look at Yoongi-hyung, he’s having a blast.” Taehyung points to where Yoongi is in the middle of the crowd that is welcoming both Jeongguk and Chan, who did an amazing race too, getting the seventh place and gaining some points as well for the team. They all hug the racers and scream and shout. “They're all gonna get so drunk tonight, it’s going to be amazing.” 

“Tonight?” asks Jimin, confused. 

“Yeah, whatever the outcome is, the team always celebrates the first opening race. We’re invited of course.” 

Jimin hums. Interesting. 

But his thoughts are interrupted when Taehyung after a while takes his hand and takes him out of the box. 

“Gotta move out of the way, the cars will be brought back quickly and everyone is gonna be swept up with media and interviews and Jeongguk and Yoongi are gonna have to attend another press conference.” 

“Got it, got it- I’m starving though.” 

“Fuck it, me too.” 

Yoongi feels fucking amazing with a beer in his hand. 

He’s so happy about the first outcome of the race and seeing everyone enjoying their deserved blast is rewarding enough. He’s feeling the relaxed bliss that comes from a bit of alcohol and a smile can’t stop creeping on his face. 

He sees Jeongguk drinking too, he’s having fun as well and Yoongi doesn’t want to ruin his party. He deserves it and it’s not like he has to get up early in the morning to make sure everything gets out of their paddock safely. Yoongi would love to sleep in, or just to stay in bed and wake up without his phone alarm going off for him. But he can’t, and he won’t complain because thankfully he loves his job. 

But he won’t think about it right now, not when Namjoon is telling something to a very drunk Jeongguk, making him all flustered in front of Taehyung. They are good together and Yoongi is happy Jeongguk has someone who he can trust by his side, but right now Taehyung is happily drunk too and Yoongi knows that sooner or later they’re going to disappear into their hotel room. 

Fuck it, if Yoongi was the one winning and had a stunning boy like Taehyung as his boyfriend he wouldn’t probably leave the room in the first place. 

“But, hey- where’s your friend?” Namjoon asks both Taehyung and Jeongguk. Yoongi remembers him, but he didn’t have much time to talk to him before the race started. He regrets it because he was really pretty, and Yoongi would have loved to talk to him a bit more. He was struck by the man and it was so hard for him not to look at him during the whole race, even when he could feel Jimin’s gaze on him.

Taehyung points toward the open bar. “He went for a drink, he’ll be here in a minute.” and indeed the boy makes his way through all the people in the room to walk up to them. The first thought that pops into Yoongi’s mind was beautiful because he really is. 

Jimin is born to be a model, he makes everyone in the room look at him and he is just so charming and easy-going, talking with whoever stops him. He knows Jimin’s a model because Jeongguk doesn’t ever shut up about his boyfriend and model’s friend but Yoongi can see it now. And he really likes what he’s seeing. 

It’s hard for him to move his eyes away from Jimin. From how delicate his face is, but also his pointed nose and sharp jaw edges. His eyes travel to his body and he can see Jimin cares about it, he’s defined and the white shirt doesn’t leave much to the imagination with the first two buttons left open. 

“How was your first race?” 

Yoongi doesn’t know what pushed him to open his mouth and ask the question, but he likes the way Jimin’s eyes feel on him. 

“It was, ehm- fun.” Jimin says and it makes everyone chuckle, especially Yoongi. 

“You can say you didn’t like it, Mimi, I won’t get offended.” Jeongguk jokes, poking Jimin’s side with his elbow. “Or that you didn’t like Chan’s.” that makes Christopher smack Jeongguk’s arm, but he has a smile on his face so it’s okay. They usually joke like that. 

They’re all there together and Yoongi feels good, even if he doesn’t know Jimin that well. If Jeongguk and Taehyung trust him then it’s okay. 

“Okay okay, listen, it was good, just not my cup of tea-” Jimin starts and then he feels his gaze shift towards Yoongi “-some parts were pretty cool though.” 

Yoongi smirks internally and he brings the bottle of beer to his lips. He’s about to ask a question but then the music gets louder and everyone goes to the center to dance, everyone but Jimin who stays behind. 

Yoongi looks at him and Jimin gets closer. “Won’t you ask what parts I thought were cool?” 

“Let me offer you something to drink first.” Yoongi whispers and Jimin nods, it makes his insides feel a bit warm because he can’t believe a boy like Jimin stayed behind to talk to him. He wants to know him more, and he hopes another bottle of beer will make him a little bit loose. 

Once they are at the open bar they quickly order something strong for Jimin and another beer for Yoongi. 

“How bad is it if I tell you I already drank some with Jeongguk and Taehyung before coming here?” 

Yoongi chuckles. “Lightweight?” 

“Not really, but whoever makes these drinks makes them good.” Jimin says, bringing the transparent liquid to his lips while getting closer and into Yoongi’s space. He doesn’t know him well but his pupils are a little blown, he knows alcohol is making its way into Jimin’s system quickly. 

“So, I’m waiting for my question.” 

Yoongi rolls his eyes but compiles, finding it hard not to give Jimin what he wants. “What parts were the coolest for you?” 

Jimin lifts a hand, playing with the collar of Yoongi’s black shirt. “You. When you predicted the pit stop. Mindblowing-”

Yoongi has to laugh, he wasn’t expecting that for sure. He feels his cheeks heat up and his heart beats faster than usual. “Oh really?” 

“Yeah, I don’t know shit about cars and Formula 1 but damn if it wasn’t hot.” 

Yoongi smirks, confidence making his way in his body. He has always liked talking with someone who had a clear vision in his mind and Jimin seems to know pretty well what he wants. Yoongi finds it only hard to believe that what Jimin wants right now is him. 

“That straightforward, Park Jimin?” 

Jimin gets even closer, his lips now so close to Yoongi’s ear. “If I like something, I’ll get it.” he says, confirming Yoongi’s thoughts.

It has happened before that someone showed interest in him, and Yoongi has had his fair share of sex-at-after-race-party, but usually it took some more work from both sides to get to the point to leave to have some more privacy. But Jimin has an alluring aura that it’s calling him in, and when Yoongi puts a hand on the man's hip he finds it hard to resist, especially when Jimin almost melts against him. He should resist thought, he needs to wake up early in the morning but he’s just a simple and weak man.

And he could do a one-night-stand, he’s not opposed to it. He seeks for stability in his life and he knows right now he can’t have it, not with how busy he is, but his body still has needs .

Yoongi doesn’t get to flirt back though, because just as he is about to answer, Taehyung comes back and takes the beautiful model away to the dance floor. Yoongi kind of misses it, the warmth radiating from Jimin’s body but he just tries to shrug it off and pretend he’s not watching as Jimin moves between Taehyung and Jungkook, how he moves his hips locking eyes with Yoongi. Even when Namjoon and Hoseok come looking for him, Yoongi finds it hard to not look at Jimin, and he’s pleasantly surprised to see that Jimin too finds it hard not to look his way. 

“What time do you need us in the paddock tomorrow?” Hoseok asks him, making him focus on the conversation at hand. He can see Jimin moving his hips, almost grinding on Taehyung and putting his arms around Jeongguk’s neck. If only Yoongi was there-

“Around six-thirty. There’s a lot to move and the next race is in a week so we need to speed up and move.” 

Both Hoseok and Namjoon nod, and in that moment Seokjin catches up with them. He had to go around the room and accept and make congratulations- making sure his team knows he’s grateful for the hard work. Seokjin puts one arm around Hoseok’s waist, the other one is lifting a glass of champagne to his lips. “So, what time are you taking him away from me tomorrow?” 

Yoongi rolls his eyes and Hoseok laughs, “If you want your team winning again next week, I need him at six-thirty.” 

Seokjin smiles, “Good job today, Yoongi.” 

Yoongi smiles as well and nods, Seokjin is not one to be harsh even if things don’t go well. He’s a good CEO and friend, he knows what to say and how to make Yoongi never stop believing in this project. 

“Team’s merit.” Yoongi gives out and it’s true. If they are able to win a race the firstly the racers’ merit and secondly the whole team behind. A car couldn’t do what it does if the team behind it isn’t working properly and in harmony. 

“So next week is Bahrain and then?” 

“We have Bahrain and then Shanghai.” Yoongi explains, “After Shanghai you can have Hoseok for four days since the next race will be in two week and not just one.”

Namjoon laughs beside him when he sees how pink Jin’s ears have become and how loud Hoseok is laughing because Jin might be a CEO and might joke around with Yoongi about how mean he is because he can’t spend much time with his boyfriend but when he gets called out on it the embarrassment it’s real on his skin. 

“Don’t make fun of him, think about your own boy.” Hoseok says in Jin’s defense and Yoongi frowns. 

His own boy?

“Oh don’t make that face, it’s so obvious Jeongguk’s friend wants you to fuck the shit out of him.” 

Yoongi’s thankful he isn’t drinking anything because he would have choked up for sure. 

“Or to fuck the shit out of you, it’s not really our business to know it.” 

Yoongi regains control of himself and he can’t help but glance Jimin’s way, he’s not there anymore and Yoongi wonders where he went. 

“Exactly that’s none of your business and besides, he’s not my boy nor there’s something going on between us.” he feels the need to explain and the look his friends give him makes him blush but there’s also a hint of amazement that Yoongi can’t understand. 

“But there could be,” he hears a sweet voice say near him and he almost dies on the spot because where the hell did he come from now? 

Yoongi vaguely registers his friends leaving, laughing out loud as they walk away. He turns around and sees Jimin there, a glass of champagne in hand taken probably by one of the waitresses who walks around the room with them on a tray. “You don’t want something to happen between us?”

Yoongi swallows hard, his throat suddenly feeling drier than the desert and he doesn’t have time to come up with something to say that Jimin steps closer to him, very close to him and Yoongi is intoxicated by his fruity perfume. 

“I’d love it if something happened between us, like you coming up to my room with me.” Yoongi’s hand immediately, almost naturally, finds his place on Jimin’s waist and he inhales the way Jimin smells of peaches and candies, again. He likes it, it’s refreshing. 

“I really want your hands on me.” Jimin keeps going, his lips now dangerously close to the skin under Yoongi’s ear. 

Yoongi smiles to himself, “How drunk are you?” 

Jimin pulls away to look at Yoong in the eyes. “Enough to openly tell you to fuck me, but sober enough to know what I’m doing and understand what I want-” Jimin puts one hand behind Yoongi’s neck, pulling him closer. Their lips at paper distance, “and I want you.” 

Their lips meet and Yoongi doesn’t know who closed the distance first but god, he’s never been so thankful in his life. He wondered more than once how Jimin’s lips could feel against his and now he thinks he’s in paradise, because it’s soft and when Yoongi bites on the bottom one he can feel Jimin clutching his black shirt, desperately seeking contact. 

Yoongi can’t suppress the smug and amazed smile on his lips. His back touches the wall and Jimin uses the opportunity to slot a leg between Yoongi’s. Their lips meet again, Yoongi finds it intoxicating because if he was asked right here and now what he’ll do for the rest of his life, his answer would be kissing Jimin. He slowly moves down his jaw, leaving small kisses there. 

“Lead the way.” Yoongi whispers and by the smug smile Jimin shows him, Yoongi understands he said the right thing.

He’s thankful the party was held inside the hotel the whole team slept in for the week of the race, it makes it all easier to get to Jimin’s room like that. 

Before leaving, Yoongi looks around and doesn’t see Jeongguk or Taehyung anymore, he doesn’t even want to know what they are doing but hopefully he’s going to be doing just the same. 

Yoongi notices the way Jimin’s body leans against his as they walk to the elevators, and the moment the sliding door closes behind them Jimin is all over him again. The tension between them is high, the air is thick but it breaks when Yoongi grabs Jimin's ass and pushes his body against him, Jimin’s hard dick finding friction against Yoongi’s thighs. 

He doesn’t even care if someone gets inside the elevator and finds them like this, Jimin’s half-open lips and pleased expressions are all Yoongi wants to see and care about anyway. He doesn’t know how they get to Jimin’s room  but when the door closes behind their backs, Jimin is already unbuttoning Yoongi’s shirt. 

“I've wanted to do this since the moment I saw you down there” the more he opens the shirt the more his lips touch Yoongi’s torso. 

He goes down till he’s facing Yoongi’s crotch but then he slowly moves up again, his fingers in the loops of Yoongi’s pants and he brings Yoongi against him, their lips smashing together. Jimin starts walking while they kiss, and Yoongi understands that he’s bringing them to the bedroom. “And now I’m going to suck you off the way you deserve” Jimin confesses and Yoongi thinks the universe must really love him. 

The moment they step inside the bedroom, Jimin takes control and he pushes Yoongi down on the mattress. It’s soft and the sheets aren’t uncomfortable against his skin but he doesn’t really care about it, because Jimin quickly removes his shirt as well and crawls over Yoongi. He sits on his lap, moving his hips slowly while his hands caress Yoongi’s chest. “Or should I ride you?” 

Yoongi’s breath gets caught up when Jimin grinds particularly hard over his constricted erection. 

“You can do absolutely the fuck you want, Jimin” Yoongi says painfully because he just wants Jimin to do something, he has never been this hard, or even this horny before but looking at the man on top of him, half-naked and willing to give himself to Yoongi like that makes him go absolutely crazy. 

Jimin smirks. “Exactly what I wanted to hear.” 

He leans down and kisses Yoongi’s lips, moving them from his jaw up to his ear. “I’m gonna treat you good, hyung.” he whispers, biting on Yoongi’s lobe and making a moan almost leave his mouth. 

Slowly, oh so slowly Jimin makes his way down and Yoongi can feel the tip of his nose tracing his abdomen, Jimin’s hand unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. He raises his hips so that Jimin can remove his jeans easily. He removes his boxers as well and Yoongi knows Jimin is going to blow him but he doesn’t expect him to take him in fully in his mouth, this time Yoongi can’t contain the moan that slips past his mouth. 

Jimin bobs his head up and down, his tongue making Yoongi curl his finger into fists. He can’t believe the way he can already feel his orgasm build-up, it’s usually never this fast and he never feels this much pleasure. It’s fucking amazing the way Jimin can use his mouth, his tongue- he pulls away and he teases the head of his dick, licking it and sucking on it. 

“God, Jimin, ‘sso good.” Yoongi moans when Jimin licks a stripe up and down his cock, teasing his balls as well. Yoongi thinks he could go crazy, but also that he could come only from the sight of Jimin’s pink and plump lips around his dick. 

He looks at him and they lock eyes and Yoongi knows he won’t last long like this, so he kindly takes Jimin’s hand in his and pushes the man up, kissing his lips and tasting himself in his mouth. Jimin complies and he melts against him, their chests pressing together. 

Jimin yelps when Yoongi switches their positions and he’s the one to undress Jimin completely. 

“Tell me you have lube and condoms.” 

Jimin looks at him like he just said something stupid and maybe he did, because of course Jimin has them and he shoves them on the mattress in a moment. He lays down again and Yoongi can’t believe his audacity, Jimin slowly opens up his legs and invites Yoongi in, and he’s only human, a weak one at that, so he leans down and kisses him on the lips. His hands caresses Jimin’s thighs, inner thighs till he’s holding his cock and Jimin moans out loud. Yoongi feels a pang of pride sparkle inside of him but he soon removes his hand, the pout Jimin shows him makes him want to touch him again immediately but he has other plans right now, and that is taking lube and coaxing his fingers with it. 

“Turn around.” he commands and Jimin is so fucking willing to comply that Yoongi wants to cry. 

“How do you like it?” 

“Mess. And wet.” Jimin says and Yoongi puts some more lube even on his hole. Jimin presents his ass to him just like that and Yoongi wants to worship it. He puts himself to work then, pushing slowly one finger in and trying to understand Jimin’s reaction to see if he is okay. When he feels Jimin starting to move he slowly thrusts his finger in and out, adding a second one when Jimin begs for it. 

“God, hyung, I swear to g- uh if you don’t fuck me right fucking now.” 

“Mouthy, aren’t we?” Yoongi teases, the tip of his third finger tracing around Jimin’s rim but never getting past it. 

Jimin, honest to god, whines and the sound of it goes directly to Yoongi’s dick. 

“Just get it over with, and put your dick- oh my god .” he says the moment Yoongi finally pushes his third finger in, scissoring his finger and caressing the inside of his wall. It doesn’t take much time for Yoongi to find Jimin’s prostate, and have the younger man moan his name over and over again. 

“Please, please, just- it feels so good, I want you inside. Please hyung-” 

Yoongi isn’t a mean person so he slowly removes his fingers, going for the condom and rolling it down his length. Remembering what Jimin told him before he put some more lube on it and he winces when he touches himself, he’s painfully hard. 

“What position do you prefer?” Yoongi asks because he doesn’t know what Jimin usually does in bed. 

“Like this it’s okay, hurry hyung, just- fuck .” Jimin whimpers when Yoongi pushes inside all the way, without giving Jimin time to finish the sentence. “You’re so big, thank god.” 

Yoongi bottoms out then and then he pushes back inside, hard. 

“ Yes, yes like this hyung, oh my-” Jimin tries but every time Yoongi thrust harder inside of him, Jimin asks for more and more, and Yoongi gives it to him every time. 

“It feels so good, you’re so tight for me.” Yoongi almost growls because Jimin meets his thrust back and it just drives Yoongi crazy having this beautiful man underneath him, trying so hard to fuck himself on Yoongi’s cock when he’s already giving it to him. He puts his hand on his hips and pushes inside, looking for Jimin’s sweet spot again and when the younger screams his name Yoongi knows he hit the jackpot. 

“There, yes yes yes hyung, oh my god- Yoongi.” Jimin is a mess of disconnected words and Yoongi can perfectly relate because his mind is a mess of Jimin’s name, and he’s sure is even saying it out loud. It just feels so good and he knows he won’t last long, because his movements start to become frantic and fuck , his dick disappearing inside Jimin’s red hole does things to him. 

“Hyung, hyung, please I want to c-cum, can-can I?” Jimin begs him and Yoongi is no one to deny him that, he circles his middle with his arms and takes a hold of Jimin’s dick. 

He flickers his wrist, once, twice, and then he brushes his thumb over Jimin’s head while still pushing inside of him. “Come for me, Jimin-” and it is almost immediate the way Jimin lets himself go at the sound of his voice, white come all over the sheets. 

“Don’t you dare pull out, I want you to come inside of me.” 

“Are you sure?” As an answer to that Jimin just moves his hips back on Yoongi’s dick, so he doesn’t pull out like he intended to do, not to hurt Jimin, and he just thrusts inside, chasing his own release that doesn’t wait much to come. Jimin whimpers underneath him but the moans he gives are amazing to Yoongi’s ears.

Only when Yoongi finally comes does he pull out, slowly, removing the condom and throwing it in a bin. He gets up from the bed to go inside the bathroom, Jimin lying naked on the bed looking at him. He can feel his gaze on his burning and sweaty skin. He damps a towel with warm water and brings it to Jimin, the man is laying on his back and he has a pleased but fucked out expression. 

Yoongi silently cleans him, “The best fucking sex I’ve had in a long time.” Jimin confesses to him but he’s not really reasoning, he’s just blubbering something with his eyes closed.  

“Careful there Park, my ego could explode.” Yoongi jokes, throwing away the towel after having cleaned himself as well. He moves around the room, taking his clothes and dressing himself up again.

“How are you fee-” he stops because when he turns around to look at Jimin he realizes that the younger fell asleep. Yoongi walks up to him, taking the hem of the duvet and rolling Jimin so that his naked body is covered, so that he won’t freeze to death in the night. 

He takes one final look at Jimin sleeping, his black hair falling over his eyes, he finds a paper note on his way out and writes down something on it. He leaves it on his nightstand before going out for good, he won’t probably see him again and it’s okay. It was meant to be just that: sex. But Yoongi has to agree, it was the best sex he had in a long time and he has to admit he’ll be a little sad he won’t have it anymore. 

As he walks up to the elevator, going down to his floor, he realizes how late it is and he curses himself. 

All Park Jimin’s fault. 

Jimin’s used to waking up feeling his head throbbing like crazy, but he’s pleasantly surprised when he opens his eyes and he just feels a slight pang on the back of his eyes, the light filtering through the window annoying him so much. 

He wants to applaud himself because he hates the feeling of being hungover and thankfully his world is not spinning on its axis, like it usually happens when there’s a party with alcohol involved. 

The party was nice last night, they had a lot of fun dancing and drinking together. Jimin smiles to himself thinking how good Jeongguk has been at the race, but maybe it was the wrong thought to have in that moment because his mind immediatly fills with the image of Yoongi and the amazing sex they had last night. 

He turns around, the sheets caressing his body and he suddenly feels all his body aching, but in a good and pleasant way. It’s not the first time that Jimin has a one-night-stand and it won’t even be the last, but it has been a long time since he felt this good and sated from one night of sex. 

It’s probably the way Yoongi knew every button to push to make him feel infinite pleasure, even though they didn’t really know each other. Jimin wishes every man he brought to his bed were like him. 

But as he thinks about him, embarrassment creeps up to his cheeks and he knows he won’t ever be  able to face him again. It’s not like Jimin usually behaves like this, it actually never happens but Yoongi was able to bring it out of him. Usually Jimin doesn’t care if he crosses his way with a person he slept with but he knows Yoongi is Jeongguk and Taehyung’s friend and Jimin doesn’t know what that night meant for him. 

He slowly tries to sit on the mattress, and when he notices he’s still fully naked, he recalls that he fell asleep over the duvet but probably Yoongi had enough heart to cover him. He looks around the room, trying to locate his things. 

He wants to take his phone and see what time it is or if he got an important call. He should also take a shower and find some painkiller to make sure the small pain he feels behind his eyes doesn’t become a bad headache but he has no energy to do so. 

He looks around for his phone and he finds it on his bedside table near a glass of water and two pills. He doesn’t remember charging his phone, nor taking two pills out, his mind supplies him it must have been Yoongi’s doing. Jimin can’t believe how caring the older has been, even if he shouldn’t have. 

Jimin recalls all the times he heard Jeongguk talk highly of Yoongi, speaking of him as if he was his older brother and Jimin can see it. He cares even if he doesn’t know Jimin that well. 

Why does it make him even hotter? It’s not fair. 

He swallows the pills and slowly he stands up to go shower but as he’s gathering all the things he needs he hears a knock at his door. 

“Room service for Mr. Park Jimin.” The waiter says as he pushes the cart right inside his room and quickly exits to leave Jimin to eat peacefully. Except he didn’t order anything and he knows it’s not just courtesy of the hotel. He wasn’t quick enough to ask or return it so he takes a look at what's on it and he notices a card. 

Eat it, it’ll make you feel better

-MYG

Jimin feels like screaming because he can’t believe Yoongi even ordered him breakfast because he could imagine that Jimin wasn’t going to feel well. 

He showers first, and he has to fight the urge to touch himself thinking about how fucking hot Yoongi is, how good his hands were yesterday on his dick and how kind he’s been to Jimin. Unbelievable. 

When he looks at what’s on the cart he sees that there are toast, pancakes and a slice of cake. But mostly there’s a huge cup of coffee and Jimin dives right into it. His damp black hair falls on his forehead but he leaves it be, it doesn’t bother him. 

He unlocks his phone and looks for Taehyung’s chat. 

I think I might have had the best sex of my life with Min Yoongi

I’m sure of it, actually 

What the hell did you do? 

And why with him? 

What do you mean why with him? 

Have you seen him? He’s fucking hot

I’ll let him do whatever he wants to me again if he wants

but i don’t think I’ll be able to face him again

JIMIN! 

OH MY GOD 

but did you have fun??

and why can’t you face him again?? 

DON’T YELL AT ME I HAVE A HEADACHE

yes I had so much fun

and because he put my phone to charge, he made sure I took painkillers

and ordered me breakfast Tae

Me too, fuck 

I’ll never drink again 

But honey, Yoongi is just that caring

You’ll get used by it

I’LL NEVER SEE HIM AGAIN

But do you have his number? 

…judging you x2

jeongguk is judging you too

I just need to thank him, assholes 

omg i need to know what you did in detail 

meet us in an hour in the hall 

only if you promise you’ll give me peace afterwards

i promise, love of my life

don’t tell gguk I typed that 

I already sent him a screenshot 

I hate you 

And of course Taehyung and Jeongguk do laugh and never make him live for it. 

“Just don’t bother Yoongi too much about it, too, please.” Jimin made sure because he couldn’t stand the thought of both Taehyung and Jeongguk joking with Yoongi about their night. 

Jimin tries not to think about it too much as he goes on with his life. He tries to not think about how cool Yoongi was when he was working, giving Jeongguk directions and focusing on data and shit inside the box. About how good it felt when he finally pushed his dick past Jimin’s hole and made him feel the pleasure he has been trying to look for once he got back home. He tries to think about how hot he was when at the party he pulled the sleeves of his shirt up mindlessly, but he thought about it when he saw one man doing the same at an after-party for a modeling campaign Jimin participated in and he hated that his mind went to Yoongi. 

If Yoongi was there he would have happily bent in half for him there, but he isn’t and Jimin has to admit that the man he brought home from the after-party with him wasn’t as good as he hoped.

He asked his friends for help to come up with a text to send to Yoongi, to thank him for what he did for him but every time Jimin just deletes everything. He’ll be definitely too occupied working to think about Jimin. He probably already forgot. 

Jimin should stop thinking about it too, he knows a week has already gone by because Taehyung kept him updated on Jeongguk’s race in Bahrain. He ended up on the podium again, third place and Taehyung had been ecstatic all day long. Jimin too had a smile adorning his face- he was glad the race went well and Jeongguk was safe. 

But he also had to keep himself from asking what Yoongi had done during the whole thing, and he almost found himself looking for videos on YouTube. But he stopped himself when he realized how ridiculous that behavior was. 

He’s never going to see Yoongi again and he doesn’t even know if he’ll be able to attend other races because he’s booked for a while. Fuck his fucking sex skills. 

He’s on his way to a shoot when Taehyung surprises him at the door of the building. They know their schedule, always trying to see if they have some work together or in the same area. 

“Tae, what are you doing here?”

“Can’t I come to surprise my best friend?” Taehyung says and Jimin just smiles, they usually do it so it’s nothing strange but there’s something about how he’s looking at Jimin that doesn’t let him stay calm. But he’ll wait, he knows Taehyung will spill it eventually. 

Jimin tries not to think about it and starts to get his mind ready for the shoot. He has to focus, he wants to do his best at every set but especially this one because he likes it so much. The clothing brand is one of Jimin’s favorites and the set is amazing, a room filled with flowers. Jimin is dressed all in fancy black clothes, some silky and some made of lace. 

He has a black choker around his neck. His makeup is a pretty smokey eye, that makes him look fierce and sexy. He feels sexy and he hopes the photo will convey it. 

Taehyung watches him work through all his sets, from the room filled with flowers to a quieter and soft room- there’s a bed in it and he’s dressed all in white. He has a blouse that if he raises his arms will show a bit of skin and he knows his fans will love it. 

He wonders if Yoongi will ever get to see these photos but as soon as he thinks about it, he pushes the thought away because no. He can’t think about it. 

Jimin has so much fun on set that it ends quickly. Everyone compliments him for his work and there’s a round of applause for all the people on set: the photographer and the whole team who make sure everything is perfect. 

“You did so well, Chim, please tell me they'll let you keep this one.” Taehyung says pointing at the white blouse he’s wearing and Jimin nods. 

“They told me I can keep both outfits.” he says happily because he fell in love with both of them. 

“That’s good! So you can wear them when we go to Baku!” Taehyung says as Jimin is getting changed into his normal clothing. 

“We’re not going anywhere, at least not me, what are you saying?” Jimin frowns because Taehyung must have lost his mind. 

His friend doesn’t answer for a moment and Jimin turns around to look at him. “What did you do?” 

Taehyung sighs and then smiles brightly at him. “I booked us a flight for Baku, you know in Azerbaijan, because that’s where Jeongguk will have a race and it’s a very difficult and hard circuit and I need to be there and I need you there with me please I already took care of everything you can’t say no.” 

Jimin is feeling overwhelmed, and Taehyung rarely rambles like that. He must have been nervous about telling him that and he barely understood a word of everything he said because he was speaking way too fast. 

“What?” Jimin asks again because right now his mind is screaming he’ll be seeing Yoongi again and it needs to shut up. 

“I said I already took care of everything, you are free the week the race takes place and it’s one of the hardest and dangerous circuits. I need to be there and I need you with me.” Jimin is looking at him in the eyes and aside from the euphoria of going together, he can see worry overtaking Taehyung’s eyes. 

Jimin really wants to say no but the more he silently thinks about it the more he feels like saying yes. It doesn’t matter if he’ll have to face Yoongi, he’ll just act civil but if the circuit is really that difficult he wants to be there as well for both Taehyung and Joengguk. He can’t deny that even when they stay at home, he would always keep an ear open to hear from Taehyung if Jeongguk is safe and sound at the end of every race. 

But his friend is asking him for more this time and Jimin can’t really say no. 

“He’s racing to secure a place for the team, he’s racing to win this time and you know winning minds can get reckless.” Taehyung whispers and Jimin nods. “I know he’s always careful but he’s still racing at 250 kilometers and he’s not the only one doing it.” 

“I’ll come, I’ll be there with you and for you Tae.” 

Taehyung quickly hugs him tightly and Jimin does the same. “Thank you.” 

Jimin only nods and lets Taehyung stay in his arms for a little while more. 

But Jimin is not really good at this, and he tried whatever activities possible to forget that he’ll be facing Yoongi again after that amazing night. And he doesn’t even know why it bothers him that much. It went well, Jimin had an amazing night and the sex was phenomenal. But what if Yoongi doesn’t think the same? Because Jimin would love to do it again, actually. He just felt so good and he doesn’t want to give up on that pleasure. 

So another week passes by where Taehyung excitedly reminds him that they’re going to Baku and Jimin internally screams about it. And right now it’s the middle of the night and Jimin is silently sneaking out of the home of the fuck he’s just had. Nothing really worth remembering but he had his fun- Yoongi didn’t leave his mind because Jimin remembers how strong his arms were around him as Yoongi was thrusting hard inside of him. 

Sometimes he thinks he’s going crazy because no one has ever made him lose his mind like this. 

Maybe it was the intensity in his eyes, or the way he was looking at him with not just pure lust. It was something Jimin doesn’t know how to explain and he doesn’t even want to think about it right now as he closes the door very carefully. The guy is way too passed out on his bed to care and Jimin knows he won’t say a thing about him to the public. 

Jimin cares about his reputation a lot, but he was open about his sexuality and he’s thankful he has a fanbase so open and inclusive not to mind if rumors about him and some other random person show up. He’s not doing anything wrong and his fans are super chill about it. It’s not easy being a gay man in South Korea but Jimin didn’t want to hide a part of himself- that of course costs him a great deal of job opportunities in his homeland but thankfully he is going really strong abroad, constantly traveling from Europe to America. 

He owes it all to Taehyung, the one who brought him into this world that he had always loved but never got the courage to approach. Now that he’s in it though he knows he’s born for it and the confidence he gained during years of working is a part of himself now. And he should keep this mindset all the way to Baku, it can probably get him another night with Yoongi if he plays it cool enough. 

These kinds of thoughts keep Jimin company until the moment he sets foot on the airplane that’ll get him and Taehyung to Baku- they are getting off to be able to be there from the beginning, Taehyung wants to make sure rehearsal on Friday, qualifications on Saturday and the race on Sunday will be safe. 

“He was on the podium again in Shanghai, first place.” Taehyung tells him once the plane settles for the fifteen hours long flight they have ahead. “I wanted to be there so much, fuck.” 

“Tae, he knows you’re busy-” 

“Yeah, but it’s not just that. It’s seeing his happy smile through FaceTime and not being able to live it properly bugs me- just, I don’t know sometimes it seems like not being together makes it less real.” 

Jimin hums and takes one of Taehyung’s hands. “It is real, the fact that it's harder and more complicated than other relationships doesn’t make it less real. You both are the happiest when you’re together, not just happy in the same place, you know?” 

“I know I have him, just as much as he has me but I just wish I could live it more, share things with him more.” 

“Then make the best out of the days you have now, live it with him as much as possible in Baku.” 

Taehyung doesn’t answer but just leans his head on Jimin’s shoulder, squeezing his hand. Jimin doesn’t push it because he knows Taehyung needs time to think about this and Jimin knows he’ll talk about it with Jeongguk too because that’s just how Taehyung is, if something doesn’t sit well with him he’ll talk about it. 

Jimin smiles to himself because he knows his best friend has all these doubts because he cares so much about Jeongguk. Taehyung doesn’t want to lose Jeongguk and every time, even if Taehyung loves races and Formula 1, Jimin knows he can’t wait for the season to end so he can have Jeongguk for himself for some months. 

Sometimes Jimin stops and thinks about when he’ll find this kind of feeling too, when the right person will appear and make him feel that happy like Taehyung often tells him, the kind of happiness like it’s always sunny outside. 

But then Jimin remembers that he hasn’t been really lucky with love, most people used him for his looks and nothing else. They stayed for fame and not for him, it didn’t really leave an open wound but Jimin was certainly more wary of the people he let inside his life. And he decided that for a while, one-night-stands were the best options for him. He wanted to enjoy himself and not think about anything else. And it’s working, he has no problems and he’s relaxed- Taehyung shakes him out of his thoughts to cuddle better on his shoulder. Jimin rests his head on Taehyung’s.

It doesn’t take long before both of them fall asleep.

Yoongi opens his eyes to the alarm on his nightstand. Yesterday was something crazy, Jeongguk gave his best for rehearsal and pushed the car to its limit to see how much he could go with it. Yoongi is actually really happy with how both his racers are doing but he can sense there’s a bit of disappointment in Chan for not being able to overtake Jeongguk. He can only hope it won’t affect their performance because so far they have been bringing home points after points. 

It feels nice to read on headlines and hearing media talk about their team as one of the big three, the underdogs that are taking up the scene and that could actually win the Championship. Yoongi feels proud of what they have accomplished. What other teams did in ten years, they are doing it in less than two years. 

Seokjin is busking in it, he takes great pride in what his own team is doing and he doesn’t ever miss a chance to remind Yoongi how important his contribution is. Yoongi doesn’t think he’s doing a lot to change the game but he loves his job dearly, and he’ll work as hard as he can to make sure everything will be good. 

Lately though, his mind has been a little bit off. He can’t deny that sometimes he wonders about a certain model, stretching an ear to hear if Jeongguk is mentioning him or not. Yoongi knows he shouldn’t do that, that right now he should just focus on his work but bits of the night they had together keep coming back and Yoongi kind of misses it. The pleasure he felt was something amazing, and he never felt it with anyone else. 

Yoongi knows perfectly that if he ever had a chance he’d sleep with Jimin again, he just knows it. 

But he has to admit that rumors reach his ears about Jimin sleeping around. He doesn’t care much, Jimin can do whatever he wants with whoever he wants, but he can’t help but wonder what Jimin would do if he and Yoongi were in the same country more often. He would love to be the object Jimin uses to relieve his stress with. 

A loud noise in the pit lane brings him back to reality and reminds him of his actual job. 

It’s not the time to think about Jimin, not when Jeongguk is getting out of his car, removing his helmet. 

“Was it good, hyung?” he asks and Yoongi nods, looking up at the data in front of him. 

“Yeah, you did your personal fastest lap since the races started.” 

“Really?” 

Yoongi nods and points to Jeongguk where he needs to look, the graphic showing how his speed line went up in comparison with what he did in past races and rehearsals. 

“If you keep it up like this you’ll be able to get pole position tomorrow.” 

Jeongguk doesn’t answer immediately, Yoongi knows he is tasting what Yoongi has said in his mind. 

“Do you really think so?” 

“I do- but you, you have to be careful, Baku’s circuit is dangerous, okay?” 

Jeongguk nods, he then says goodbye to shower and to get changed into something more comfortable since he is done with his day. Yoongi knows Taehyung is on his way here, he heard Jeongguk talk with him on the phone saying that he landed and desperately wanted to have dinner with everyone before they’d all get too focused on the next two days. Yoongi agreed because being with his friends was good for him even if he was sure he wouldn’t be able to get his mind off the qualifications that tomorrow and the actual race in two days. 

Baku’s circuit has always been a problem for Formula 1’s drivers, every circuit is a problem but Baku in particular, along with Monaco and Silverstone, they are the most dangerous and hard ones. They are filled with abrupt turns and it is really hard for cars not to touch each other since the race track is incredibly thin. 

Jeongguk knows that too and Yoongi can see it on his shoulders how focused he already is, but he also gets Taehyung’s intentions. He wants to give Jeongguk a night off of worries before diving into the race. He actually wants to give everyone that, because he knows how they get when there’s a stressful race coming. 

So Yoongi does what he needs to do and when he knows there’s nothing more he can do for the day he retreats to his hotel room to get changed. He wears something simple, tight black jeans and a white simple shirt and a cardigan over it. It’s nothing special, just a dinner out with his friends and he wants to be as comfortable as possible. 

He meets with Hoseok, Namjoon and Seokjin in the lobby- their boss is with them because he won’t ever miss the most difficult races. Seokjin wants to be there as much as possible for them and it’s  something Yoongi really appreciates because it makes the mood of the team more bearable. 

“Taehyung and Jeongguk?” 

“They're already sitting, Jimin’s there too-” Hoseok says casually, starting to walk towards the restaurant area. 

Yoongi almost stops in his tracks. 

“What, you didn’t know?” Namjoon snickers and keeps on walking, leaving Yoongi behind to think about how to collect himself quickly to pretend the idea of Jimin being there is not affecting him. He talked about him with Namjoon and Hoseok and right now he thinks he shouldn’t have, but it was impossible to keep anything from them, especially when they pushed and pushed to know what happened after they saw them kissing like the world was about to end at the party. 

He thinks he’s doing a good job at not showing how thrilled he is at the idea of Jimin being there when he sits at the table, and he also pretends that his friends didn’t set him up by making him sit on the only available seat that is beside Jimin. 

The man smiles at him, but soon averts his eyes, a pink color appearing on his cheeks. 

“What took you so long, Yoongi-hyung?” Taehyung asks him, in a teasing tone. 

He’s giving him that kind of smile when he knows he managed to do exactly what he wanted to and he’s surprising him with Jimin’s presence. If Yoongi moves his eyes to Jeongguk he can see the very same expression on his face- his racer winks at him and Yoongi almost wants to give everything up and run away. But he doesn’t do that, he sits and takes the napkin, putting it over his legs. 

“I was just making sure your boyfriend over there will be safe and sound for the next few days, you menace.” he says, trying to keep a serious face but it is impossible not to smile at Taehyung and soon he feels his mouth breaking in a smile. “But sorry for making you wait-”

“Okay, okay, can we order, please? I’m starving.” Namjoon says suddenly because he and Hoseok had been exercising all day and rehearsing as much as possible changing the tires for the pit stops. 

X

“Gguk, I think Lisa emailed your diet to the hotel, so you should be okay.” Yoongi says when the waiter comes to get their order. 

Jeongguk sighs but he nods. He knows he has to be careful. 

“Why can’t you order what you want?” Jimin asks and all the heads turn to look at him. 

“I have to be careful because I can’t gain weight, the lighter I am the faster the car will go.” Jeongguk explains, “I know I could eat whatever is on the menu but I'd rather be careful, we don’t want to lose precious seconds just ‘cause I crave something greasier than normal.” 

Yoongi notices that Jimin doesn’t comment on it. “He knows what he’s doing, you’ll see he’ll eat better and more than us but it won’t affect his weight.” 

“Isn’t that harsh, though?” Jimin asks and Yoongi sees worry in his eyes. 

“He has a nutritionist that follows him, he’s in good hands, I promise.” Yoongi assures him, and Jeongguk who was listening nods, making eye contact with Jimin, flashing him a radiant and healthy smile. 

X

After that, they start waiting for their meal to come while chatting. When Jeongguk’s plate is brought to the table Jimin chuckles, maybe deeming Jeongguk’s dinner good and probably better than what they’re about to eat.

“How are you, Jimin-ssi?” he asks and when Jimin’s eyes meet his, he can definitely see how shy he was being with him. 

Jimin takes a sip of water from the glass in front of him. “I’m fine thank you. But please, hyung, don’t call me Jimin-sii, I think we’re way past that.” he answers, making Yoongi choke on his water. “Everything’s good?” he continues, amused by how Yoongi is reacting to his teasing. 

“Yeah, yeah, I kind of forgot how straightforward you could get.” Yoongi says, feeling redness creeping up his neck, especially when he feels his friends’ smirking gazes on him. Thankfully they are kind enough to let him and Jimin be in their bubble and don’t mind Yoongi’s little moment of difficulty. 

“I’ll have to remind you, then.” Jimin says winking and thankfully Yoongi isn’t drinking anything this time because he would have choked again. 

He debates internally for a second if he should flirt back or not, he knows he shouldn’t because tomorrow is a big day and he needs to sleep and flirting with him might end up in having sex but- “You’re full of surprises Park Jimin.” 

“Oh, you have no idea, hyung.” Jimin winks at him.

“Would you like some?” the younger one nods at Yoongi’s offer to pour him some wine, “I’d love some, thank you hyung.” 

“You won’t have some?” Jimin asks him and Yoongi shakes his head. 

“I’d love to but the next few days are big ones, I want to stay as focused as possible.” 

“You can’t handle even just one small glass?” Jimin asks and Yoongi is about to answer that when he feels something teasing his legs. He thinks it’s Seokjin hitting him while stretching his legs under the table since he is sitting right in front of Yoongi, but Seokjin is casually talking with Namjoon. So Yoongi looks over Jimin. He’s sitting at the head of the table, right beside Yoongi, and he’s fucking teasing him with his foot in front of everyone. There’s fire in Jimin’s eyes, the same fire he had when they first met.

Yoongi smirks, “I think handling you is harder than handling alcohol.” 

Jimin smiles sweetly at him, Yoongi can feel his foot going even higher and he hopes Jimin will stop at his inner thigh but it doesn’t happen.  

“Touchè.” he says back to Yoongi but soon enough he feels Jimin’s foot teasing his dick and Yoong kind of wants to die on the spot because he can’t make any face, can’t say anything about him and he worries his friends might notice it and call them out for it. 

“What are you doing?” Yoongi yell-whispers and Jimin puts his chin over his entwined hands, looking at Yoongi with big, innocent eyes. 

“Nothing, I’m just surprising you.” 

He has a different light in his eyes and Yoongi wants to get up, take Jimin by his hand and bend him over the table and fuck him hard. But he can’t and instead he is being badly teased, Jimin’s foot pushing a little bit over his hardening dick. 

God, Yoongi wants to fuck that winning smirk away from his face. But mostly he feels the need first to scream and then to lean in and kiss Jimin’s lips. But it is the wrong thought to have because his mind gets filled with images of those lips around his dick, and it doesn’t help dwelling his erection. It makes it worse, especially since Jimin is moving his foot so slowly, caressing the outline of his dick. 

He tries to focus on what’s on his plate, he chews on it to try and muffle the moan he wants to let out. He obviously can't and Jimin is having the time of his life in making his life a living hell. He puts the fork down with a little too much strength and it gains some stares but Yoongi plays it cool. 

“It was slipping out of my hand.” he says apologetically but also with a strained voice.  

“Hyung, you should relax a bit, tomorrow’s gonna be fine.” Jeongguk reassures him, thinking he’s nervous about the next day. Yoongi nods and says he’ll try, Jimin just pushes his foot a bit harder on his dick, making pleasure grow in his groin. God, he can’t come right now, he’ll embarrass himself. 

“Was everything good today with the cars?” 

Yoongi looks up at Seokjin who asked the question and he wants to disappear, he doesn’t have the  mind to have this kind of conversation right now, but he has to so he nods. 

“Yeah, Jeongguk here outdid himself. If he does the same tomorrow he can get to the pole position.” he explains and he can sense Jimin listening closely to the conversation as he gives him a bit of peace, teasing just the inner part of his thigh. “I told him that, but at the same time I don’t want him to push over his limits, you know Baku is a pain in the ass.” 

“Taehyung is worried about this race.” Jimin interjects and it makes both Seokjin and Yoongi look at him, “He said it’s dangerous and he needed to be here.” 

Yoongi nods along with Seokjin. 

“It is, they go fast and the turns are tight and most with a ninety-degree angle. It’s not easy and the first turn it’s always tragic-” his foot comes back over his dick and he’s kind of grateful for Jimin’s question because it made it seem like he got interrupted by it, and not by Jimin foot working his cock under the table, with his friends sitting around them.

“Why?”

“Because there are twenty cars racing and at the first turn they're all there and it’s easy for them to touch and crash. But if you go past the first turn it’s easy to put distance between each car.” Yoongi explains to Jimin, who’s looking at him with attention. He might not like this world but he wants to know what his best friend is diving into. 

“Okay, I get it. And there’s no guarantee for Jeongguk to be safe?” 

It’s Seokjin who speaks now and Yoongi can try to recollect himself from moaning out loud when Jimin pushes a bit too hard. 

“No, we can give him the best car ever made and he can drive as safely as possible but it’s not always on the car or on the driver. Shit can go down in seconds, another car could just barely touch him and the race would be over for him.” 

“And he’s not one to back down, pilots aren’t scared of death if they’re inside their car. It’s what they’re meant to be doing and there’s ever no guarantee that s-something bad won’t happen.” Yoongi says and he hopes his stutter won’t be noticed by Seokjin. Jimin didn’t want to hear that, he probably doesn’t like knowing Jeongguk can be in danger but the look in his eyes and his posture give away that he needed to get grounded, to form a realistic idea of that Formula 1 intake.

Yoongi waits for his and Seokjin’s words to sink in, and the moment they do he sees Jimin exhale and move his arm out to take his glass of wine but his foot rests right against Yoongi’s thigh. 

“Okay, let’s hope everything goes according to plan then..” and he goes to take the wine bottle but Yoongi is faster and takes it for him, pouring Jimin wine. 

“Thank you, hyung.” 

The moment Seokjin turns to answer something Hoseok asked him, Yoongi turns to Jimin. “Some of us are nice, you know?”

Jimin looks at him confused for a moment but then he smiles, “Well, maybe I don't want you to be nice.” 

Yoongi doesn’t even get the chance to answer that because from that their friends open a conversation that takes all of them but Jimin is not kind enough to let him be, he still feels his foot teasing him from time to time, keeping him on edge and Yoongi is so damn close to just let go and come in front of them, but he has a dignity and he won’t lose it right now. 

Soon their dinner ends and everyone moves to get to their room, Jimin is behind him and when no one is looking their way he gets closer and takes his hand. 

“I’ll be waiting.” he says and he runs quickly to get to the elevator with Taehyung and Jeongguk since they’re on the same floor. 

Fuck, Yoongi should already be in his room, brushing his teeth and going to bed, wearing his pajamas and not going up some floor to get to Jimin’s room. 

He kind of hates himself but when Jimin opens the door, already naked from head to toe Yoongi feels like the luckiest man alive. 

“You’ll be the death of me, Park Jimin.” he says, Jimin smiles and drags him inside. 

He’s going to have an amazing night. 

I can’t stop thinking about your tongue 

I’m in the middle of a briefing 

Don’t do this to me right now 

Come to my room when you’re done, 

I’ll make up for it 

Jimin right now is not even a bit ashamed of being so straightforward with Yoongi, not when yesterday night he had been crying real tears for how good Yoongi’s tongue felt inside of him. He had been eaten out before but he had never, never felt that good or orgasmed only by that. They didn’t do much, Yoongi needed to go but Jimin didn’t let him go before sucking his dick dry, he had a heart and he couldn’t leave Yoongi like that after having teased him all dinner time. 

But as Jimin turns around in his bed, sheets rustling around him, he knows he wants more of it. He knows he wants to ride Yoongi nice and slow and give him his whole body to fuck. He should start getting ready to meet with Taehyung, going exploring Baku but Jimin is dead tired and probably Taehyung is too because he texted him saying that he was going to spend the day sleeping. Maybe he and Jeongguk had fun as well last night. 

What do I have to do with you, eh?

Everything you want to.

I can be there only after dinner time, though. 

I’ll wait. 

Jimin smiles at their interaction, it’s nice talking with Yoongi like this but he doesn’t push it further. 

He knows Yoongi is working and he doesn’t want to get in his way. He knows what he does takes much attention, and he’s doing it to make sure Jeongguk can run safe and sound. 

Jimin knows his place. 

He plays around with social media for a while before trying his luck and text Taehyung if he wants to have lunch together. Taehyung actually answers him and in a few minutes he’s in Jimin's room. 

“God, you look awful.” 

“Well, good morning to you too.” Taehyung says and it makes Jimin laugh. 

They sit down on Jimin’s bed while they wait for the room service to bring their food. 

“I kind of wanted to sleep the whole day but I just can’t- I’m so nervous knowing Jeongguk is about to race to qualify.” 

“Do you want to watch it together?” 

Taehyung looks at him with big eyes and Jimin knows he said the right thing, they have some time before qualification starts, he knows it’s around 6pm. “I don’t know why I’m this nervous, maybe it’s because I know this time he’ll give all himself to it and I fear he’ll just lose control.” 

“Okay, Taetae, I know it can be hard but Jeongguk knows what he’s doing and you told me many times that during qualifications it’s hard something bad can happen.” 

“Yeah, I know they just have to make the best lap to take the time but sometimes they can lose grip and crash and-” 

Jimin turns around to look at him, “Tae, I know me telling you this will be pointless but let’s trust Jeongguk, okay? It won’t do you any good getting this nervous, and Jeongguk will feel it, too-” 

Taehyung nods, and he just sits closer to Jimin, seeking comfort. “I know, I’m just afraid I’ll lose him.” 

Jimin hugs him, “It’s a possibility, but let’s not think about it, ‘kay? Let’s face one problem at a time.” 

“What’s our main problem now?” Taehyung asks, his face hidden in the crook of Jimin’s neck. 

“That I have to get up and look for the remote.” 

Taehyung whines and he just pushes Jimin down so they can lay on the bed, their lunch half-eaten but it’s okay. Thankfully they ordered Dovga, a typical Azerbi dish, that can be eaten both hot and cold. Jimin loves the food, it’s a type of yogurt soup with rice, chickpeas, and herb and Jimin adores the taste of it. He has to admit that he ordered a bit blindly, he didn’t know any kind of traditional food but when he called and asked for them the hotel staff was more than welcome to satisfy his request. 

Thankfully he snapped a photo of it, later he’ll publish it on social media. 

He and Taehyung spend the afternoon chatting and cuddling, Jimin understands that Taehyung needed him like that and he was no one to deny his best friend a bit of comfort. He wishes he could change Formula 1’s rules and make the sport less dangerous but he also knows that it’s also because of that that Jeongguk loves it so much. He likes adrenaline pumping through his veins, he likes being hyper-focused and ready to give his all. If Jimin thinks about it he can’t see Jeongguk do anything else but that. 

When the qualification starts, Jimin manages to leave Taehyung on the bed only because if he doesn’t do that they won’t be able to turn on the TV. And it happens all so quickly, and Taehyung crashes his hand through all the time that when Jeongguk’s image pops up on the screen with “Pole Position” written near him they have to take a minute to process it. 

“He’s got pole position again !” Taehyung screams and Jimin wants to calm him down but fuck it, he was so anxious that he’ll let Taehyung do whatever he wants now. He just jumps on the bed with him and laughs because his best friend is an ace. 

Jimin keeps an eye on the TV showing the pilots getting out of their cars, especially the ones who managed to secure the first three spots on the grid. They follow Jeongguk’s figure, he’s jumping all his way to K-One box, and he’s welcomed with hugs and screams and happy yelps. Bangchan gets that kind of celebration too because he manages to secure fourth place on the grid. That means that if they play it cool, they can win the race and get K-One a double podium tomorrow. 

Yoongi is smiling widely, happy that all their effort pays like this. Jimin can’t wait to see him hear how it went, but mostly to give him what he deserves for his hard work. 

“Okay, okay- I need to go, I want to wait for him in his room.” Taehyung says and Jimin nods, he understands Taehyung’s need to be with him after the day he had, “And I bet you won’t be alone too, but that’s a conversation we’ll have another time. Say hi to Yoongi-hyung for me!” his best friend winks at him and leaves Jimin in his room, trying to understand how he caught them.

But Jimin has really little time to think about it, he wants to be ready so he goes to take a shower because Baku is really hot and being in bed with Taehyung against his side all day didn’t leave him fresh and clean for sure. 

He takes his time and he preps himself thinking about Yoongi’s face when he realizes he can just push inside, mostly when he’ll see what Jimin used. 

Jimin doesn’t even understand why he’s letting Yoongi back in his bed, he never did something like this. It was always just one time and that’s it, but the way Yoongi touches him, the way Yoongi fucks him is just worth the risk. Jimin knows he shouldn’t think too much about it, they live in two different worlds and they are rarely in the same country, it would be hard anyway to start something serious. He feels kind of safe knowing that, because it’s been years since he had a real relationship with feelings involved and he’s a bit scared of it. 

Yoongi probably thinks the same because he knows he can’t have anything steady at the moment, he told Jimin so yesterday night, maybe that’s why Jimin feels okay with having Yoongi coming to his room whenever he wants. And if he thinks about giving up the pleasure Yoongi makes him feel he has to admit that he’ll be sad. 

After he’s done with opening himself up, touching himself to the idea of Yoongi being inside of him, Jimin leaves the shower and puts on a shirt and some sweatpants. He knows it’s futile because the moment Yoongi enters his room, clothes will be discarded around the floor but he already surprised him by being naked, he doesn’t want to repeat himself. Even if the face Yoongi did was worth it all-

There’s a knock on the door and Jimin hurries to open up.

 “Hyung, you have the key, you can bypass knocking.” Jimin says but whatever he was going to say next, gets stuck in his throat when he sees the way Yoongi’s eyes glint in joy. 

“We got pole and fourth position Jiminie!” he says and Jimin pretends hearing him calling like that for the first time doesn’t make him happy. He hurries inside, caging Jimin against a wall and kissing his lips. 

“And now you get to fuck me, you’re always winning hyung.” Jimin jokes and it makes Yoongi’s shoulder shake. 

He scratches his neck in embarrassment but it’s soon gone when Jimin fists his white shirt and brings their lips together again. Yoongi is still in his working attire, the blue and red jacket open to show a white shirt. His blue pants hugging his legs perfectly. Jimin hates that it affects him so much, it’s just that on Yoongi it’s perfect and those colors suit him so much. 

Yoongi doesn’t lose any seconds and he deepens their kiss, his tongue tasting the inside of Jimin’s mouth. Their bodies perfectly fit together as Yoongi cages Jimin even more against the wall, his hands slipping underneath Jimin’s shirt, caressing the skin there and going up to his back. Jimin shivers because Yoongi’s hands are always so delicate on him but make him feel so much with just so little. He’s not proud of the whimper that leaves his mouth but Yoongi’s hands move so close to the hem of his pants, and he’s now groping Jimin’s asscheeks. If he moved his hand a bit more he’d feel the plug Jimin used to keep himself open for him. 

But Yoongi attacks his neck instead, leaving kisses all over it, sucking and licking in the places he knows make Jimin go crazy. He can’t believe this man can make him lose his mind like this, just by simple touches. He’s already painfully hard and he tries to get some friction by grinding on Yoongi’s thigh. 

“You’re always so eager-” the older says, pushing his thigh up so that Jimin can use it as he pleases. 

“It’s not enough, hyung, I want more- I want you.” Jimin whispers and he knows he’s going way too fast but that’s just what Yoongi does to him. He yelps when he feels Yoongi taking him into his arms and Jimin circles his legs around his middle. Jimin latches his mouth on the man’s neck, kissing and licking it, blowing on the skin to make Yoongi shiver. 

When they reach the bed, Yoongi lays him down, crawling over him and kissing his lips like a starved man. Jimin feels good and wanted under Yoongi’s attention and it’s different from when he sleeps with other men, he can clearly feel they want him just for the persona Jimin is, they want him because he’s Park Jimin, the famous supermodel. Yoongi wants him because he enjoys his time with him, maybe that’s also why Jimin feels safe and good with him. 

Yoongi throws his jacket away, and Jimin sits up to remove his shirt. 

Yoongi undresses Jimin as well, shirt first and then he removes his pants. Jimin’s dick is finally free from any form of restriction since he didn’t wear boxers in the first place. 

Yoongi moves to get lube and condoms from where he now knows Jimin keeps them. 

He leaves them on the side of the mattress, “You have no idea how hard it was today to not think about you.” Yoongi whispers to his lips before he closes the distance with a searing kiss. 

Jimin arches his back, trying to get everything he can from Yoongi, the man caresses his side, his waist and when his hand closes around Jimin’s dick he moans out loud. 

“Not thinking about the sounds you make when I touch you, so fucking hard, baby.” 

Jimin whimpers when Yoongi calls him that, but mostly when his thumb plays with the head of his cock, teasing it and spreading pre-cum over it. 

“Do something, please .” Jimin says and he shivers when Yoongi spreads his legs and squeezes lube over his finger, he knows what’s about to happen. 

Yoongi’s cold finger caresses his thigh and his asscheeks, spreads him by looking him into his eyes but then his eyes widen, a smirk growing on his face. 

“I see you had fun on your own.” Yoongi murmurs, taking the plug in hand and pushing it more inside Jimin’s ass. 

He fists the sheet, feeling vulnerable under Yoongi’s sharp, lust-filled eyes. 

“Did I let you wait too much for me?” 

Jimin shakes his head, “so you can just-” 

“-fuck you? Do you really want my cock so much?” Yoongi keeps fucking Jimin with his plug and his mind supplies him that he had the best idea ever because he has never seen Yoongi this riled up before. 

Yoongi’s other hand takes a hold of his dick, and Jimin’s feels like touching the sky. The touches are so good and the plug inside his ass feels fantastic even if it’s not Yoongi’s cock. 

“Yes, yes - please, hyung, I want it-” he tries to say but he finds it hard even to keep his eyes open to look at Yoongi. “I want to ride you, please .” 

“ Fuck,” Yoongi says and Jimin lets out a deep breath when Yoongi removes the plug, throwing it beside them uncaringly. “You can do whatever you want with me.” he confesses and Jimin smiles, and so he switches positions, removing the pants Yoongi is still wearing and freeing his hard dick, quickly rolling down the condom. 

Jimin straddles his lap and Yoongi puts his hands over his waist. 

“Take it easy, don’t hurt yourself- I’m right here.” he guides Jimin’s movements, and the moment Jimin aligns with his dick and starts lowering himself, both of them let out a deep moan. 

“Are you okay?” Yoongi asks, making sure Jimin is not hurt or in pain. 

Jimin nods, “ ‘s good, so good.” he whispers and he slowly starts moving his hips, creating slow and tentative circles. Jimin has to put his hand on Yoongi’s chest to keep himself balanced, and when he finds good rhytm he starts to fuck himself over and over on Yoongi’s dick. 

“God, you’re so tight.” Yoongi says and Jimin can clearly see the pleasure spreading on his face as Jimin bounces on his dick, pleasuring both of them. It feels so good, and Jimin loves feeling this filled up and Yoongi does it so well. Jimin gets to decide the pace and wants to savor every second of it, he slows down a bit and he creates a eight figure with his hips, when Yoongi’s dick hits his prostate he lets out a high-pitched moan. He’s not ashamed, not when he feels Yoongi’s cock twitching inside of him. 

Yoongi meets his thrusts, he points his feet on the mattress and starts pushing inside Jimin, hitting his sweet spot over and over again, making Jimin cry out in pleasure. 

“ Yes, oh my- Yoongi.” That's all it takes for Yoongi to switch position and lay Jimin down underneath him, Jimin’s kind of grateful for it because he was losing strength in his legs. Yoongi pushes inside of him again, their lips meet and Jimin pretends the slapping sound of skin on skin doesn’t turn him on even more than he already is. His dick stands painfully hard over his abdomen but he knows he can come untouched if Yoongi keeps on hitting there.

“I’m so- I’m so clos- uh.” Jimin says, but Yoongi kisses him, it’s a messy kiss, tongue and teeth but Jimin loves it. 

He feels Yoongi all over him, his hand cupping Jimin’s cheek while the other keeps himself up to not crush him. “You can come, make a mess-” Yoongi says over his lips and Jimin can’t help but moan, his hands behind Yoongi’s neck to push him down and crush their lips together. 

Jimin comes like that, after a particularly hard thrust. His head moves back and his eyes roll back, he thinks he sees white for a moment because he has never had a bone-crushing orgasm like this one. 

Yoongi slows down and comes to a stop inside of him. 

Jimin whines, “Don’t stop- I want you to come inside of me.” 

“I don’t want to h-” 

As an answer Jimin moves his hips, making Yoongi hiss. “Stop it, tell me if you can handle it or I won’t move.” 

“I can handle it, I won’t break.” 

Yoongi searches for his eyes, to understand if Jimin is telling the truth. Jimin looks at him and makes sure that Yoongi sees clearly that he wants it, and when Yoongi is convinced he starts moving again, slowly to make sure Jimin is okay. He feels warm inside because Yoongi cares so much for his wellbeing even when Jimin just wishes Yoongi could fuck the life out of him. 

When a moan leaves Jimin's mouth, Yoongi pushes harder and Jimin should feel embarrassed that his dick is getting hard again after an orgasm that violent but Yoongi just hits all the perfect spots and Jimin doesn’t regret it even one bit. 

Yoongi notices and he chuckles on top of him, “You’re incredible and absolutely insatiable.” 

Jimin just works to meet Yoongi’s thrusts, feeling good and a tug at the pit of his stomach. He can feel a second orgasm already building, oversensitivity kicking in and making him hyper-aware of Yoongi inside of him. Before he can touch himself, Yoongi swats his hand away and takes a hold of his dick, flicking his wrist, tugging hard. 

Jimin comes again when Yoongi teases the head of his cock, nothing comes out but when he clenches he feels Yoongi trembling and coming inside the condom. 

Yoongi crushes on top of him, but Jimin doesn’t mind. He likes the weight of it. 

“Are you okay, hyung?” 

Yoongi shakes his head, “No, Min, I think you broke me.” he confesses and it makes Jimin laugh out loud. Yoongi chuckles too, Jimin feels the vibration of his laugh through his chest. Yoongi rolls to the side, removing the condom and throwing it for a moment on the floor. 

Jimin looks at him and when Yoongi meets his eyes he opens his arms as well, “Come here, cuddle me.” Yoongi demands and Jimin slowly accepts it. He lays beside Yoongi and he lets the man engulf him with his arms. It’s nice, it’s not what Jimin usually goes for but it helps with the coming down from such high sensations. Jimin never likes the aftermaths, being alone to deal with the opposite of what he felt during sex. 

He always thought aftercare was important but he never trusted anyone to stay with him after it. And he never felt completely safe to stay in someone else’s bed either. He shivers when Yoongi’s hand traces his spine, “I’m hungry.” 

“You could eat me.” Jimin says, hiding his face in Yoongi’s chest to muffle down his laugh when Yoongi slaps his asscheek. 

“Park Jimin I swear to god-” 

“I was joking!” 

Yoongi doesn’t say anything, he just waits. 

“Okay it kind wasn’t a joke but still.” 

“You’re just-” 

“Sensational? Amazing? Beautiful? A sex god?” 

Yoongi turns around, his arms over Jimin’s waist. “I was going to say something lame as a dream but I do agree with everything you said.” Jimin hides some more, he doesn’t understand why he’s suddenly so shy. But Yoongi doesn’t question it and so Jimin lets his body and mind have it for a moment. 

It’s quiet between them but it’s not uncomfortable and Jimin feels like he can fall asleep but he knows he can’t because he’s still sweaty and he knows he has dry cum all over his stomach. “I think I’m gonna take a shower.” he says to Yoongi and the man hums. 

“I’m gonna order something to eat- what do you want?” 

“I’m okay with whatever you choose.” 

They get up at the same time, Jimin a bit reluctantly because he kind of misses Yoongi’s body against his. He wants to offer the man to have a shower with him but maybe he needs a bit of time to take control of himself.  When hot water hits his body Jimin sighs in relief, he feels fantastic and he knows he’ll let Yoongi fuck him one more time as he asked and he also knows that they’re spending quite some time together but Jimin just can’t say no. He has fun with Yoongi and talking with him is very easy. 

He doesn’t mind having him around and the idea of having dinner together makes his stomach flip, he likes it. 

Jimin washes his hair, hoping all his thoughts would go away too. Once he’s done he feels a lot better and when he gets to his bedroom he takes a pair of boxers and decides to just put Yoongi’s white shirt on. It’s a daring move but he likes how the fabric feels on his body. 

“Dinner should be here around nine thirt- oh , it suits you.” Yoongi says, walking closer. He has only a pair of boxers on, he takes the hems of Jimin’s shirt and pulls him close to him, leaving a peck on his lips. 

The kiss is slow and tender, nothing compared to when they're in bed. 

“Can I use the bathroom too?” Yoongi asks him and Jimin nods. 

“I’ll leave some clothes for you inside.” Jimin says, taking some sweatpants, one of his shirts and a pair of boxers to lend Yoongi. The older thanks him and starts the water. 

Jimin lays on the bed as he waits for Yoongi to be done and for dinner to arrive. His eyes almost close when he starts relaxing a bit too much, but then he hears the bathroom door opening and Yoongi coming out. The shirt Jimin gave him fits him well, maybe just a bit tight around his chest. His black hair is still damp, falling over his eyes. 

“You should dry your hair, or you’ll get sick.” 

“Okay, mom.” Yoongi jokes but he doesn’t dry his hair, instead he joins Jimin on the bed, laying beside him. 

“I’m nervous.” he confesses and Jimin turns around to look at him, “There’s a chance we can get a double podium tomorrow and I’m nervous that both Jeongguk and Chan will do something reckless.” 

Jimin doesn’t really know how to help Yoongi, he knows very little about his world. One thing is to console Taehyung who knows what he can say or not, but with Yoongi he doesn’t know. He doesn’t really know him but he can try. 

“I understand very little about all of this, but what I know is that both Chan and Jeongguk know what they signed up to, they know they have to be careful but give their best- we just have to trust them and make sure everything else doesn’t get in their way.” 

“If something happens to them I don’t think I c-” 

Jimin acts quickly, he doesn’t think too much when he lets his and Yoongi's lips meet again. 

“Stop overthinking, I know it’s easier said than done but you just need to focus on the race, taking care of the cars and Jeongguk, the rest it superfluous right now-” Jimin gives him another kiss when Yoongi juts out his lips, “-think about it only if it becomes absolutely necessary.” 

Yoongi looks at Jimin and nods, “You’re right, thank you, bab-” Yoongi stops himself, maybe realizing what he was calling Jimin. It’s one thing calling him that during sex but Jimin has to admit he doesn’t mind hearing it even like this. 

“You can call me that, I like it.” Jimin confesses and Yoongi gives him another peck. 

“You’re pretty.” Yoongi says out of the blue then, and it makes Jimin blush because he’s not wearing any make-up or fancy clothes and yet here is Yoongi complimenting him. Jimin never allowed anyone to see him without make-up, but with Yoongi he knows he can be himself. 

Jimin doesn’t have time to say anything else because there’s suddenly a knock on the door. 

“I’ll go take it.” Yoongi says, his hand caressing Jimin’s naked thighs as he gets up. 

He waits to hear the door close again to move and get to the table, the smell is amazing and they devour everything in a heartbeat. 

Yoongi even keeps his promise to eat Jimin out, he says that’s his dessert and Jimin is no one to oppose that, even if that’s the cheesiest thing he has ever heard. 

That night he falls asleep quickly, even if the last thought is that it would be nice falling asleep with Yoongi beside him. 

Jimin does understand very little about the world of Formula 1 but the moment he steps inside the paddock and sees the circuits on the tv inside the box he immediately understands why Taehyung wanted to be here. Jeongguk is warming up with his personal trainer, a not so tall girl with dark blue hair. Jimin knows her name is Ryujin because Jeongguk often mentions her when he needs to go to the gym- Ryujin keeps him in shape and makes sure Jeongguk doesn’t lose strength in his muscles during each race. 

“I can’t wait for this to be over.” Taehyung says to him as he hands Jimin an ice tea he went to buy to distract himself.

“It will end soon and you’ll have him all for yourself.” Jimin reassures him because he knows Taehyung is just on edge because he fears for Jeongguk’s life. “And tomorrow you could go nerding together to see that car you wanted to buy.” 

“I think we’ll do that, and by the way I can’t believe I’m friends with you, you don’t even drive.” 

“I could but I just don’t want to.” 

“You will when you find your car.” 

“Oh my god, I won’t go car-shopping with you!” 

“One day I’ll convince you.” Taehyung says and Jimin smiles, he looks at him and he sees that Taehyung is a bit more relaxed and Jimin is glad that he manages to make that happen. But also he smiles to himself because it’s truly amazing how the universe works sometimes. 

His two best friends love and would die for the world of cars, while Jimin himself doesn’t even drive. He has a license but he just doesn’t enjoy driving as much as Taehyung and obviously as Jeongguk do. Taehyung has always been a geek for cars, watching every movie about them and soon loving everything from how they are made and their history. Taehyung also owns a few cars, thanks to how well he’s being paid for being the face of Seoul. 

His favorite is an old white Supra, it’s the 1982s model, a gem, my baby Taehyung said and Jimin doesn’t even try to argue when he goes into specifics because he feels like a fish out of water. He’s happy that Taehyung has found someone who loves what he loves just as much. And it makes Jimin’s heart swell in tenderness realizing that for how much Jeongguk loves driving he rarely does when he’s with Taehyung. His best friend tries to give Jeongguk a break whenever they're together and it just shows how much love he feels for Jeongguk. 

But Jimin bets that Jeongguk also enjoys it very much to look at Taehyung driving around in those sexy cars of his. 

Jimin is keeping an eye on Jeongguk and around the box. 

He sees Namjoon and Hoseok talking with some other mechanics, Jimin doesn’t know their names but he now knows that they are in charge of changing the tires with them.

It’s in that moment that Yoongi enters the box. He’s already wearing his headphones just like Taehyung and Jimin and he’s walking straight up to Jeongguk and Chan. He takes them both to the side and talks to them. 

Jimin doesn’t know what he’s saying but it’s probably something about how they should focus and be careful on track. 

Jimin thinks he would love to hear his deep voice talking about what he loves, but as the thought crosses his mind, he shakes his head trying to get rid of it. It’s not that easy because now his mind is filled with how many times Yoongi made him laugh during the nights they have been together.

Looking at Yoongi now, Jimin realizes how much he is in his element, almost like when Jimin is in front of a camera lens. He’ll come back to work the day after the race, he can’t have much time off and he’s thankfully booked and busy. He’ll miss being able to look at Yoongi from this close, he’ll miss seeing Yoongi and have the man touch him. He kind of fears where his mind is taking him because he can’t have these kinds of thoughts about Yoongi.  

He hopes he can have a bit of time with the man before Jimin has to board and go home-

His eyes move to look for him and he catches Yoongi’s eyes, Jimin smiles at him and the blush on Yoongi’s cheeks is a clear hint he got caught staring. 

Soon professionalism takes Yoongi again and in no time he’s focused on his two drivers. Jeongguk is done warming up and the race is about to start, Jimin feels the air change around him- it gets exciting, thrilling but also tense. He feels the same way, just like Taehyung probably beside him. 

Both the cars leave the box one by one to go take their positions on the grid and those five seconds where the lights turn red seem infinite to everyone. 

But then the lights disappear and the race starts, Jimin feels his breath catch in his throat when he sees two cars hitting each other at the first turn but thankfully Jeongguk, having pole, is safe from it all. He knows Jeongguk now has to focus on keeping his position and not to get hit. 

Controlling the car must not be an easy task, especially while driving at 300 kilometers per second but Jeongguk is doing it wonderfully. Every time one of his opponents tries to overtake him, Jimin feels Taehyung almost choking on air, fearing something could go wrong but Jeongguk is a master and he doesn’t let anything happen. He keeps his position while still driving. 

Yoongi talks to him through the radio and Jimin would love to hear what they are saying, mostly to hear how Jeongguk is doing now but he knows that he’ll probably won’t understand anything of what they say to each other. 

“Why does Yoongi not let him pit? He already pitted Chan, who’s now third, why doesn't he call Jeongguk in too?” 

Jimin turns to look at Taehyung, a frown on his face. 

“Everyone has done a pit stop already, his tires don't have good grip anymore. Why doesn’t he let him pit and change to some new ones?” Taehyung explains a bit better and Jimin nods, he understands now but he trusts Yoongi and his decisions. He’s definitely more qualified than both Jimin and Taehyung and he must know what he’s doing. 

“I bet he knows what he’s up to.” Jimin says and it surprises him because he doesn’t even know Yoongi that well but here he is, defending him about something Jimin doesn’t even understand to its fullest. He should be afraid of it, but he pushes the fear aside. He shakes his head, he can’t have those thoughts now. But as he tries to focus again he notices that Jeongguk has now been called into the pit and everytime he sees one happening Jimin is always mesmerized- Namjoon, Hoseok and the rest of the mechanics are so fast. The screen signals that the time for changing Jeongguk’s tire was about two seconds and it’s mind-blowing to Jimin. 

There’s another thing he likes about everyone working on the cars and it’s how all the mechanics and engineers sit and watch the race from the screen and cheer on their pilots. It’s nice and it shows unity. 

“I think Yoongi-hyung waited so that Gguk could widen the gap with who he has behind, so entering the pit he wouldn’t lose his positions and with the tire he has now he can push the car some more to widen it to maximum.” Taehyung says to Jimin and he’s speechless because Yoongi always comes up with the greatest strategy for Jeongguk and Jimin likes to hear it all. 

When the race is over everyone in the paddock screams out of joy because Jeongguk arrived first and Chan third. It’s an amazing result for the team, but Jimin should ask Taehyung to explain to him how “the points” he talks about work. He doesn’t because there’s no time and everyone gets swapped away to go see Jeongguk and Chan get their trophy. It’s so nice and Jimin can’t help but smile, and he thinks he’d love to be able to celebrate with Yoongi after it. 

It feels so nice hearing everyone being happy but mostly it’s nice to see Jeongguk safe and sound ushering out of the car, winking at Taehyung and hurrying to get on the podium to open to take his first-place trophy. Jimin is thriving and he’d like to get where everyone is, he’d like to see how big Yoongi’s smile is but he can’t. He knows he shouldn’t leave the box and Taehyung is by his side. They’ll wait for Jeongguk to get to them and then they’ll go celebrate. Yoongi already told him he had to stay behind and deal with the interview and with closing the box for when tomorrow they’ll have to start packing.

So when Jimin gets back into his hotel he’s alone, Yoongi is not in his room making him feel good. Jimin didn’t feel like bringing anyone home while celebrating out with Taehyung and Jeongguk because it didn't feel right with him. But even when he finally gets back home and goes out partying like he usually does there’s no one that catches his attention like Yoongi. No one’s touch makes him feel like Yoongi did whenever they were together. 

It doesn’t happen often, usually Jimin can always manage to find someone to go home with but not tonight, but he strangely doesn’t mind. But he doesn’t feel alone, he doesn’t feel the need to distract himself with another person’s body. 

So he showers quickly, tends to his skin, and then jumps into bed. But sleep doesn’t take him as he was hoping for, so he browses social media, going through Twitter and Instagram reading what his fans think of him and his latest work. They are all very supportive and Jimin couldn’t ask for anything else, but as he scrolls through his timeline a video pops up. 

Jimin would love to say that he didn’t stop scrolling but he was weak and the temptation was too strong, so he stops and looks at a video of a press conference with Yoongi in it and Jimin thinks some other Team Principal likes him. 

“ People are speculating that your team’s car doesn’t follow this year's rules, do you have something to say about it?” A journalist asked him and Jimin could see how serious Yoongi had become. He takes the microphone in hand.

“ Both our cars respect the parameters given by the FIA, if there are doubts about it I’ll personally call them to test the car and check its component again.” Jimin quickly googles what the FIA is and he discovers that it is an organization that makes sure who participates in F1 follows all the rules given.

“Could we say this is just a low move from the other teams who don’t like seeing their place being taken away?” 

Jimin waits for Yoongi to answer, he personally knows journalists can be a pain in the ass with tricky questions. They love and thrive to create chaos and drama. 

“ No one likes losing, that’s for sure, but honestly if I was walking the other teams’ shoes I’d raise hell against the rookie team who’s winning as well-” Jimin sees Yoongi and other team principals chuckling at his answer, Yoongi looked professional while also putting a bit of humor in his answer and that serves to make anyone angry. 

But just like that Jimin loses himself on YouTube to look for Yoongi’s videos and interviews. He didn’t think he’d be so lucky in finding those but instead, it was filled with it, with funny moments from press conferences and silly games he was forced to play with his drivers- like he has to take turns and drive a car on one of the F1’s circuit, Jeongguk is on the passenger seat holding two cups of milk and he must not spill it. He pretends it doesn’t turn him on seeing Yoongi driving a car, especially one that can go that fast. 

It obviously ends in tragedy and Jimin can’t help but notice how Yoongi looks endeared by it all instead of annoyed since Jeongguk spilled most of the milk on him. Jimin also finds some funny Jeongguk interview moments and he immediately clicks on those too, hoping to see Yoongi in it as well. 

Jimin finds himself short of breath for how much he’s laughing watching those videos- especially a moment of a press conference where Yoongi is both with Chan and Jeongguk. 

“How do you manage the up and lows of wins and losses?” an interviewer asked Jeongguk and he pretended to think about the answer for a moment. 

“ Simple answer, both alcohol.” and it had both Yoongi and Chan chuckling up. Yoongi shook his head a bit but the mood was uplifting and also the journalist laughed at that. 

“ What does your team principal think about it?” 

Yoongi took the mic in his hand, “ I’m the one buying, honestly.” and it had everyone laughing again. 

Jimin also finds this other interview and it makes him realize how much he missed about Jeongguk's world. He's a guest on a talk show and even if he’s clearly shy about it at first, then he loosens up and starts talking like Jimin knows he can be- funny, cocky and quirky. 

“ How does it feel like to be in F1? Does competitiveness take over the magic of it? ” the host asks and Jeongguk’s eyes lit up. 

“ It’s an amazing feeling, it’s just like- I got the possibilities to do my dream job and whenever I’m driving I have to remind myself of that because, as you said, it can be a world so competitive that you forget what the right perspective is. I try very hard to stand in the middle ground of competitiveness and enjoyment and, I mean I get to travel the world and drive cars in circles- pretty awesome isn’t it?” 

This makes the audience and Jimin crack up, Jeongguk is charismatic and he always has been. Jimin knew it was hard for him at first but the moment he got used to the interview and how to get away with tricky questions, his personality came out. Jimin is happy the world gets to see who Jeongguk is. 

The interview continues playing. 

“ In Formula 1 you drive the fastest cars in the world, I heard that for that it is possible to drive them upside down, is it true?” 

Jimin doesn’t understand where the host is going with this answer but he wants to see how Jeongguk handles it. 

“ Oh yeah, it’s actually called ‘downforce’ like, the cars are aerodynamically sound and what they produce is sort of a vacuum for the track. So I guess, that at a certain speed we could drive them upside down in a tunnel and the vacuum effect would keep us glued to the track.” 

“You should try it!” 

“Let’s let Vin Diesel try it first.” Jeongguk jokes and Jimin laughs out loud. But then he hears Yoongi’s name being said and it makes his attention peek again. 

“ You know, Jeongguk, rumor has it that you’re the favorite inside your team. That your team principal, Min Yoongi, doesn’t play fair between you and Christopher. What do you think about it?”

Jimin’s smile goes away because he knows that’s not true. 

“ I believe that whoever spread those rumors doesn’t really understand how our world works. Having a favorite wouldn’t bring anything better to the team since both I and Chan work the same to bring the team points. Our team principal makes sure that’ll happen, then it’s up to us drivers to give our best and if I win more than Chan does, that’s on me being good and Chan a little less- love you, dude- but nothing to do with Min Yoongi.” Jeongguk answered and it amazed Jimin how he could handle it so well, because the last part was almost said as a joke to ease the tension and Jeongguk playing the cocky part was genius. 

Jimin then closes YouTube to try and get some sleep because his week won’t be easy and tomorrow he has to wake up early for a shoot at dusk. He knows that soon he'll be in Paris, for Fashion Week- he’s being invited to attend many shows and he can’t wait to be surrounded by new dresses and see fashion shows. Taehyung will be there with him and he just can’t wait to spend some time with him. 

They have been both very busy but even if they will be working, at least they’ll be together. 

And when Jimin gets to sit down and watch Taehyung’s run away for Versace, Jimin thinks they really came a long way. Taehyung was the one who brought him into this mess of a world and Jimin didn’t believe it could work. He didn’t have anything before this, he liked to take photos and not be the one on the other side of a camera. But he didn’t have a dream, he didn’t have anything to lose so when Taehyung proposed it, he agreed to it and gave it a try. Now here he is, front row at a Versace show taking videos of his favorite model, that’s also his best friend. 

In the afternoon Jimin will be walking for Valentino and the next day for Alexander McQueen, he’s busy but he knows how to enjoy himself as well. He’s been invited to many after parties and he knows he should go but he also knows that his name is already so big that it will resonate more if he’s not there. So he decides to go visit the city at night with Taehyung, and besides, they can’t be late because he’ll have to wake up early to get his makeup done and familiarize with the walk. 

It comes naturally to him to sit in the leather chair and let the makeup artist do their magic work. And he likes feeling the nice sensation of the dresses he’ll have to wear. 

Both the walks pass by in a heartbeat, everything is frantic and hectic. He needs to focus and not fall, remember where he stands in line and hurries up to change multiple times because he’s always the main walking model. He loves it, it’s different from his usual shooting and it adds a bit of adrenaline to it all. If a photo doesn’t come out well he can do another shot, if he messes up a walk that’s it. It’s for everyone to see. He has only one chance but Jimin masters it. 

He doesn’t let the loud music distract him, he doesn’t let the lights blind him. He doesn’t think about the hundreds of eyes looking at him but his mind provides him with the only pair who are not there, and he can’t stop thinking about him. He wants to bang his head against a wall whenever Yoongi gets into his mind because Jimin has never been one to seek other people, he has never been one to have a crush.

So he doesn’t understand what’s so strange about Yoongi, which leads him to him every time they are in the same room and it happens more than he’d like. He just knows he wants to talk to him, make him laugh and having Yoongi make him laugh as well. It’s easy, the time they were together, at the party and during the dinner Jimin felt good and he wanted for everyone else to disappear so that he could just talk with him. It’s hard admitting it to himself, to think that he’d love for Yoongi to be there, promising to take Jimin home after his runaway.  

Jimin doesn’t know if he can give him that, he thinks he can try- he shakes his head, he can’t believe he’s thinking about it in the middle of a run-away, when he doesn’t even know if Yoongi likes him back. Because it’s useless lying to himself, Jimin has always known what he wanted and right now Yoongi is that. He wants him, maybe more than just physically. 

“You did amazing!!” Taehyung shouts at him when he’s finally out of the craziness that comes with the backstage of a fashion show. His best friend hugs him and Jimin smiles, he’s thankful to share it with Taehyung because he knows he’d be eaten alive by the fashion world if he was alone in it. 

He loves what he does but sometimes Jimin would love to just take it a bit easier, yes he has everything he can wish for but he’d love to eat a pizza whenever he feels like without thinking about what’s the best workout to burn it all the next day. Or he’d love to feel self-confident enough to just go out without make-up, but he’s not and he can’t have paparazzi take those kinds of pictures of him. 

He’d love to just be able to go out with his friends without having to see ugly headlines the next day as in “ Park Jimin, out again celebrating with a new boy.” “Supermodel Park Jimin is shameless, taking another guy home.” and such, he knows it’s a bunch of bullshit and he should have guessed that being openly gay would bring some more attention to him but it just get heavy sometimes. He learnt to let it slide, but he knows it’s more that he got used to than something else. 

Those rumors are the reason why he’s so careful now whenever he does something, and he tries to let the cameras see only when he’s with Taehyung. They’re known to be best friends and he knows tabloids will let him be. 

Jimin thinks all of this as he waits for Taehyung to show up in his hotel room, when he heards a knock on the door he opens expecting Taehyung but when he opens he finds a man he doesn’t know. “Are you Park Jimin?” 

“Yes, it’s me.” 

“Flower delivery for you.” 

The man gives him the flower and then quickly disappears, Jimin doesn’t even manage to ask who sends them. He looks at them and notices that they are beautiful, white flowers but also darks one. It’s a beautiful bouquet and Jimin notices that there’s a card on the side. 

I hope this is not too much, 

I think about you often

You were beautiful 

You did amazing on the runaways

-Min Yoongi

Jimin smiles, smelling the flowers and hugging them to his chest. He feels like a fool, his heart fluttering even if he tries to control it. He shouldn’t be feeling about Yoongi but he just can’t help it. He thinks about him often too, but he’s too afraid to admit it out loud. 

He positions the flower on his nightstand, taking a mental note to text Yoongi about it. But Taehyung coming to his room distracts him from the thought. “Do I wanna know why you have that silly smile on your face?” He asks and Jimin wants to slap himself for being so obvious. 

He shakes his head, he doesn’t think he’s ready to talk about it because he’s the first one who has a mess inside his own head. He doesn’t know what he wants and he doesn’t know where Yoongi stands in that too. So he just tries to enjoy the night, chatting with Taehyung about the runaways and future projects. 

“What are you going to do now?” Jimin asks Taehyung while they sip on a glass of wine, they’re sitting on Jimin’s hotel room balcony, the Tour Eiffel shining with all the lights on. 

“I’m thinking about going to Monaco.”

Jimin hums, he knows that the next F1 race will be held in Monaco and he also knows that it’s not an easy track. It’s narrow and the cars run through small city roads. “Do you?” 

“Yeah, Monaco’s nice and I always wanted to stay some days there with Jeongguk.” he confesses and Jimin smiles, he twirls the liquid inside his glass. 

“Can I come, too?” he asks then and he definitely regrets it because Taehyung is looking at him with his shit-eating grin and Jimin knows he made a huge mistake by asking it. “Don’t look at me like that.” 

“I’m not looking at you like anything.” he smirks and he lets Jimin boil in his own water. “I’m just wondering, do you want to come to spend time with me and Gguk or because of a certain Team Principal, who you have a crush on?” 

Jimin gulps down his wine, refilling his glass. “Leave me alone.” he says and it makes Taehyung flush him with his wide, boxy smile, his laugh contagious. Jimin can’t hold the fake pout he was showing if Taehyung smiled like this. “Can’t I want to come for both?”

“Oh your honor, the suspect doesn’t deny his crush. Interesting.” Taehyung jokes about it and Jimin slaps his arms, “Do you wanna talk about it?” 

Jimin shakes his head, “Not really, this is kind of unexplored land for me and I- I just don’t know. I just like being around him and I definitely like sleeping with him.” 

Taehyung nods, and he gets up to lean on the railings. He looks so effortlessly beautiful with the Tour Eiffel behind him. He quickly snaps a photo to send to Jeongguk. “I think it can be good for you. You never allow yourself to live things. And you say you’re not built for romance but I know you are.” Taehyung speaks and Jimin sometimes would love it if his best friend could read him like an open book a little bit less. He can’t hide anything from him. “And I think you can be good for Yoongi-hyung as well, but don’t let it get to your head. I never had the chance to talk about you to him-” 

“That’s good, I don’t want you to-”

“Yet.” 

Jimin grunts because he should have seen it coming. Of course, Taehyung was gonna snoop around and test waters. “I can’t stop you, but please be discrete.” 

Taehyung puffs out some air, waving his hand around. “No need to tell me that, I know how to be discrete.” 

They both look at each other, bursting out laughing after a second of pretended seriousness. 

Yoongi hates Monaco. Not because he doesn’t like the city, he loves it, actually, and he’d love to be able to walk out of the paddock and go visit it. What he hates about Monaco is how the city, during race week, gets filled with media, journalists, superstars and with business. He knows Monaco is one of the most awaited races but to Yoongi i’s not because he doesn’t like having to go to dinner and after parties and brunches where he has to put on a fake smile and pretend he’s interested in what businessmen tell him. How they’d love to take over K-One or become sponsors for it. 

Seokjin explicitly told him to play it cool, he’ll be the one to deal with the actual business and eventual offers of course, but Yoongi has to put a face on it and he hates it. He doesn’t even enjoy many press conferences because journalists always try to make him fall, asking the ugliest and trickiest question ever. He got instructed on how to answer, and he made sure Jeongguk and Chan would be as well. They couldn’t let the wrong answer leave their mouths. 

“ So, you’re bringing the team great results, are you excited to think you could be World Champion at the end of the year?” 

Yoongi sits beside Jeongguk, he’s in between him and Chan. He knows the ugly and impolite questions are about to come. “Of course I’m excited but I try not to think about it, I race for the team first and then for myself. I’m way more excited about our Team being first place.” 

“ Thank you for the answer, now Christopher, what does it feel like to be teammates with the possible Champion?” Yoongi would love to roll his eyes but he has cameras on him, he can’t do that. 

“It’s an honor and a challenge, it makes me want to push even more and give the team and myself the best performance I can.” Chan answers quickly, escaping the trap the journalist set for him. 

“ Would you like to beat Jeongguk?” 

“Of course, as a Formula 1 racer, your job is to try and overtake not only your teammates but also the other races as well. So yeah, I’d love to beat Jeongguk of course.” 

“ And Jeongguk what do you think about what Chan just said?” 

Yoongi wants to run away immediately. “I think it’s fair, he can only try but fair-” it makes everyone in the room laugh, Jeongguk has always been good in setting the mood, “Everyone in F1 wants to beat everyone, it’s natural so I’m not surprised Chan wants to win. Everyone wants to, so yeah-” 

“ Min Yoongi, what do you say about this rivalry between your two racers? Does it make your job harder?” 

“ Rivalry is part of this sport, if there wasn’t then the motivation to race wouldn't be here as well. I don’t think too much about it, it’s good that they want to prove themselves and challenge themselves, as long as it brings points to the team.” he says and it makes the journalist chuckle. 

Thankfully the time for question ends soon and Yoongi can escape for a while, he’ll have another one tomorrow with the Team Principals of the second and third-ranking team- it’ll be interesting. 

They walk out of the press room and walk towards their section of the paddock. “You both did good, you can enjoy your free time as you want.” Yoongi says to them, as they enter the break room where there's coffee and snacks for everyone who works for K-One. 

“I hate when they ask those questions What are we supposed to say? ‘Oh yeah, we love losing over each other’” Chan says and Yoongi nods. 

“Except that I don’t lose against you.” Jeongguk jokes and Chan just slaps his head, lightly and without any real force. It makes Yoongi laugh but then a voice he wasn’t expecting to hear any time soon makes his heart stops. 

“If I were you I’d beat his cocky ass for real.” Jimin says and Yoongi can’t believe his eyes, the man he has been thinking about non-stop is here, in front of him, in their break room and Yoongi didn’t know anything about it. 

“Mimi!! Tae!!” Jeongguk yells beside him and he runs to hug his friend and boyfriend, “I didn’t know you were coming!” 

“Surprise!” Taehyung says, and as the words leave his mouth Yoongi looks again over Jimin, only to find the man already looking back. It's almost like he’s happy that the surprise effect worked on him as well. Jimin is so hard to read though, except when he blatantly says what he wants like Yoongi’s tongue inside of him, or to ride him- he shouldn’t think about it. Not here.  

“It’s nice to see you again, Jimin.” Yoongi dares to speak his mind, Jeongguk and Taehyung are busy with each other, Chan has gone taking something to eat, so he can try approaching the young man. He’s beautiful in his white shirt and light ripped blue jeans, he’s slightly taller than Yoongi because of his heeled Chelsea boots. Yoongi would love to kiss him, his pink and full lips but it would be out of line. It’s okay as long as they’re having sex, or just the two of them but outside in the open it feels a lot like more , a more they didn’t agree to have between them. 

He has to shake his head though because he can’t have those kinds of thoughts when he knows Jimin is not interested in a relationship. But he’d love to know him better-

“Same hyung-” he starts and then he turns a bit to look at Taehyung and Jeongguk still living in their own bubble, “Hyung, what do you say if you show me around a bit?” Jimin asks and Yoongi understands his need to run away from the couple. 

He nods, “Let me offer you something to drink first.” he says and he guides Jimin toward the table, his hand on the end of Jimin’s back. Yoongi can feel his heart beating a bit louder at the proximity but he needs to calm down, Jimin just wants to see what’s around their paddock. 

Yoongi makes themselves an iced coffee, decaffeinated for him and with milk for Jimin and then they start walking outside. “How come you decided to come here?” Yoongi asks, curious. Jimin walks dangerously close to him, their arms brushing. 

“I think I like it here better than being home alone waiting for my agent to call me and say I have a shoot.” 

“Well, said from someone who doesn’t like the Formula 1 world it means a lot.” 

Jimin laughs at his joke, he lightly pushes Yoongi’s shoulder, “I just don’t understand most of it, but it comes to my attention that it can be very pretty actually.” 

Yoongi turns around and sees that Jimin is looking at him, he tries to hide his blush because he knows Jimin wasn’t referring to him but damn , those eyes are so deep and they were looking at Yoongi so intensely. He can’t believe he’s still here, he actually thought he has sabotaged everything by sending Jimin’s flowers because he never got a text from him- not that he was expecting one but maybe just a little something. 

“What part don’t you understand? I can explain as we go to the box for a minute, I need to check on something.” 

Jimin stops walking then, “Am I bothering you? I can go back and let you do-” 

“It’s okay, I like your company.” Yoongi says honestly, because it’s useless to lie when he knows he has a crush developing on the man. He has thought about him many times since the last race but he tried not to, Yoongi is not even proud to admit that he joined Jeongguk to watch bits of the fashion show Taehyung and Jimin took part in. He even looked for photos and he hates how beautiful Jimin was in them. “Then it’s okay, so- what I don’t understand is the point system.” 

Yoongi chuckles, that’s something most people don’t understand usually. “Basically points are what allow a team and also a racer to win the title of World Champion, after every race the first ten racers that cross the finish line get assigned points based on their ranking.” 

“Okay, I’m following. So if Jeongguk crosses it first, how many points will he get?” 

“He’ll get 25 points, the second one 18 and the third one 15.” Yoongi explains and he likes the look in Jimin’s eyes, the younger is thinking and he’s listening attentively to him. They keep on walking and it’s very hot, Yoongi unzips the jacket he was wearing and wraps it around his middle. He’s only wearing a flimsy white shirt, with a K-One logo on it.

He feels Jimin’s eyes on him, checking him up and down. He pretends the attention doesn’t make his stomach flip. Then Jimin must be noticing that he’s staring and he asks a question, “The fourth one how many will he get?” 

“From the fourth down is 12, 10, 8, 6, 4, 2, and 1 point. Whoever comes after the tenth pilot doesn’t get any point at all and it’s never good because points are also what pushes sponsors to join.” 

“How’s that?” 

Yoongi chuckles at Jimin’s curiosity, it’s endearing. He is really making an effort to understand the world his best friend works in. “If a team makes points it means it’s doing well, and sponsors are more inclined to spend their money on a winning team rather than on a lost cause-” 

“Yeah but then how can the lower teams get a chance at winning?” 

Yoongi turns around, he opens a door that will lead them to where the cars are. They walked down the paddock, passing by other team’s bases and Yoongi didn’t even notice because he was too caught up in the man walking beside him. He saw many cameras, also Netflix’s and he knows he’ll have to get interviewed by them for a docu-series they’re creating on Formula 1. “It’s hard, once you hit the bottom it’s very difficult being able to find sponsors willing to take the risk, but sometimes it happens because even if you’re last, you’re still one of the ten teams in Formula 1.” 

Jimin nods and then the noise hits both their ears, they are where the magic happens. Right now the mechanics are rehearsing changing the tires. “How can they be so fast?” Jimin wonders, and it’s like he’s talking to himself but Yoongi answers anyway. 

“Years of practice, and a lot of coordination. Hoseok and Namjoon are the best at it, they never once got past 3 seconds.” 

“I’d love to try, I bet it is so fun to do.” 

Yoongi turns around and shakes his head, “I see now why you’re friends with Taehyung- he’s been bugging me to let him do it since forever now.” 

That makes Jimin laugh out loud, he has to lean on Yoongi shoulder to not lose balance. His hand closes around Yoongi’s arms and the touch feels insanely good. Yoongi misses it when it’s gone- he shakes his head. Yoongi is thankful he was able to hear Jimin’s laugh over the loud tools the mechanics are using. “I bet he gives you hell for it.” 

Yoongi nods, “I didn't tell him but I’ll make him try once the season ends, it’ll be his Christmas present.” he confesses and he hopes Jimin will keep the secret. He then focuses for a moment on something on a computer, it doesn’t take long and he can feel Jimin’s eyes on him. He plays it cool but he would just love to melt in a puddle because those eyes make him feel things he shouldn’t feel. Not when he’s working, he has to focus. 

But thankfully he’s done quickly and after waving at his mechanics, they get back slowly back to their base. As they walk he sees people working there looking their way and he knows they’re all looking at Jimin, recognizing him. “Aren’t you afraid people could talk about you being here? Yoongi asks and Jimin sighs beside him. 

“I’m kind of used to people talking about whatever I do, but since I’m here with Taehyung they’ll know it’s because I’m just being a supportive friend.“ he explains and it makes Yoongi frown, he doesn’t like the tone Jimin’s voice got. It was stressed and almost resigned. “But they don’t know that I’ve got something different on my mind-“ he leaves Yoongi like that without finishing his sentence and he doesn’t know to think about it, he can’t even ask because Jimin keeps talking. “-So Taehyung told me we’re going to attend a party tonight, will you be there?” Jimin asks him and Yoongi sighs. 

“Yeah, I will be working though.” he confesses and Jimin huffs beside him. 

“You work too much, hyung.” 

Yoongi smiles heavy-heartedly, “Trust me, I would pretty much love to avoid this party- it’s just business and annoying rich assholes that want to buy the team when it’s clearly not on sale.” 

“Well, then I’ll try to make it interesting for you.” Jimin says as they approach the entrance of K-One base, Jimin is about to enter when Yoongi takes his wrist. He has to know one thing before letting Jimin go. 

“Did you receive my flowers?” Jimin walks closer to him, their noses dangerously close. Jimin nods and Yoongi feels like a weight is being lifted from his shoulders.

Jimin moves, his lips touching Yoongi’s cheeks. He whispers to his ears before disappearing with Taehyung and Jeongguk “I loved them, thank you.” 

Yoongi knows he shouldn’t let it get to his head, anything that Jimin said. He knows it’s just about sex but sometimes it feels like it can be something more than that. He doesn’t know, he just knows that right now he’ll live in anticipation of what Jimin prepared for him. He can’t wait to find out. 

“I’m gonna kill Seokjin once I see him.” Yoongi whispers to Jeongguk beside him, it makes the younger chuckles. “He could have at least warned me it was going to be this busy here.” he says and Jeongguk pats his shoulder. 

“You need to loosen up, hyung- me and Chan will do the talking for now.” he reassures him and Yoongi shakes his head. 

“Absolutely not, I can handle it and plus, I’d never allow them to talk to you, they’d try to steal you from the team.” 

Chan sips on his flute of champagne, “We’ll never give up on you, Yoongi-hyung.” 

It makes his heart ease, he knows his team is a loyal one. But he also knows that sometimes money is the greatest motif and hardly anyone can oppose to it. “And also I know you are going to disappear the moment Taehyung gets here.” 

Jeongguk at least shrugs his shoulder, a guilty look on his face. But Yoongi can’t really hold it against him, he knows it’s actually his job to engage with people and make sure the team has as many resources as possible, but he’d love so much to be somewhere else entirely, with someone else . Not there wearing tight jeans and a white shirt and a black jacket on top, alone.

Honestly, he would love to be wearing that but maybe going around the city with a pretty and interesting model instead of being surrounded by boring and obnoxious men. Yoongi knows he can’t think about Jimin now but he wonders how he’ll do in this situation. He’ll probably be amazing, he’s social and talkative- the opposite of what Yoongi is, but he tries his best and once the first businessman approaches him he puts every thought aside but the one related to work. 

Yoongi hardly notices what goes around the boat the party is held on. Because yes, most of the important things in Monaco are held on yachts anchored to the port. It’s fancy and it screams wealth from afar. He hates it but he has to play along. “So I’d love to talk with Kim Seokjin, I’d love to talk to him about my sponsorship offer. Could you make me in contact with him?”

“Absolutely, he’ll be thrilled to hear from you.” Yoongi says, exchanging contacts with the man in front of him. He’s from a company Seokjin had been eyeing for a while, he wanted to ask to be sponsored but when it’s the other way around he manages to always get the most out of it. 

He gets a moment of break then, and he goes to the railing trying to breathe in some air even if they're out in the open. “What’s with the pained face, hyung?” Jimin asks him, slipping by his side all of a sudden. 

Yoongi smiles when he hears him, he’s terrified of his reaction near him. When he turns around his breath gets stuck in his throat because Jimin is beautiful. He’s wearing a black blouse, some part made of lace that allows Yoongi to see a part of his arms, and all of his back. And there’s a silky black piece of cloth around his throat. 

Yoongi gulps. 

“Oh that’s better, was I all you needed to smile again?” 

God, he’s so fucking brave and straightforward. Jimin is a vision in front of him. “You’re beautiful, Jimin- oh see, I can make you smile as well.” 

Jimin slaps his arms, and he hides his face for a moment. He’s acting shy in front of Yoongi and he thinks it’s endearing. He only once saw him getting shy and the fact that Yoongi with just a single compliment managed to do it again makes his chest fill with pride. “How’s business going?” 

“Good, I think I secured something really good for the team. But don’t tell anyone, I’m bored out of my fucking mind.” it makes Jimin chuckle and Yoongi can feel him moving closer to him, Jimin puts both his hands on Yoongi shoulder and rests his chin on them so that his mouth is at perfect height to whisper in his ears. 

“Well, If you trust me, I could make it fun.” 

Yoongi feels his knees give out of him. He puts one on the railing behind him, the other one he dares to put it around Jimin’s middle. The man melts against him and it’s so easy for Yoongi to give in.“Entertain me, then.” 

Yoongi laughs out loud when they get off the boat and Jimin shows him what he was thinking of doing. He rented two bicycles to run around Monaco and Yoongi never thought he’d find cycling so fun. They do it for like an hour or so, coming to the starting point only to give back the bicycles. Yoongi thanks the hot and humid air so he didn’t feel cold. 

“Do you need to get back?” Jimin asks him because it was starting to get late and the next day would be qualifying day but for the first time in a while he doesn’t feel anxious about going back. With Jimin it rarely happens, Yoongi knows he’s diligent and he knows everything is already set, so he looks up at Jimin, shaking his head. “I don’t want to yet-” he confesses and Jimin walks closer to him. 

“Neither do I, what do you say about a walk?” 

Yoongi nods and so they slowly start walking down the dock, they come back to where the yacht was. The party is still going on but Yoongi doesn’t have any mind of going back there, not when Jimin is so adamant in spending time with him. He can’t believe this is happening and he hates himself for wanting to wrap his hand around Jimin’s. Walking alongside their pinkies touches lightly and Yoongi feels his hand itch with the need of acting on it. 

“It’s beautiful here.” Jimin whispers as if talking a bit loudly could break the veil of the night. The stars are visible up in the sky but Jimin has his eyes set on the water, they can feel the roar of the waves and the more they walk the less boats are there, the less noise. 

It’s just the two of them and the sound of the sea. Jimin sits on a bench and Yoongi mirrors his action. “Are you having fun, hyung?” 

Yoongi turns around to look at Jimin and he’s once again mesmerized by the younger’s beauty. His eyes are so tender and soft now, the corner of his lips up in a sweet smile. “A lot, thank you. I think it’s the first time in a while that I don’t feel the weight of tomorrow.” 

Jimin beams at that and he slides closer to Yoongi, he desperately wants to reach out and touch him. Yoongi wants to caress his face and bring their lips together but damn- he knows it’s not a good idea. Jimin though seems to perfectly understand Yoongi’s turmoil and does exactly what the man wished he could do. He starts playing absentmindedly with Yoongi’s finger, “You know, hyung, I wanna be honest with you- I think it’s the first time I’m not thinking about ending the night with sex.” 

Yoongi knows he shouldn’t but he laughs, “I don’t know if I should be flattered or offended.” Jimin blushes and Yoongi recollects himself. “I’m sorry.” 

“It’s okay, I know it didn’t come out well. It’s just that I like whatever this is- and I don’t know what you think about it but I think it’s good.” Jimin is looking at him with so much vulnerability in his eyes that Yoongi feels his stomach close up. He’s so strong and brave. 

“I like this too- even if we both don’t know what this is.” 

Jimin smiles and he nods, “I’d like to find out.” he’s looking right into Yoongi’s eyes and he can’t believe this is happening. He cups Jimin’s cheeks, bringing their lips together. It’s a slow slide of their lips but it feels amazing, it’s soft and tender and Yoongi could do it all night long. “Maybe I lied, I kind of want the night to end with sex, though.” 

Yoongi laughs out loud. His shoulder shaking and his gum showing. Jimin puts his legs over Yoongi’s lap not caring that they are out in the open, they’re not doing anything wrong. For once he doesn’t even worry about the media seeing him, they can say whatever they want about them. Jimin leans his head over Yoongi’s shoulder. “We can do everything you want, Minie.” 

“Let’s just be here for a while, it’s so nice.” 

Jimin feels Yoongi leave a kiss on the top of his head, he sighs and melts against him some more. 

When Yoongi opens his eyes he takes a minute to understand where he is, he knows that’s not his hotel room. A rustling sound makes his head turn and then he sees him, he sees Jimin sleeping on his stomach, cheeks plumb and lips jutted out. Yoongi can’t believe that last night happened, he was not his usual self and he has to admit that he liked it. Sex felt different, it felt incredibly good but different. Yoongi doesn’t want to dig too much into it but the fact that he stayed the night already speaks volumes. 

“Hyung, you can stay.” Jimin whispered, playing with his finger over his chest. Yoongi breathed in and his eyes fluttered close. He liked how those words sounded and he liked that it was Jimin telling him that. He had wanted many times before to stay with him, just cuddling in bed but he was too much of a chicken to admit it to himself. 

“Okay, I’ll stay.” 

And just like that they spent the night in the same bed, cuddling. Yoongi takes his phone for a moment and sees that he has some time before he has to get up and get ready to go to the race track. Today is qualifications day and he needs to focus but he knows that for now he can allow Jimin to be the only thing he can focus on. 

He turns around in bed, sheets caressing his body but not as tenderly as Jimin’s hand felt yesterday night on his skin. Jimin moves closer in his sleep but it’s clear that he’s waking up as well, Yoongi pulls him closer and Jimin hides his face in the crook of Yoongi’s neck. “Morning.” Yoongi whispers when he feels Jimin’s lips gracing and nipping the skin of his neck. 

It reminds him of the night they had, where Jimin decided that everyone should know Yoongi slept with him because he had a great time marking him up, from his chest to his neck. Yoongi let him do everything he wants because he wasn’t thinking straight as he fucked into Jimin, nice and hard just like the man loved. Yoongi moves his hand from the end of Jimin’s back to the curve of his ass. He has no ill intention, he just wants to feel Jimin’s skin under the palm of his hand so he trails down and caresses his leg. 

Yoongi can feel Jimin is getting hard and he chuckles amused, he’s slowly grinding against him. “Why does sex with you feels this good?” Jimin asks, fake annoyance in his voice, “I’m always so horny, it’s your fault.”

“How can it be my fault?” Yoongi bends Jimin’s leg to make his access to his thigh easier. Jimin’s lips are parted and his eyes are unfocused, glazed over by the pleasure he must be feeling. Yoongi could come just for the sight of it, the idea of being able to bring Jimin this much pleasure it’s enough for him. He joins their lips, sliding them together slowly, tasting Jimin and every second of the kiss. 

Jimin moves his hips, a bit more erratically. “I don’t know, b-but you should make up for it.” 

And so Yoongi does, he takes lubes and a condom but before he can rip it open Jimin stops him. “I got tested before the Fashion Week, and I only slept with you. I’m clean.” 

“Do you want to do it without the condom?” Yoongi asks just to make sure and Jimin nods, bringing their lips together. 

“I’m clean too.” Yoongi says and Jimin smiles, taking the condom from his hand and throwing it on the floor. Yoongi lubes up his dick and three of his finger, he pushes them inside Jimin who moans out loud. 

“I’m still loose from yesterday, hurry up.” he whines but Yoongi shushes him with a kiss. 

He pushes them inside and makes sure that Jimin is truly still loose, he doesn’t want to hurt him in any way. “Shut up.” 

“Make me.” 

And again, Yoongi does. He pushes inside with one swift motion and after he bottoms out, he starts thrusting inside hard and fast. Jimin hides his face with his arms and with the other he scratches Yoongi’s back, already decorated with it from yesterday. Jimin is pretty vocal in bed and Yoongi loves it, he loves hearing every small sound he makes but mostly when Yoongi finds his prostate he sings into Yoongi’s ears. “Oh my- Yoongi, Yoongi please.” and fuck, whenever Jimin says his name like that it goes directly to his dick, twitching inside Jimin’s tight walls. 

It doesn’t take much time for them both to come, Yoongi pulling out and laying beside Jimin. “I know you have to go but can you not go, please?” Jimin asks and it makes Yoongi smile, he’d love to stay inside with him too. 

“What are you going to do today?” Yoongi asks and he turns a little to accommodate Jimin better in his arms. They are a mess of come and sweat but right now neither of them cares. Not when Jimin is so beautiful in the afterglow of his orgasm. 

Jimin hums, “I’ll probably go exploring with Tae, and I know he’ll drag me to see some cars he’s interested in.” 

“You don’t sound happy.” 

Jimin raises his hand from where he was resting it, his fierce eyes look into Yoongi’s, “I love him but I would much rather shoot my foot than go car-shopping.” he says and Yoongi just laughs out loud, Jimin is looking at him with angry eyes but soon they turn soft. 

“When you’ll find the right one you’ll understand him.” 

Jimin looks at him, mouth open. “He said the same thing- oh my god, this is an attack, you know what? Go take a shower and leave, I can’t believe you two.” 

Yoongi laughs some more, Jimin is not really pushing him away, since their legs are still tangled together. He cages him on the mattress, taking his lips with his. “Have dinner with me, come to my room and I’ll try to make up for the sacrifice you’re going to do today for being a good friend.” 

Jimin pretends to think about it and Yoongi finds it endearing because he already knows the younger is going to say yes. Their lips meet again, “Okay, now go- or you’ll be late.” Yoongi moves then and he hates that Jimin is right but he has to get ready. 

As he washes up and gets dressed for the day, he re-thinks about the moment he just had with Jimin and Yoongi finds himself smiling in the mirror. He’s happy and relaxed and he hadn’t been feeling this way for a long time. It’s nice having someone to talk with at this moment, having someone waiting for him. He didn’t realize how much he missed having this kind of normalcy, he sacrificed it for his job but Jimin kind of brought it back. 

So when he enters the box, Yoongi is smiling and Namjoon notices. “You better spill it before Hoseok comes here, you know he won’t let you live if he sees you with that lovesick smile on your face.” 

“It’s not a lovesick smile.” Yoongi gets defensive and Namjoon raises his hands. 

“Just spill it.” 

Yoongi shrugs, putting his headphones on. “Nothing to say-” 

“So the fact that you disappeared from the party with Jimin and I know you stayed together all night is nothing to say to you?” 

Yoongi feels his cheeks heat up, his neck as well. “I’ve got nothing to say.” 

Namjoon was about to retaliate but at that moment Hoseok enters the box, zipping up his suit. He gets closer to them and by the way his eyes widen when he sees Yoongi he knows what’s coming. “I’ve warned you.” 

“So Hyung, did you fall on your neck during the night?” 

“What- Oh.” Yoongi realizes that the marks Jimin left on his neck are very much visible and he didn’t even think about trying to cover them up. He was so caught up in his thoughts and trying to hurry to be on time that he didn’t think about it even when he looked at himself in the mirror. 

Fuck. 

Hoseok laughs out loud, Namjoon too, “Your face says everything we need to know.” Hoseok continues, making fun of him. 

Yoongi doesn’t say anything, he just threatens to fire them if they don’t go do their job but he knows his friends only mean well. Yoongi tries not to think about it honestly, he tries not to think about the beautiful boy he left at the hotel, alone, naked under the sheet of a very comfortable bed. 

He tries to focus on their day because it’s a big one and everything has to go according to plan. They can get another pole with Jeongguk if they play it cool and they need it- there’s still a lot of races ahead of them but the more they win the better of course, and getting a pole at Monaco could secure the first place on the podium again. 

Jeongguk and Chan are not about to come for another hour, and then they'll be stuck with interviews for a while. In the meantime Yoongi gets everything started to check on the cars and he welcomes Seokjin when he gets inside the box, bringing coffee for everyone. “How’s everything going?” 

Yoongi explains what they have done and what they expect the car to behave like on track. Seokjin hums happily as he sips on his own coffee. “The power unit is in perfect conditions and we decided to start the race with soft tire-” 

“Okay, that’s good- wait, is that a hickey on your neck?” 

If the ground could open up and eat him alive Yoongi would be grateful. He can’t believe his friend, but also the boss, is asking him about what’s on his neck when he’s telling him about the chances his own team has to win. “No, a bee stung me.” Yoongi says, looking Seokjin in his eyes. 

“Oh that’s terrible, must have been a huge bee, is it called Jimin by the way?” 

“I hate you all. I quit, good luck handling the team by yourself.” 

Yoongi hears Seokjin’s distinct laugh, “Oh come on- jokes aside, I’m happy you’re doing something, no wait, I’m happy you’re doing someone else instead of just diving into work.” 

He doesn’t know what to say, so Seokjin continues talking “You seem happier, you know?” 

“I feel happier? It’s nothing serious what we have but like- I like it? whatever it is.” he says nonchalantly trying to get the conversation to end because he’s the first one who still doesn’t understand what's going on. They have both agreed to just try, because what they have is nice and Yoongi doesn’t want to let it go. There’s no label on it and for now it’s what he needs. Yoongi doesn’t know if he can be what Jimin wants but for now he can try. 

He knows Jimin is what he wants, but he also feels like he’s not ready for a relationship yet. What they have going on now is perfect for him- “It’s good, I won’t ask more but just enjoy it, okay? Don’t ruin it by overthinking it.” 

Yoongi nods, he’s grateful for his friends even if they don’t let him have a bit of peace. 

After that the rest of the time goes by quickly since it’s finally time the racer starts getting in position. Chan and Jeongguk are already inside their car waiting for Yoongi’s signal to let them out of track. They already made it past the first two selections of the qualification and there’s only the last part left- the part that sets the first ten positions on the grid. 

Yoongi allows the car to go, “ Gguk we need a good time, so push.” 

“Got it.” Jeongguk starts warming up the tire, trying a lap before deciding to do the one that will count for qualifications. He has to be careful because Monaco’s circuit doesn’t have a large track, and it’s easy for the cars to crash into each other. 

“ I’ll start now hyung.” Jeongguk says and Yoongi clicks on the buttons that’ll take Jeongguk time, he starts speeding up, first turn, second and third perfect. He’s exceeding his time and getting faster and faster, he overtakes the care that is still on track. Chan is behind him, he’s doing his time as well and Yoongi frows because he doesn’t like how close he’s getting to- 

That’s a huge fucking crush and Yoongi wants to scream into his headset. He tries to stay calm even if the mechanics around him stand up and scream angry things. “ Jeongguk are you okay?” 

“ What the fuck is wrong with him?! Why would he do that?!” 

“ Tell me if you’re okay first, then we’ll think about it.” 

Yoongi needs to stay calm, he needs to stay calm because he can’t believe that Chan tried to overtake Jeongguk during qualification, on a turn when he could have overtaken him on a straight if he wanted to get a better time than him. Now Jeongguk’s front wing is gone because in his action Chan touched Jeongguk’s tire, and that means that the mechanics will have to work on the car and that Jeongguk will start last on the grid, twentieth place. 

“ I’m okay, I’m coming back.” 

Yoongi gets off his spot and waits for Jeongguk to come back, he sees on the screen that at least Chan did a good time, starting second on the grid. He hopes he won’t get a penalty for his action.

“I swear to god Hyung, I don’t understand what the fuck he was thinking.” Jeongguk says, removing his helmet. His hair sticks to his forehead and he pushes it back, “He overtakes on a fucking turn? during qualy? I just-” 

“Now I start last- fuck! this is not good for the team, I’m so sorry guys!” Jeongguk says out loud to everyone inside the box because he’s aware that they can’t afford to lose points if they want to win the title of Champions and he also knows that now the mechanics will have to stay in until the car is repaired and in perfect condition. 

“ Yoongi, Chan’s car is coming back inside the box.” Yoongi hears Felix say to him through their headphones and he thanks him. Jeongguk understood it too, he’s looking at the tv screen and he sees the car entering the pit lane. 

They park it and Chan hurries to get out of it, skipping to Jeongguk. “Jeon I’m sorry, I didn’t mean-”

“Chan I know you didn’t do it on purpose but not fucking now.” he says and anger is evident in his voice. Yoongi knows him and he knows he’s trying everything not to burst. 

“Go get checked, the doctor is waiting for you.” Yoongi says, pushing him away from the box where his damaged car and Chan are. 

He turns around and he sees that Chan is still there, “Come with me.” he says, his tone never been more serious. They enter the racer's private room and he hates what he’s about to do. He doesn’t like scolding his racers, Yoongi hates raising his voice but he has to do it because these things are not acceptable. 

“Hyung I know I fucked up, I’m so sorry.” 

“I need you to understand that you being sorry does nothing to the team, it doesn’t bring in points. Okay? I don’t need you to be sorry, Chan, I need you to stop trying to win over him but to start winning for the team. Okay?” 

“I just wanted a good time, and for once one better than his.” Chan says, his helmet under his arms. He has a guilty look on his face and that makes Yoongi understand that it was a reckless mistake, did it because racers have such a big ego. They want to win, they want to be better than anyone else and sometimes it doesn’t pay back. 

Yoongi is still furious and he’d like to scream ten thousand more. But he gets what Chan is saying, he gets but he can’t agree with it. He clenches his jaw, taking in deep breath. “I understand it, but as I said, winning for the team is the goal now. He’s out of point area now, and if the both of you don’t bring in points then we lose the title. Do you understand?” 

Chan nods. “It’s not only about who's the best driver, you know I support your rivalry on track, as long as you don’t send him off track and he does the same, but it’s also about the team. Now go-” 

Yoongi dismisses him quickly, he needs to be alone for a moment and recalls his demeanor. He needs to find the focus again and helps the mechanics repair the car. 

hyung what the fuck happened 

are you okay? is gguk okay too? 

A smile appears on his face when he sees the text on his phone, his anger dissipating a little. Yoongi is still hiding inside the private room because he needs it, for a moment he needs to be alone and gain as much strength as possible to both works and deal with crazy journalists who’ll speculate over Chan’s action. 

we’re okay, both angry 

i’ll explain you later

i might be late to dinner 

don’t you worry, baby 

tae is pissed

i bet he is 

i like when you call me that

i have to go now

have fun dealing with him

baby ;)

have fun dealing with gguk too 

It does calm him down a bit, he feels a little less stressed but when he gets back inside the box, where he sees Jeongguk’s car his heart drops. He can’t believe from a possible pole now Jeongguk has to start the race from the bottom of the grid. He has a powerful car, yes, but that doesn’t mean that he can climb up to first place.

In any other circuit he might have, but Monaco is not friendly, and overtaking other pilots is difficult because there’s not much room for it. Yoongi would love to be positive right now but the sour mood around the box doesn’t help. He moves to help the mechanics, guiding them and making sure the car will be in perfect conditions. 

When they see that Yoongi joins them the mood becomes a little bit lighter, he could have gone home but he decided to stay to help because he knows how to. Before becoming Team Principal he was a mechanic as well. He knows what they need to do and he knows how hard it is. 

“We can do it, there’s nothing much to fix.” Rosé, a mechanic, says and Yoongi nods. It’s true and Yoongi as well releases a breath of relief. He’s tired, exhausted and a little beaten. He wouldn’t like if this reckless action by Chan would take them away from the title. 

Hours go by and the sun sets, Yoongi feels sorry because he had promised to have dinner with Jimin and here he is. Jimin will probably be angry at him because it’s way past dinner time and Yoongi still has something to take care of. That’s why during qualification racers should be careful with their cars, because then mechanics will have to stay behind hours and hours trying to fix it so that the car can run the next day. 

Yoongi needs to check if everything was fixed properly, checking data on his monitor. He checks every single component and only when he’s satisfied he closes everything and decides it’s time to go “home”. He checks his phone, it’s half past ten, and there’s no text by Jimin. He should have known that even if what they have is very casual he wouldn’t be able to be there. He can’t keep his promises and Jimin was probably already in his room, leaving Yoongi to sulk over the fact that he fucked up this small thing he had. This small happiness he was feeling. 

It’s with a heavy heart and mood that he slides the keys in and enters his suit. Just like he imagined Jimin is not there, there’s a trail with food near the table but no trace of Jimin. It makes Yoongi sad and angry at himself but there was little he could do, he knows works it’s his priority right now. But he hates that he compromised the moment with Jimin, because he was having fun and it was nice having someone to talk to at the end of the day. 

He leaves the food there, suddenly not even hungry anymore and moves to his bedroom. He leaves his bag there, falling on the ground with a loud thud sound- “Hyung, is it you?” he hears coming from the bathroom. 

He walks to it and sees that the light is on, his breath get stuck in his throat when he sees Jimin inside his bathtub. He thought he wasn’t there anymore and once again Jimin surprised him. He feels a nice and relieving sensation spread through his all body because Jimin is smiling at him. “Join me.” Jimin asks and Yoongi doesn’t let him repeat himself twice. 

He quickly undresses before Jimin’s eager eyes and enters the bathtub, the water still pleasantly hot. Maybe it wasn’t long that Jimin was in here. He sits opposite to Jimin so that he’s able to look at him. “You’re still here.”

“Where else should I be? We agreed to have dinner together.” 

Yoongi feels Jimin's hands playing with his finger on the edge of the tub, it’s a small and tentative touch but it makes all the nerves go away from Yoongi’s shoulder. “I know- I, I just thought that you didn’t want to anymore since I came back so late and-” 

Jimin moves slowly, trying not to create a cascade of water. “You were doing your job, it’s okay, I understand it.” He takes Yoongi’s chin with his finger and slides their lips together. “I’m still here and we can do whatever you want.” 

They make out for a little while, Yoongi’s hand settling over Jimin's hips and holding him there on his lap. Jimin is intoxicating, Yoongi can’t ever seem to have enough. The younger turns around then, sitting between Yoongi’s leg,s and Yoongi holds him close by circling his middle with his arms. “How are you?” Jimin asks and Yoongi sighs, he leaves a trail of tender kisses over Jimin’s shoulder, his collarbone, the underside of his ear. 

Jimin shivers in his arms. “Tired, annoyed, nervous and dejected.” he says honestly and Jimin wants to turn his head around but Yoongi doesn’t allow him, he hides his face in the crook of Jimin’s neck and nip at the skin there. Right he doesn’t want to think about anything else but the man in his arms, he needs to just take his mind off of what happens. Usually he would have spent the night awake, thinking about the possible outcomes but right now he just wants a break. His hand caresses Jimin’s thigh underwater, slowly. “There’s something I can do to help you?” 

Yoongi shakes his head, “Let me treat you right.” he murmurs against Jimin’s skin as his hand goes higher and higher. 

He feels Jimin’s breath catch in his throat when he takes him in his hand, starting with slow and tentative flicks of his wrist. “Shouldn’t be me treating you right?” Yoongi shakes his head again, he just wants to focus on Jimin and Jimin only, making him feel good just like he’s doing with Yoongi only with his words. 

Jimin is there, he waited and Yoongi just wants to make him feel good. He can feel Jimin getting hard the more he moves his hand and when Yoongi presses his thumb on the split head of his dick Jimin whimpers in his arms. 

Jimin turns his head around a bit, his mouth gracing Yoongi’s throat. “Taehyung explained me why- uh god, why Gguk is down the grid now- oh my, do it again.” Jimin starts and Yoongi flicks his wrist again like he knows Jimin loves, he does it again and again and Jimin tries to fuck his hand but Yoongi keeps him in place. 

“Yeah?”

“He said y-you worked on the car to fix it, and if there’s something new on it then that car has to start on the last place.” Yoongi nods, sucking another hickey on Jimin’s neck. The man whimpers and trembles in his arms, close to his orgasm. Jimin nips at the hickey he left on Yoongi’s neck as well, making his movement falter for a moment, it feels good. 

Yoongi knows he’s getting hard as well, but he doesn’t feel the need to get off. He has Jimin in his arms, his head resting over his shoulder, eyes closed in pleasure and mouth agape. It’s okay like this, Jimin puts his hand behind Yoongi’s neck, pulling him down so that their lips touch. It’s nice, it’s slow and it’s lewd. Their tongue meet and Jimin bites on Yoongi’s bottom lips when he plays again with the tip of his dick. “He’s right.” 

“It’s bullshit, it’s not fair.” 

Yoongi chuckles bitterly, “Sometimes Formula 1 it’s not fair, at all, baby.” Jimin moans when he hears Yoongi calling him that, at least he’s not the only one being affected by it. He traces the light of Jimin’s cock, focusing on the head and it doesn’t take much for Jimin to come in his fist. He quickly turns around, water sloshing around them. Jimin takes his lips, kissing him fervently and Yoongi gives him everything he has. It’s a fierce kiss, and whenever Jimin licks and bites on Yoongi’s bottom lips he feels his dick twitching for how good he’s feeling. He can’t believe such a small action turns him on so much. 

“I want to take care of you-” Jimin whispers on his lips, a string of saliva still connecting them together. “I want to feel you inside of me.” 

Jimin stands up, in all his naked glory and he tugs at Yoongi’s hand making him understand he wants him to follow him. And Yoongi does, he realizes he'll do whatever Jimin wants him to, and in that moment Jimin pushed him down on the bed, his body still slightly wet and for a moment Yoongi believes he has a god on top of him. Because Jimin is sinking on his dick with a blessed face, like that was all he needed, like it was the greatest offer Yoongi could give him. Drops of water dripping down his body, that Yoongi slowly licks and kisses away. 

He feels so good, Jimin tight and warm walls making his toes curl up and push up to meet Jimin’s hips. Yoongi never felt this much pleasure, he has never been this horny with anyone else, and he started to think that it’s not just hormones. He and Jimin just click, mentally and physically and Yoongi is a bit terrified because he has never had it with anyone else. No one has ever put up with his work schedule and finding Jimin still there for him just made him feel something that he’s not ready to name yet. 

“ Yoongi- please, god.” Jimin says when Yoongi finds his prostate and he focuses on hitting the spot relentlessly. Jimin makes circle movement, making Yoongi’s mind go blank with pleasure, he feels string pulling at the pitch of his groin and he knows he’ll come very soon. 

He takes hold of Jimin’s dick, tugging once, twice as he thrust inside of him. Jimin loses balance, and falters in his movement when he comes all over his stomach. Yoongi follows him right after. He goes to pull out but Jimin stops him, “Wait- please. Let’s just stay like this for a while.” he whispers, his voice tired and spent. 

Yoongi kisses the top of his head and he doesn’t even care that there’s cum between their bodies, he lets Jimin fall on top of him, caressing his back up and down. Jimin plays with his hair, his finger tracing his neck. “Tomorrow’s going to be okay.” 

Yoongi hums, he doesn’t know it. “I don’t know.”

“Let’s make a bet.” Jimin says and Yoongi looks at him, he’s still inside of him. “If Jeongguk gets a podium you’ll spend the night in my room.” 

Yoongi smiles endeared, he agrees. “What if he doesn’t get one?” 

“Then I’ll spend the night in your room.” 

That makes Yoongi laugh out loud, Jimin smiles too. “You’re a menace, you know it?” 

“At least you’re smiling now.” 

“It’s easy with you around.” 

Jimin leans closer, leaving a soft kiss on Yoongi’s lips. He moves and Yoongi slips out of him. Yoongi doesn’t move from the bed, he only watches a very naked Jimin walk inside the bathroom and turn on the water.  “Are you coming to take a shower with me or should I beg?” 

Yoongi never got up faster in his life, but nothing actually happens. It’s just very intimate and new, taking care of each other like this, washing their bodies and hair, Yoongi letting Jimin dry his hair with a towel. It’s nice and he could definitely get used to it. He could get used to falling asleep with Jimin in his arms. 

His morning is a rush of emotions, he doesn’t want to leave bed because Jimin is sleeping on top of him and absolutely adores the weight of it. He doesn’t want to wake him up so he slowly, reluctantly slips away even if it pains him. He’d love to stay in bed with him but he has to go, he has to go even if the perspective of having to deal with a race that ugly, where Jeongguk starts last doesn’t seem appealing not even a little. 

But it’s his job and thankfully he loves it so he gets up and gets ready, Jimin still peacefully sleeping in his bed. He doesn’t wake him up, but he leaves said at the reception to bring in breakfast at a reasonable time. He knows Jimin will come to see the race but that happens in the afternoon, so he just wants to treat his b- he wants to treat Jimin like he deserves. 

He doesn't stop and think about his mental slip-up because he doesn’t even want to get there- Jimin is not his boyfriend, it feels like it but he’s not and Yoongi will have just to take it as it comes. It’s okay like this and Yoongi had the proof yesterday night that he can’t have anything stable because that’s just his work. It doesn’t even matter that Jimin waited for him, because he can’t be waiting for Yoongi every day. He wouldn’t ask him that, it wouldn’t be fair. 

So he just goes to the paddock, greets his racer and goes to the box to check the car. He has press conferences to attend, both with Jeongguk and Chan and both with other Team Principals. He hated every second of it because of course they asked questions about what happened during qualifications and of course they are not nice about it. Yoongi wants to disappear and reappear in the box where he can put his headphones on and just focus on what he loves the most- cars and racing. 

So when it’s time and he sees Jeongguk zipping up his tracksuit and pushing on his helmet he knows it’s getting serious. Yoongi knows Jeongguk also drives with a light heart knowing he and Chan cleared up things but his mind is set on the goal, and it’s trying to get to at least point zone, so among the first ten. Yoongi knows the atmosphere inside the box is heavy and filled with expectations but he just needs to put it all aside and just think about giving Jeongguk the best conditions possible to drive the car as best to his capabilities.

“ Okay Gguk, do you hear me?” 

“Yes, fine and dandy.” 

“Okay, let’s push, you can do it.” 

“I’ll get those points, hyung.” 

Then Yoongi closes the communications, he’ll talk to him when he’ll need to say something important. He knows right now Jeongguk needs to focus because he has a lot to do, and Yoongi needs to collect himself as well. He tries not to let the movements around him distract him, the mechanics sitting down to watch the race and he tries not to look for a pair of warm and brown eyes that he’s starting to lose himself into more often than not. 

But he’s only human and he looks around, and he sees that Taehyung and Jimin are there, eyes set on the monitors. Jimin is already looking at him, and he shows Yoongi his finger crossed. “It’s gonna be okay.” he mouths and Yoongi smiles, it’s small but he knows Jimin saw it when he winked at him. 

So he blocks everything out, he watches as the light turns red and they turn off. The race starts and neither his cars get out, they are still in the game and Yoongi prays internally that nothing happens. Chan’s doing okay, he’s running for second place but it’s Jeongguk he needs to focus on right now. He already overtook two cars and he rapidly got behind another one, waiting for the right moment to get ahead of him. It happens in a second and Yoongi wants to scream internally because the pressure is too much and no one can make mistakes here. 

Monaco is one of the most awaited circuits ever, it’s beautiful because it’s built inside the city that’s why it’s also very narrow and overtaking could lead to a crash if done without thinking properly. “ You have two seconds of distance to the car ahead of you” Yoongi says to Jeongguk, knowing that’ll help him to understand how many laps he can overtake him. 

“ Got it. When you want me to pit?” 

“ Later, don’t think about it now.” Yoongi says because changing tires it’s not important right now. Yoongi chose to make Jeongguk start with a hard tire, so that he could do lots of laps with those one and eat up other racers. When the moment will come he will decide if changing them with medium or soft. It’ll probably be medium because Jeongguk will still need them a lot to reach other drivers. 

Yoongi looks at the monitor and he notices that Jeongguk managed to climb higher, he’s making everyone eat his dust and Yoongi couldn’t be prouder. “ Three seconds behind another car, Gguk. You’re doing a good job, keep pushing.” he encourages him and he knows Jeongguk heard him, he doesn’t need an answer. He knows now he’s in his head, focusing and racing at his maximum. 

He knows the commentators of the race are probably going crazy, he knows journalists will talk about this race because Jeongguk is doing the impossible. He started twentieth and now he’s twelfth, and he has twenty-five more laps to the end. Yoongi doesn’t want to get his hopes up but he knows he can do it, he could even get a podium if everything moves in their favor.

Yoongi feels eyes on him, but he can’t look even if he wants to. He knows Jimin is looking at him but he has to focus, he has to look at Jeongguk and Chan’s datas to know if something’s wrong. He checks on Chan’s car and he sees that he’s doing well, he’s second place and he’s probably going to pit soon because he started with a soft tire, and those need to be changed because he has less resilience than the hard one’s Jeongguk started with. 

He signals to Felix that as soon as possible Chan has to pit, changing to hard tires so he doesn’t need to do another pit during the race, so he’ll be able to keep his second place and fight for first place. 

Yoongi has to work with what he has, and right now if Chan has the possibility to win a podium he has to play it. But he noticed that Jeongguk has now overtaken two more players, getting tenth place and he’s now in the point zone. “ Good, Gukk. You’re in ten place. Push, you can do it.” But Yoongi knows that there’s no chance he can get to a podium because who is in third place has twenty-second of distance with Chan and that’s impossible to reduce with the few laps they have left- 

It happens quickly, the car in sixth and seventh place hit each other and to avoid it the eight go crushing to the barriers. It’s a safety care situation and Yoongi thinks the gods above must love them. With a safety car inside the race track the car is forced to slow down and create a queue behind it- so that the people in charge of cleaning the track from the debris created by the crash don’t get hit by the fast cars. But what Yoongi is most grateful for, besides the fact that no one in the crash was hurt, is that like this distance from the cars reduces to zero and Jeongguk has a chance to overtake as many cars as possible once the safety car is out of the track. 

“ Okay Gguk the pit is open, come and let’s change those tires.” he says and he can hear that Jeongguk is happy as well because he has a chance. One has to make the most of what one gets. 

So they change it and he comes back to his seventh place, once the safety car exits the track and the race starts again Jeongguk immediately gets past one more car, so he’s sixth. Yoongi can’t believe his eyes and he can’t believe he’s lucky. They have fifteen more laps to go and he needs to not hope too much about it- 

But then Jeongguk is fifth and fourth and Yoongi feels the need to close his eyes but he can’t because he has to look at everything going on. Twelve laps and Jeongguk could get a podium and he feels like throwing up. 

He doesn’t even register how everyone stands on their feet, watching from the monitors the race and cheering loudly for both Jeongguk and Chan. “ Fucking dammit Gguk, you’re fourth. Keep pushing you have eleven laps to go now.” 

Chan is still second and he knows Felix must be cheering on him as well, as Team Principal Yoongi could open communications with him too but he knows Chan is in good hands- 

Jeongguk is third now and he Yoongi feels like fainting, he knows everyone around them is ecstatic and adrenaline is what is pushing them all to keep going, to keep watching. This is amazing and he can’t believe Jeongguk is on the podium. He started last and now he has third place and he still has ten laps to go. 

He’s going dangerously close to Chan to and when he sees Jeongguk overtaking him he knows Chan is not happy but if he pushes he can keep third place. Yoongi decides to tell him something encouraging, “ Chan, you’re doing great, keep pushing like this. Great Job!” he says and then he closes communication because- 

A loud roar erupts inside the box, and everyone cheers happily because “HE’S FIRST!” Yoongi can hear Hoseok scream, and Namjoon chants it as well. Rosè’s voice reaches him as well and he can see from the corner of his eyes that everyone is jumping around and screaming. 

There are five more laps to go now and Yoongi is sweating, he wants to maintain a certain level of professionalism, but he feels a smile tug at his lips. He doesn’t indulge in it, not until he sees Chan’s getting again his second place and both the cars cutting the line, with the checkered flag swinging. 

The race is done. 

Yoongi’s ears get hit by Jeongguk’s loud cheer. “ WOOOOOOOO HYUNG!! HYUNG HAVE YOU SEEN IT?? HAVE YOU HYUNG? FUCK FUCK FUCK.” 

As he keeps the headphone away from his ears, still hearing Jeongguk perfectly fine even like this, Yoongi turns around and finally a bright smile breaks his face. He sees Jimin getting crushed by a huge hug by Taehyung and the smile on both their face makes Yoongi happy.  “ I saw it Gguk, you were incredible!! Nice fucking job, now come here so you can go take your trophy.” 

“YES YES YES, YES.” The joy and euphoria is interlaced in his voice and Yoongi could imagine him, wide eyes and a big smile, fist closed shaking for how happy and elated he was. 

The car gets back to the pit lane, the first three outside and not inside the box so the photographer can do their job but Yoongi sees as all the mechanics move to go greet both Jeongguk and Chan, they don’t even have the time to remove their helmet that they get drawn by them and suddenly Yoongi sees both their bodies being held and thrown up in the air. The mechanics take them both again, not making them fall and he feels his cheeks hurting. 

“I won the bet hyung, I’ll be waiting for you in my room.” Yoongi feels Jimin’s hand snuggle up on his waist. His voice in his ear but as soon as he turns around to see him Jimin is already gone, walking toward Taehyung who’s looking at him with a grin on his face. They are not really allowed to move inside the box like this and Jimin just broke a rule but Yoongi couldn’t care less. Yes, he’ll definitely go to his room. 

Yoongi feels amazing, he feels so happy and when he sees both his racers on the podium, with a big smile on their faces as well, he knows they are on the right path to victory. And Yoongi feels double the luck, because he feels like a winner too, even if he actually lost a bet. 

They win in Canada, at Circuit Gilles Villeneuve and Yoongi misses Jimin a whole lot because he couldn’t come to that one. He misses him but they text, and Jimin sends him photos of his shoot, sends him the clothes he gets to keep and he video calls Yoongi wearing a lingerie set he got sent as a gift by Taehyung- who just launched his Lingerie Collection in collaboration with Versace. Needless to say that Yoongi wished his fist around his cock was Jimin’s mouth. They win in Austria, at the Red Bull ring and again Jimin couldn’t be there as well but finally, they meet up in England. 

It’s been three weeks since they last saw each other in person, and the last memory Yoongi has is the night after Jeongguk's amazing win in Monaco. Yoongi thinks he has never had sex so good in his life. But right now, as he waits for Jimin to exit the building where Taehyung told him he was having a shoot he thinks that what he misses the most about the younger is not how good he is in bed, but his smile and his eyes looking at him. He misses that sweet brown that could melt Yoongi’s heart like butter. 

They texted and they had agreed to spend the night together but Jimin doesn’t know that Yoongi tried everything to finish work early. They had qualifications and Jeongguk took another pole, since Monaco he managed to take all poles and all first place on the podium. Chan was there on the podium with him and Yoongi couldn’t be happier. 

But since he had handled every interview and every press conference he needed to attend, and the cars had been already checked twice he decided that he couldn’t wait anymore. So he’s now sitting on the hood of his black, shiny Lancer Evo, waiting for a black-haired head to exit the British Museum- as far as he knows Jimin was about to have a shot among sculptures, and he couldn’t wait to see the outcome. 

Yoongi drove for one hour and a half to get from Silverstone to London but honestly it’s worth it when finally he sees Jimin getting out of the building. He’s clearly waiting for his driver but he won’t come because Yoongi with Taehyung helped tell him to not show up. Yoongi takes his phone and dials Jimin’s number. 

“ Hyung?” 

“Look at your right. A bit more, more-” and there it is the look of recognition on Jimin’s face that soon shapes into a big and beautiful smile when it hits him that Yoongi is there for him. He quickly skips across the street to get where Yoongi is and he imagines that they should be discreet because there might be paparazzi around but Jimin just closes the distance and kisses Yoongi on the lips. He accepts it gladly, his hands naturally settling on Jimin’s waist to keep him close. “What are you doing here?”

Jimin then pulls away and he looks at the car Yoongi is leaning to. He looks at the way Jimin eyes it and he recognizes that look, he likes it. He likes it a whole lot. And Yoongi loves and thrives in seeing Jimin so caught up in it.  “Why do you seem happier to see my car than me?” he asks playfully

“Well, she’s a really nice car.” Jimin says and Yoongi can’t believe his ears. Jimin making appreciation about a car means a lot. 

“She’s my baby.” 

“Wasn’t that my title?” 

Yoongi chuckles, “Can’t you both be my babies?”

“Does she fuck you well?”

Yoongi shakes his head but- “She’s fast, she makes me race.”

“Oh yeah? and is that better than sex with me?”

“You make my heart race.” 

Jimin looks at him and he doubles off in laughter, finding balance in Yoongi who supports him with his arms. “You did not just say that.” 

But Yoongi did, and it wasn’t the last thing he said that day. Because on their way back to the hotel, tension grew between them and of course dinner went cold while touching each other, while Jimin’s hand caressed his length and his lips found his. And it was after they both orgasmed that Yoongi said something else, he asked a question, softly, whispering it in the darkness of the room while Jimin rested his head on his chest, kissing it tenderly. “Come to Singapore, not for Gguk, not for the race. Come for me.” 

“Come to Singapore and stay with me.” he whispered and for a moment he thought he had fucked up, he was asking too much. He knew it but he had to ask because he wanted to be with Jimin. He wanted to be with him because missing him was more painful than being with him and not being able to say out loud what he was feeling. So Yoongi harbored inside of him, he let his feelings be silent. It wasn’t necessary to say them out loud, not when he still didn’t know where Jimin wanted to stand. 

He waits for Jimin’s answer and when he nods, Yoongi feels a smile grow on his face. “I’ll stay with you.” Yoongi seales his words with a defining kiss. 

They won the race at Silverstone, and Yoongi couldn’t wait to go to Singapore. 

Jimin has never been so tired before, Taehyung isn’t there with him to deal with a three-hour-long race. He couldn’t make it because he had a shoot and it is weird being there without him. It makes Jimin’s mind goes places, it makes him realize that maybe what he and Yoongi have isn’t only sexual anymore. Maybe there is more- but he isn’t ready to admit it to himself. 

He finds great company in Seokjin, who went there to see the race. Singapore is beautiful, it’s one of the few races that are done at night but on track it seems plain daylight thanks to the lighting. The Circuit is surrounded by neon lights and the hotel is a huge building that starts on one side of the track and ends on the other. Their room is right above it and Jimin can see it all from the huge windows that go from ceiling to floor. It’s amazing. 

Jimin escaped the craziness after the K-One win, he knew Yoongi was going to be busy for a while so he just went back to the room, looking at everything from above. He could see hoards of people moving and going away from the Circuit, as it happens after one of his runaways. He was surprised by how many people love coming to see a race, he never understood the beauty of it but the more he lives it the more he thinks he gets it. 

It’s looking at the racer going their maximum, fighting speed and luck to be able to get to the finish line. It’s them working out and focusing for hours, their reflex always ready for whatever might happen. But it’s also what’s behind a racer, what’s behind a car. It’s for the team who makes sure the racer and the car are okay, the strategies and the talks. It all leads to a way of work Jimin never kind of tried on his skin. 

He’s alone in his job, he has Taehyung of course but it doesn’t matter because they’re both models and even if he’s an ally, the beauty world can feel lonely sometimes. Of course, there are stylists, make-up artists and photographers but Jimin still has to find the ones that don’t treat him like an object, but as a person doing his job. He hasn’t been lucky yet.

“What are you doing?” a hand slips past his shirt, caressing his stomach. Yoongi’s voice doesn’t startle him, he was expecting him even if not so soon. His mouth graces Jimin’s neck and he moves to give Yoongi more access. He feels his lips kissing the skin, and all the tiredness he felt before vanishing in a second.

Jimin smiles to himself, “I was waiting for you.” and he can feel on his skin the corner of Yoongi’s mouth going up. 

Yoongi makes him turn around, caging him against the glass. Their lips meet and Jimin feels like breathing when it happens, it feels like Yoongi gives him lifeblood, as his life depends on it. Jimin is not even afraid of his train of thoughts. Their tongue plays, Yoongi asking for access and Jimin giving it to him. He hooks a leg around Yoongi’s hip, and he’s delighted that he can feel Yoongi is just as hard as he is. Their bodies are pressed together, and Jimin thinks it’s not enough.  

Yoongi understands, removing both of their shirts. Jimin feels worshipped under his gaze, Yoongi drinks him like he was a single drop of water in the desert. “ God, you’re so beautiful.” and Jimin feels his heart flips back, his husky and deep voice resonating inside of him. Yoongi kisses him, slow and deep, he kisses his neck, his jaw, his collarbone, he plays with his nipples and Jimin feels hot all over, even if the glass is cold behind his back. 

Yoongi’s hand sets on his hips as he falls to his knees, he unzips Jimin’s pants, removing it along with his boxer, leaving Jimin completely naked. He makes him turn around and Jimin trembles at the thought of what Yoongi is about to do. Jimin trembles when Yoongi spreads his asscheeks and licks his rims, blowing air on it. It makes Jimin whimpers. 

“ Please, don’t tease.” Jimin says but of course Yoongi doesn’t listen, he teases his hole with the tip of tongue and Jimin feels like crying because he wants to touch his dick to get some frictions but he also wants to come untouched because he knows Yoongi can make him feel that good. He knows Yoongi can hit those spots and fill Jimin with pleasure- 

“ Oh, fuck.” Jimin murmurs when Yoongi pushes his tongue inside, he feels a finger pushing in as well and Jimin moans out loud. It feels so good that he kind of moves to meet Yoongi’s tongue movements but the man’s grip on his hips hardens to stop him. When Yoongi is two, then three fingers inside of him, massaging his prostate while he laps at his hole Jimin feels like he can come. There’s heat pooling at the end of his stomach and his dick leaks pre-cum for how good he’s feeling. “Yoon, Yoongi please, I’m gonna c- I’m gonna cum-” 

Yoongi doesn’t push back, he just keeps massaging his sweet spot relentlessly and it doesn’t take much for Jimin to see white and let his orgasm explode. Jimin can feel Yoongi pulling out, his mouth gracing his spine, kissing the underside of his ear. “Are you okay, baby?” he asks and Jimin nods, he rests his head on his shoulder though because he needs a moment to regain control of himself. 

He can feel Yoongi’s chest against his back, their skin connecting and Jimin loves it. He opens his eyes to look outside and he can see their reflection slightly blurred on the glass, Jimin’s hand printed on it because he needed leverage while Yoongi was fucking him. Jimin turns around, locking his hand behind Yoongi’s neck. “Give me more.” Jimin says on Yoongi’s lips, their nose touching. 

Jimin was tired but now he’s definitely not anymore, not when Yoongi is looking at him with hunger and lust in his eyes. “What should I do with you, Park Jimin?” Yoongi whispers, and his deep voice makes Jimin's knees melt. 

“Fuck me.” 

“I’ll be right back.”

Jimin looks as Yoongi quickly skips away, inside where the bedroom is and it makes him laugh so hard. “What are you doing?” Jimin calls and he hears Yoongi moving around the room, the older soon gets out and Jimin sees that he has a bottle of lube in hands. 

“Don’t laugh at me, I had to take this-” Yoongi explains, “Since someone is asking to be fucked so nicely.” he continues and Jimin feels his cheeks heat up, he’s never been one to blush in front of the people he sleeps with, the things they said never hitting him as Yoongi does. 

Yoongi gets closer to him, slowly and Jimin feels thrilled about what’s about to happen. He doesn’t know where all the hunger comes from, but when it comes to Yoongi he’s insatiable. He has never enough and every time it is fun and exciting, it never gets boring. “Don’t act like you don’t want it, too.” 

“Never said it, baby.” Yoongi says as Jimin pulls him closer to kiss him, deep and hard. The atmosphere changes quickly and Jimin can feel himself getting hard again under Yoongi’s hand that caresses his back, his leg, just to settle then on his waist. “I’m asking again, what do you want?” Jimin looks at him in the eyes, sharp and pointed at Jimin. 

He feels sexy under those eyes, he feels beautiful and before answering Jimin brings their lips together one more time. “I want you to fuck me here, against the window.” as he speaks he can see Yoongi licking his lips, his tongue then clicking on the side of his cheek. 

“Wouldn’t you love it if everyone could see how good I fuck you?” Yoongi says unzipping his pants and letting them fall down, Jimin eyes him up and down and he gulps when he sees how hard and big Yoongi is inside his boxer. Yoongi steps out of his clothes and he walks closer to him, caging him again against the window and the cold glass makes him shiver. He thinks about what Yoongi just said and he can’t help the shivers it makes him feel. 

Yoongi lubes up his dick right in front of him and Jimin would have loved to do it for you but he wants Yoongi to just fuck him as soon as possible so he waits quietly, anticipating what Yoongi will do now. And Jimin is surprised when Yoongi doesn’t turn him around but- “Hook your legs around my wait.” he instructs and when Jimin doesn’t obey immediately Yoongi continues, “I want to look at your face when you come.” 

He feels hot all over, he feels wanted and so he does as Yoongi asks of him. Yoongi supports him with arm and Jimin whimpers when he feels the head of his dick teasing his hole, he lets out a sigh of relief when he starts pushing all the way in. It feels amazing, “You’re always so tight for me.” Yoongi whispers on his neck, nipping at the skin there, making Jimin’s head spin. 

Yoongi starts moving slowly but soon enough he finds his rhythm and Jimin is a moaning mess, he feels him inside hitting his prostate over and over again, already sensitive from his former orgasm and it’s just so good, so much. “ Yoong, fuck, there there-” Jimin moans and it just feels so good, he’s so filled with pleasure he knows nothing coherent is coming out of his mouth. A mix of Yoongi’s name and whimpers. 

“I bet you’d love it, if they could see you getting fucked this good- don’t you think, baby?” Yoongi whispers to his ear, and Jimin moans so loud because it went along with a particularly hard thrust. He opens his eyes and the neon light from outside hits their skin, a mixture of purple and blue that it’s so good and makes Yoongi’s eyes even hungrier for him. 

“But you, only you- you could- uh-” he can’t finish his sentence because Yoongi pushes on his prostate and Jimin feels his eyes rolling back, his head resting on the glass behind him. He thinks his nails are digging on Yoongi’s back but he can’t care at this moment because it’s all too much. 

Yoongi thrusts restlessly inside of him, “Only I can what?” 

“Only you can have me, they can-can only watch.” 

Yoongi moans hearing it and Jimin smiles to himself, he can have as much power on Yoongi as Yoongi has on him. Jimin tries to meet his trust but he falters in his movement because Yoongi decides at that moment to put a hand between them, touching his dick, spreading pre-cum. Jimin feels so good, like he never felt with anyone else, he arches his back and it doesn’t take long for him to come hard between them. 

He clenches hard around Yoongi’s dick and that is all the older needs to get over the edge and come inside Jimin. But it’s the other way around as Yoongi said, it’s Jimin who gets to see the way Yoongi looks when he comes and he looks pleased, blessed and Jimin wants to kiss his pursed lips so he does. Yoongi’s still inside of him and he slowly pulls out during their kiss, Jimin whines but he gets that it might be an uncomfortable position for Yoongi. He held Jimin up all the time and even if it was hot he knows that his arms must be hurting a little right now. 

They’re both breathless for a while, skin pressed together. “Fuck, I’d do it again but I’m spent.” Jimin confesses and it makes Yoongi chuckle. 

“I think I agree.” 

They pull away from the other, and for a moment they turn around to look at the mess on the window. “You clean it, I’ll start the shower!!” Jimin says, running away from Yoongi and entering the bathroom. He laughs hearing Yoongi cursing his name but after a while Yoongi joins him and together they wash up, it’s intimate and it’s only that. A shower together. 

Quickly they dry themselves and just as quickly they get to bed, and it hits Jimin that he doesn't have his own room in that hotel. It’s the first time they silently agreed to sleep in the same room, like if they were a couple. 

But Yoongi’s hands on his body, pulling him closer to him, distract him from the thought of it. And it’s strange because Yoongi has calloused and expert hands, used by work, but on Jimin’s skin they feel like silk. Yoongi touches him like he’s the rarest gem in the whole world and Jimin hides his face in the crook of his neck because of it. 

Having the older man beside him is nice, he’s warm and Jimin melts completely on his chest, their bodies fitting perfectly with the other. Yoongi kisses the top of his head, but Jimin’s mind gets filled with pictures of what happened just moments ago. The best sex he has ever had in his life. 

God, you’re so beautiful Yoongi has told him and Jimin feels his cheeks heating up. He’s used to people saying how beautiful and pretty and gorgeous he is- he’s a model, it’s his job being beautiful- but hearing it from Yoongi’s lips made his insides twist up. It was in the way he told him, not because he wanted something out of him, not because he felt the need to compliment him so that he would do his best on set, but because he really believes it. Because even if in front of them there was an amazing panorama, Yoongi had been looking at him all the time. 

Jimin was the focus of his attention, he liked it but at the same time Yoongi could make his shyest part come out. He puts both his hands over the man’s chest, playing with his fingers. 

He moves his body so that they can be face to face, and he moves his hand as well, tracing the side of Yoongi’s cheek, the bridge of his nose and his cupid bow. He leans closer and leaves a small peck on Yoongi’s lips and another one, and then another one until he sees Yoongi’s eyes moving under his closed eyelids. He feels Yoongi’s hand moving slightly on his waist. “If you stop pretending to be asleep I could actually kiss you.” 

Yoongi opens just one eye, “Don’t you ever stop being a brat?” 

Jimin doesn’t answer, he just shakes his head. Yoongi’s hand moves to his back to bring him closer and Jimin’s hand closes up on Yoongi’s neck. “Just kiss me.” and so Yoongi does it. 

They win in Hungary, they don’t win in Belgium, getting only second and third place, but they win in Germany and to celebrate it Taehyung, who was there with him that time, proposes to go to the Nurburgring circuit and makes them race with their own cars. Some of them don't have their personal cars with them so they just rent the same car to be able to race. 

Everyone does it, Jeongguk rents his black Skyline GTR 34 but he lets Taehyung drive it, they decide to run together just like Hoseok and Namjoon, who rentS his burgundy Levorg. Seokjin rents his Audi A1 because he always says it’s the best car ever created. 

Jimin isn’t that happy to go celebrate there but he guesses it can’t hurt him to try. He doesn’t have a car but Yoongi doesn’t want to rent a model like his own, he wants him to chose and that’s how they spent the night before browsing through the Porsche catalogue, because Jimin likes those very much, and now he’s in front of a Porsche 911 GT2 and he doesn’t know what to do. 

He has to admit it’s a really beautiful, nice car, it’s sleek and fluid and Jimin really really likes it. “If you’re done fucking it with your eyes we can hop on and race.” Yoongi says looking at him and Jimin feels like he was caught doing something he shouldn’t have. 

Jimin notices Yoongi going for the passenger side- “Wait, aren’t you the one driving?” Jimin says panicking because he has never driven a car that can go as fast as a Porsche and he’s afraid he might fuck up, and plus he already saw Yoongi driving and he’d love to see him drive fast . 

“You choose the car, you drive- you’ll have fun, trust me.” So Jimin slowly gets inside, he feels the seat and the steering wheel. The leather feels nice under his hands and he follows Yoongi’s instruction closely to drive safely even if at a high speed. 

They don’t race all together because it might be dangerous so when the operator on track gives them a green light they start and Jimin shivers when he feels the engine roaring underneath him. It’s a nice sensation and he can’t stop smiling out of both nervousness and excitement. He starts with a slow lap, just to see and test the circuit because he doesn’t know it under Yoongi’s advice. 

Only after some laps Jimin gets the hang of it and slowly he starts pressing on the gas, the car going faster and faster. Jimin has so much fun and the car is actually really easy to drive. “You’re doing amazing!” Yoongi tells him and once they stop they look at each other and Jimin leans to give him a kiss. 

“I kind of love it, hyung.” he confesses and Yoongi smiles. 

“You just had to find your car.” and Jimin nods, he caresses the steering wheel before turning to Yoongi. 

“Now, let’s switch, I want to see you driving.” 

And god if it isn’t the hottest thing Jimin has ever seen, he doesn’t know how he looked in Yoongi’s eyes but he hopes it’s as hot as Yoongi is right now in his. His jaw is clenched in concentration, his knuckles are white from holding the steering wheel hard and his eyes are set on the road, sharp and focused. The muscles of his arms are clenched when he changes the gear and Jimin would love for Yoongi to take him there and now. 

But they can’t and once the car stops Jimin only allows himself to sits on Yoongi’s lap and kiss him, deep and slow, before getting off and enjoying the others to go eat all together. Jimin drives them both to the restaurant. 

They win in Russia at the Sochi Autodrom, and they win in Japan at the Suzuka Circuit. He couldn’t be with Yoongi in Russia and in Japan, he has some shoots and runaways. He’s happy with his job, and he can’t wait for the result of his shooting to come out. It’s different from what he’s used to do. 

He has to admit that even if he was freezing cold while shooting he’s happy he did it. He was skeptical but talking about it with Yoongi he decided that it was time for him to get a bit out of his comfort zone. You’re free to say no, baby, but if there’s even the tiniest part of you that wants to try give it a shot-  

And he’s really glad he did it- the set was beautiful, it was a real lake, and Jimin had to stand in the water wearing a black leather corset over a black shirt, and with loose pants. It was the beginning of November so it was really cold, especially because the set was scheduled to be shot during the night. 

He sent Yoongi photos and the supportive answers he got made him feel butterflies inside his belly. But right now, at the Monza Circuit in Italy, as Taehyung holds his hand hard, he feels an elephant in his stomach. Jimin is used to how tight Taehyung holds his hand at every race, he understands his fear- Jeongguk runs at more than 250 kilometers and it’s so scary to see up close. If one thing goes wrong it would be the end. But Yoongi told him that if Jeongguk goes past the first turn then it should be okay, Monza is a relatively easy circuit and Jeongguk should be just fine. 

Of course, anything can happen but Jimin is confident everything will be okay. Jeongguk seems focused like always and as Jimin watches him get inside the car and go to the third spot on the grid- that’s the ranking he got during qualifications- Jimin tries to reassure Taehyung. “It’s going to be okay, alright?” he says and when Taehyung nods he feels like he can breathe a little bit more. 

Jimin also tries to see where Yoongi is and he’s in front of many monitors, always checking data and talking via radio with Jeongguk to ask if everything is ok. He doesn’t know what they actually say to each other but he can only guess. He’d have to ask Yoongi. He knows that Yoongi gives him important and crucial info through the intercom and he makes sure to listen to what Jeongguk tells him as well. He knows the car he’s driving and he can understand if something seems a bit off, so that the team can work fast on it to fix it. 

The race starts in the blink of an eye and Jimin almost feels like closing his eyes when some cars get dangerously near Jeongguk in the first turn but as soon as it happens it’s over already. Jeongguk manages to run away from them and start racing at full speed as only he can do. 

He’s professional at it, and Jimin knows how hard he has worked to come this way. It took Jeongguk great sacrifices but Jimin’s happy to see that it’s paying off. 

The race goes on smoothly, Jeongguk gets called once to change the tires inside the box and he can see how fast Hoseok and Namjoon are at the pit. But then, as usual, his eyes fall on Yoongi. It’s impossible not to look at him, especially when he’s in his environment. Yoongi looks confident, like he knows perfectly what he’s doing and how to do it right. And it does things to Jimin seeing him in his suit, all focused. But what he’s seeing on his face now is worry, because something is wrong. He’d like to ask but he knows he can’t and he absolutely won’t disturb Yoongi right now. 

“Look at that motherfucker- can he leave Jeongguk alone? He’s way too close to his car, dammit.” Taehyung says then and maybe Jimin understands now why Yoongi has such a worried face. Another racer is trying to overtake Jeongguk in every possible way. Jeongguk defends his position well but the other is pushing his car way too close to his, maybe hoping that Jeongguk will let him pass. Jimin has seen it before, Jeongguk did it too to other cars, getting close and trying to not leave them any space so that they’ll be forced to let him pass. But what this other racer is doing is slightly different because he’s not only trying to leave him with any room but he’s pushing him outside the track. 

XX

Jeongguk doesn’t falter though and doesn’t let the other take his place because what he’s doing it’s not fair but Jimin doesn’t even want to think about what could happen if neither of them stand back- 

He feels like his heart stops beating when he sees it happen on the screen. 

Jeongguk's car is flying, turning over itself over and over again. Pieces flying everywhere and it does not stop. Jimin thinks everything happens in slow motion before his eyes but in reality it’s just a matter of seconds: Jeongguk's car was racing and one second later he was crashing against the barrier. The car stops upside down and Jimin can clearly see there’s a fire starting from behind. He wants to scream, he needs to scream about what he’s seeing but he can’t, not when Taehyung almost collapses on him. 

Jimin quickly acts as adrenaline kicks in, his friends needs help and he will give it to him. He’s keeping his ears open in case of someone talks to him through the headphone at the same time as he watches carefully on the screen as firemen try to get Jungkook out of the car to understand if he’s okay or not. He gives a water bottle to Taehyung to sip, and makes sure he’s seated and that a medical is near him. Jimin desperately wants to reach for Yoongi and ask him how Jeongguk is but once his eyes land on him he can see that it’s not a good idea to do it. Yoongi is pale, pale like Jimin has never seen him and he’s speaking through his headphones clearly agitated. 

But then he sees Yoongi crouching down, hands on his head and Jimin fears someone told him something terrible but then he quickly looks at the screen and sees that Jeongguk is being extracted and that he soon stands on his own two feet. Unharmed and apparently okay. 

Jimin breathes out suddenly and feels his cheeks warming up from the tears streaming down his face and when he looks over to Taehyung he finds his best friend in the same situation. Taehyung is sobbing, almost convulsively and Jimin hurries up to him to hold him in his arms. “He’s okay, he’s okay.” Jimin says through the headphones, knowing that Taehyung will hear him loud and clear. 

Taehyung doesn’t have enough strength to talk to him back but to Jimin it is okay, it is okay because Jeongguk is alive and breathing and he is coming back to the box to see a doctor so they all will know if his body suffered any damage. Jimin cannot wait to hug him, to feel him breathing in his arms and Jimin can only imagine what Taehyung must be feeling right now. So he just hugs him as tight as possible and waits until the safety car brings Jeongguk back to him. 

Taehyung jumps on his feet and he pleads to be led into the same room where Jeongguk is going to be medicated and thankfully they allow it. Jimin doesn’t get inside with them, he returns to where he was seated when he was watching the race but his focus is now on Yoongi, who is now standing again and focusing on the race again. On the outside, it seems like he is okay but to Jimin’s eyes it is clear that he is pale, and he is dying to know how Jeongguk is. Of course members of the team will tell him as soon as Jeongguk is done with his visit. 

Jimin too wants to be with Jeongguk and Taehyung but he knows he could create just a crowded room, he’ll get to know later. What matters is that Jeongguk is breathing and alive. And besides, he wants to send Yoongi all his strength, he doesn’t want to leave him alone right now even if he can’t be physically close to him. Jimin wants with every fiber of his body to be close to him, to kiss him, to reassure him that everything is fine and that it wasn’t his fault. He knows that Yoongi is probably beating himself up for something he has no fault over, for something he had no control over and Jimin wants to tell him that it just isn’t his fault. 

Seeing Yoongi struggling to keep his focus on the race is hard, he still has Chan racing and he has to be there for him too. 

But as soon as the race ends, with Chan getting first place, Jimin sees Yoongi disappearing. He still has lots of things to do before he’s free to go. But he knows he’s probably going to see Jeongguk before anything else. Jimin would love it if Yoongi didn’t have things to do so that he could just rest, see Jeongguk and then just hide in Jimin’s arms. He understands he can’t and it must be hell for him right now. 

Jimin can’t stay inside the box anymore and he knows Yoongi, after everything is done, will come to the hotel and Jimin will see him there. Right now Jimin is almost running to go to Jeongguk and when he gets inside his hotel room he finds him standing, drinking a cup of warm milk with Taehyung glued on his side. 

“Hyung!” Jeonggul greets him and Jimin hurries to his side, asking if with a hug he would cause him pain. Jeongguk in answer takes him by one hand and hugs him close to his body, Taehyung hugs him too. 

“So nice to see you standing here and not inside that death-trap.” 

Jeongguk laughs, “It wasn’t that bad, I was hanging there like a pig but I knew I was okay-” he starts and Jimin listens closely. “I was just worried they couldn’t get me out in time, I knew there was fire and I was feeling hot, but beside that I was okay.”

“So basically we almost died in fear for your life, but you were having a blast.” Jimin retorts and it makes everyone laugh. It feels nice to hear them laughing, to see life and a smile on Jeongguk’s face. 

Jimin stays with them for a bit, chatting and checking constantly on his phone to see if Yoongi has texted him something. But there is nothing, so he stays with the lovely couple for a bit more, making sure that Jeongguk is truly fine. He’s safe with just some ugly bruises blooming on his body. And when he’s really sure he’s okay he leaves his room, leaving Taehyung with him. Jimin decided it was time to leave to give them some time alone, he knows both Taehyung and Jeongguk need it. Jeongguk might act as if nothing happened but Jimin knows him, and he could see he was tired and he was still a bit shaken about what happened. But playing it like Joengguk was fine seemed to be what he needed so Jimin would get on board with that. 

But that’s not the only reason Jimin is leaving the room, he has somewhere he needs to be and it’s with Yoongi. When the accident happened, Jeongguk's car crashed and rolled over and over and over amidst all the panic for his friend, his eyes went on Yoongi and Jimin saw how pale he had become. 

Jimin saw that Yoongi wasn’t doing well but he needed to focus because Chan was still racing and he needed to be there for him as well. Jimin had texted him while he was with Jeongguk and Taehyung, updating him about how Jeongguk was but Yoongi didn’t answer one single text. He didn’t answer the most important one. 

where are you? 

baby, please tell me where are you

are you okay? 

And Jimin knew that he just wasn’t doing well and he needed to find him as fast as possible. So that’s why the moment he closes Jeongguk’s door behind him he runs to their room. He’s not sure Yoongi will be there but he has to try. “Yoongi?” he asks, closing the door behind him, trying to hear if any sounds come from inside. 

He hears something coming from the bathroom, “Babe, it’s me. Are you here?” 

No answer but as Jimin walks closer to the door he hears shuffling inside and he knows Yoongi must be in there. He knocks on the door to let him know he wants to enter. “Hyung, can I come in?” he asks but it’s a mere formality rather than anything else because as he speaks, Jimin opens the door and sees Yoongi’s form crouched on the ground, head low on the toilet. 

Jimin hurries by his side, and kneels beside him, a hand on his back and one removing his hair from his forehead. “It’s okay, get it all out. It’s okay.” he says and he moves to give Yoongi a bit of space but he still stays by his side. He sees that Yoongi is trembling and that he has cried because his eyes are bloated and red. 

Yoongi doesn’t speak but Jimin knows what he has to do, he gets a towel and soaks it with cold water cleaning Yoongi’s face when he leans his back on the bathroom’s wall. He has his eyes closed and Jimin kneels in front of him. Yoongi’s pale and his face is shining because of how much he is sweating and for the exertion of puking. 

“He’s okay-” Jimin starts while he gently wipes away Yoongi's sweat and tears from his face. “He’s alive.” 

“It’s not your fault that this happened.” Jimin continues and only then Yoongi opens his eyes. “It’s not your fault.” 

Yoongi doesn’t say anything, he only looks at Jimin with his sweet brown eyes that again fills with tears as the second passes. “He could have died, yes, but it wasn’t your fault.” Jimin keeps going and it’s painful to watch Yoongi slowly breaking before him. It happens quickly the way Yoongi storms in his arms and lets Jimin hug him for real this time, bawling his eyes out on Jimin’s chest. 

“He- he could have d-died.” Yoongi sobs and Jimin just takes him in his arms and rocks his body slowly, trying to calm him down. 

“It wasn’t your fault- it was the motherfucker who tried to overtake him on the track, without thinking of what could have gone wrong.” Jimin whispers to his ears, kissing his hair and removing them from Yoongi’s face. “You did nothing wrong. You were so good in keeping control and thinking about Chan still racing and both Jeongguk off the race.” 

XX

Jimin won’t let Yoongi chastise himself for something he doesn’t have any fault over- he’s starting to understand more and more the racing game and he knows that the judge responsible for an accident like this one will reveal all the details soon. But everyone saw what happened and it was caused by a reckless decision from another racer. “He’s alive Yoongi, and tomorrow will be a new day where you’ll just have a break, okay?” 

“With you?”

“Yeah baby, with me.” 

It breaks Jimin in half hearing Yoongi like this, knowing that he was suffering alone and throwing up all his anxiety and panic in a toilet without anyone being there with him. But he’s also glad that now he’s trusting Jimin and showing him his most vulnerable side, not refusing a day of break as he usually would. That speaks volumes to Jimin, who knows that Yoongi’s work ethic is stronger than anything else in the world. 

“Do you want to take a shower?” he asks and Yoongi nods, slowly moving away from his body. 

Jimin helps him get up, and leaves him to undress and to shower. He knows hot water will do magic on Yoongi and he tells him to take his time. He leaves him with a peck on his cheeks and goes to order something from the room service. Yoongi won’t want to eat but Jimin will try because Yoongi needs to. 

Thankfully Yoongi manages to eat something before Jimin’s attentive eyes, and once he says he’s full they both move to his bed. Jimin opens his arms to accommodate Yoongi, who swiftly seeks comfort hiding his face in Jimin’s neck. “Thank you for being here.” Yoongi whispers and Jimin kisses his hair. 

“Wouldn’t be anywhere else, love.” his lips say and then Yoongi raises his head a bit and kisses him. It’s small and tender, and Jimin doesn’t ask for more. He lets Yoongi do as he needs to, he lets Yoongi take what he needs. Neither of them questions Jimin’s slip-up, but it’s okay. Right now it’s just about making sure Yoongi is okay. 

When the sun rises, Jimin is the first one to wake up, it’s a rare occasion because he finds it really hard to open up his eyes in the morning, Yoongi is always already up, but the man must have been tired from the emotional fatigue his body went through the day before. Jimin slowly opens his eyes and he smiles tenderly to himself when he feels a weight on his chest, an arm around his body. 

Yoongi is resting his head on him, a mop of black and soft hair, and his arm is circling his body like Jimin is his lifeline. He should be terrified of the warm feeling that invades him when Yoongi moves closer to him, pulling Jimin’s body unconsciously close to his. But honestly, he can’t bring himself to because Jimin is not delusional to that point, he knows that he has developed deep feelings for Yoongi and he knows they won’t disappear even if he forced himself to. 

They’re there, inside his heart blooming like the most beautiful flower and taking up every single part of his garden. And Jimin doesn’t want to replace them or worse, root them out. He likes them and he wants to enjoy them if Yoongi wants to let the garden bloom more with him. 

It’s not the right time to talk about it though, not when Yoongi had the worst of the days just yesterday. Jimin relives it all in his mind, the way he thought Jeongguk wouldn’t make it out alive of his car, his panic, the fear of losing his best friend in the car, the fear of seeing Taehyung break down, the fear of seeing Yoongi hurt- he didn’t realize how much it all affected him as well. He can feel his eyes getting teary but as if Yoongi knew, the man just moves and rests his head on Jimin’s heart. 

Jimin lets only one tear slip past his eyes, and then he focuses on his hands carding Yoongi’s hair, it’s growing but he likes it like this. It’s been months now since he first went to the first race, it was March and it’s now the beginning of November and Jimin can’t believe how fast things have changed. 

How much he has changed. 

He wouldn’t have participated in watching a race not even in a million years if it wasn’t for his best friend is one of the twenty pilot racing in Formula 1, but now here he is, almost not missing even one because Jimin found a man that it’s worth his time, that makes him feel good and understood. Because Jimin thinks he found the one, and he doesn’t want to let go of him. 

His hands move to Yoongi’s back, tracing his spine slowly, as he thinks about it. He hopes it’s the same for Yoongi but if there’s one person he’d accept getting his heart broken from is Yoongi. Because Jimin knows he’ll do it tenderly, softly, because even if Yoongi doesn’t feel the same way, he still cares. But sometimes Jimin feels like Yoongi loves him, he likes to indulge in the thought of it because the way Yoongi looks at him seems so much like love has been there for a while now. 

Jimin can’t be sure, and he doesn’t want to get his hopes high but he also knows that he won’t be able to keep those three magic, yet fatal, words for himself much longer. They are nothing right now, but Jimin is so far gone, and not admitting it to himself would be the greatest lie. He’s in love with Yoongi, and he can’t even pinpoint when it happened, it just did. Maybe it’s for the better, because if he had noticed he would have probably backed out of it sooner. 

Now Jimin doesn’t want to, he wants to stay and he wishes Yoongi would want the same thing. 

Jimin feels Yoongi's lips graze his skin, “ ‘Morning.” his voice is husky, deep but also hoarse from the sobbing he did yesterday. 

“Morning, baby.” 

 “You think so loud you woke me up.” 

Jimin chuckles, if only Yoongi knew what he was thinking about. “Sorry, how are you feeling?” Jimin asks to deflect but also because he genuinely wants and needs to know. If possible Yoongi comes even closer to him, the arm around his body meeting with Jimin’s hand, their fingers intertwining. 

“Like a hoard of raging animals decided to run a marathon over me. But it can only get better from here, and you-” Yoongi stops for a moment, “You being here both yesterday and right now is helping a lot, thank you.” 

Yoongi moves so that he’s now looking at Jimin, he feels his breath itch when he sees Yoongi’s puffy eyes getting shiny again. “I think I would have handled it a lot worse if it weren’t for you.” 

Their lips meet halfway, both feeling the need to be close, to get closer and feel the other there. “I did nothing, but I’m glad to be helpful.” Jimin whispers with honesty, they’re facing each other, Yoongi’s hand under his cheeks and the other on Jimin’s waist. 

It’s a tender touch and Jimin can’t help but smile. Yoongi is so nice and delicate to him. 

“Do you want to talk about it?” Jimin tries because he doesn’t know if talking about it might help Yoongi or not. “You don’t have to, just if you want to get it all out. It’s okay if you just want to rest, and if you want to talk about something else just name it.” 

Yoongi leans to leave a peck on his lips. “You’re too cute for my own good.” he says and Jimin finds himself blushing. The hand that was on Jimin’s waist moves and Yoongi does too so that he silently invites Jimin to lean on him. Jimin does and he thinks Yoongi does it so he doesn’t have to look Jimin in the eyes while he speaks. 

It’s quick the way Yoongi cards his hands through Jimin’s black hair, and Jimin's hand finds his way on Yoongi’s covered torso. “I just- the fear of losing Jeongguk got the best of me yesterday, it never hit me that it could happen to him too. Like- you know when you stupidly and unconsciously think something’s just too far away for you to comprehend and feel but then it happens and it hits you twice as hard?” 

Jimin hums to make Yoongi understand he’s listening. 

“That’s exactly what happened, I always knew that accidents happen in this sport, and I saw racers die but it never sank in that it could happen to Jeongguk too and yesterday I just had a really, really ugly ice shower.” 

Yoongi brings Jimin’s hand to his lips, kissing his knuckles. “And I tried to deal with the aftermath alone, but you were there for me and you- you said all the right things that I rationally know too, but I’m also responsible for his car and just not being able to do anything for him at that moment was terrifying.” 

Jimin turns around to look at Yoongi, he knows the older chose that position so he wouldn’t have to look at Jimin in the eyes but Jimin needs Yoongi to look at him as he tells him his next words. “You were not at fault, okay? You said it right, you’re responsible for his car, you can’t do anything else when he’s out there with other racers. I was terrified too, and everyone could have blamed you for what happened but no one did. Because you have no fault in it.” Jimin says and with every word he pushes with his index finger on Yoongi’s chest, to send his point across. 

“Beating yourself over it won’t change what happened, and I can’t say it won’t happen again because let’s face it, racers have it bad for risking their lives and I can’t stand seeing you puking over the toilet alone for something you have no control over.” 

Yoongi meets his eyes, and Jimin sees a light flickering in them. Yoongi understands what he’s saying and Jimin thinks he won this round. “You’re right and I- I’m sorry you had to deal with me. You must have been worried sick too and I made it worse.” 

Jimin is tempted to slap Yoongi on his chest, and he does it because- “Bullshit. You would have done the same, hyung. And I had the chance to talk to Jeongguk, you didn’t get to do it properly so it hit you pretty hard. You were no bother to me, I just wanted you to feel better, honestly.” 

Yoongi caresses his cheeks, their lips meeting gently. “I’m so lucky to have you.” 

“You are.” 

“But Do I? Do I have you?” 

And there are a thousand things Jimin would love to say, I love you, Do you love me, too? Let’s try, please hyung let’s try but- “Yes, you have me. “ is all that leaves Jimin’s lips. Simple but honest. Because Yoongi can have him, Yoongi can have all of him and Jimin will give it to him without a second thought. 

Yoongi’s eyes are deep, filled with a promise Jimin desperately wants to hear out loud. “And you have me.” 

Jimin sees his lips moving first and then he hears what Yoongi is saying, he can’t repress the smile appearing on his face, his cheeks reddening. Yoongi’s gaze on him is strong and Jimin isn’t used to being looked at with something other than lust. Yoongi is looking at him with adoration, and being on the receiving end of it makes him feel special, “Why are you getting shy on me?” 

Yoongi won’t let him live if he speaks his mind so he just curls closer to him and moves him around, so he can rest his head again on Yoongi’s chest without looking him in the eyes. “You just have this way of looking at me and it’s different from everyone else.” 

“How do I look at you?” 

“Like you lo-” Jimin stops and freezes, he can’t believe he almost said it. He can’t believe he almost said that Yoongi looked at him like he loved him when Jimin is not even sure Yoongi does, it was just his wishful thinking and right now he might have ruined one of the most beautiful things that ever happened in his life. He’s so stupid- 

“But I do look at you like I love you.” Yoongi whispers but to Jimin’s ear it comes louder than bombs. Yoongi moves so that they again face to face, he tilts Jimin’s head, his finger under his chin and he makes their eyes meet. 

“Because I do, I love you Jimin-ah.” 

Jimin feels all the air inside his lungs leave them, leaving him speechless and breathless. He can’t believe that from his recklessness Yoongi is confessing to him, telling him what he had secretly wanted to hear for some time now. “You don’t have to say it back, I know I wasn’t being really sleek with my behavior with you and I know we never actually said anything about relationships. But since I met you I’ve just been happier and I don’t want to not have you in my life.” 

He can’t let Yoongi speak more so he just pulls him closer and makes their lips meet. He cups Yoongi’s cheeks, caressing the skin there and kisses him, telling him everything he can’t voice out loud. “I love you, too. Hyung, I love you so much.” Jimin says between pecks, they’re not really kissing because they’re smiling way too much for being able to do it. “And yeah, I get it we never talked about it but I’d like to try dating you- not like I said in Monaco-”

“Not just trying to sleep around and just accept it but actually putting effort in it and be with you, because I love you.” 

It feels strange on his lips, I love you, it always felt strange on Jimin’s lips but the more he says it to Yoongi the more it actually feels natural, it feels like it was weird all the time before because he wasn’t saying it to Yoongi. 

And Jimin even knows when he realized it for good, and it was on the previous night because seeing Yoongi like that made him realize that he was willing to do everything in his power to make Yoongi feel good again, and Jimin never felt an urge that strong before. “I love you too, so much-” Yoongi says, kissing him again, “So, can I take you out on a date?” 

“What? Now?” 

“Why not?” 

And just like that they have a date, but neither of them makes a move to get out of bed. Instead, they just enjoy the moment, warm in each other’s arms. “You know we can stay in if you don’t feel good about going out, it’s okay-”

“I think it’ll be good to go out and get a proper break with you, like we said yesterday- I, I really want it.” Yoongi says and Jimin can only nod at his wish. 

They spend some more time in bed, leisurely kissing and letting their hands travel down the other’s body. Jimin loves the way Yoongi’s hands feel on his skin, how expert he became in making Jimin feel good with just a light grace of his fingertips. But of course, when it comes to them, touches become caresses, then hold and sometimes scratches when Yoongi thrusts a little too hard inside Jimin. 

Kissing becomes harder, both of them panting when Jimin tries to find his balance on Yoongi’s cock, sinking down on it after having changed their positions. It always becomes something more because they just can’t keep their hands to themselves. And if they didn’t have any reasons to do it before, now, with their feelings out in the open, they don’t even consider holding back. “Hyung, I lo- uh, I love you.” Jimin whispers on Yoongi’s lips, kissing the side of it, his jaw, his neck and his chest. 

Yoongi can only moan, Jimin clenching around him and bringing them both over the edge. Jimin falls on Yoongi’s chest and he stays there, Yoongi holding him close by circling his body with one of his arms. “I love you.” Yoongi murmurs, his deep voice sending shivers down Jimin’s spine, not only because the man is tracing it with his long and slender finger that has been inside Jimin not long ago. 

When they both regain control of their breathing, they decide to go for the shower, together and if it takes them a little longer to get ready none of them is surprised. They just can’t get enough of each other, and Jimin almost loses count of the times they say I love you to each other, of the times they make the other come too. 

But when they actually get out of the hotel they’re staying in, Jimin thinks he can’t get any luckier. Because Yoongi knows his way around the city of Monza, and he decided to bring him to see “Villa Reale” and Jimin is just mesmerized by how beautiful and huge the place is, but mostly he can’t help but fall a bit harder for the man who’s holding his hand tight, dragging him around to explain endless curious facts about the architecture of the palace. “The place has more than seventy hundred and fifty rooms and they could only hold a maximum of five prince at a time.” 

“All those rooms hold only five princes?” 

“They had their personal staff with them, and no prince would accept to lessen it, of course.” 

Jimin nods, and he listens carefully because he’s entranced by Yoongi’s random knowledge. It’s a part of him he didn’t have the chance to discover yet, or at least not as deeply as he wanted to but now, now that he can hold his hand and squeeze it tight whenever he wants attention or a kiss, Jimin thinks he can discover every little aspect of Yoongi. Every flaw and but even more sweet and endearing detail and side, shades of him that will make him fall harder. 

But Jimin thinks that he fell harder for his flaws than for his pros, because even if sometimes Yoongi can be stubborn, hard to read and distant Jimin knows behind those attitudes there’s still the man he loves so much, and he loves him in spite and because of his pros and cons. And time proves him right, because after Monza there’s a race in Mexico, at the Hermano Rodriguez’s Circuit. Jimin couldn't be there to see Jeongguk win, and he couldn’t be either at the Austin race, in America. 

He was busy with some shootings, and since it was mid-November he had a lot of sets to be at, mostly for Christmas and New Years’. He was having fun and he was missing Yoongi hugely, and being away from him was pure torture mostly because it was harder to communicate with different time zones, and their schedule didn’t always match up. Yoongi would get nervous at it, sometimes angry because he just wanted to talk to Jimin but time wasn’t on their side. 

He wouldn’t get mad at Jimin, just at the situation and Jimin understood how to put up with it, because Yoongi also understood how to trust Jimin when they were far away, to just be patient when he would get mad and avoid talking to him till he steamed off. 

It was about getting to know the other and smooth out their angles. Jimin thinks they are doing a really great job at it and after missing Brasil’s race as well, he just couldn’t wait to get on an airplane with Taehyung and fly to Abu Dhabi for the last final race. 

“Aren’t you excited? If he wins this one Jeongguk will be World Champion and K-One will win as a team!” Taehyung says as they fly to get to both their men. 

Jimin smiles, “I just can’t wait to be there honestly, I missed it so much.”

“No, you missed him , that’s different. You still care shit about cars, my darling.” Taehyung calls him out and Jimin honestly can’t even deny it. He can’t wait to be back in Yoongi’s arms because he has really missed him so much, and hearing his voice over the phone just wasn’t enough. Now he gets why Taehyung would be upset when he is away from Jeongguk, it feels like not being able to live the moment with them. It’s like watching it slip past his finger, like running water and it’s frustrating and it just brings out insecurities that if they were together wouldn't be there. 

Jimin knows Yoongi loves him, he really does, but sometimes he is so quick to end their calls that Jimin fears Yoongi will get tired of him, and that leads to some argument solved with late-night video calls, where Yoongi explains that he just had to deal with work stuff- “ I want to be able to focus on you when we call, but I’ll try to be more careful and enjoy even the small chats we can have. I’m sorry I made you feel this way, I’ll try harder next time. I really love you, Jimin, I just miss you so fucking much.” 

And Jimin will have to learn to trust Yoongi, to trust that he isn’t going anywhere because when Yoongi loves, he does it with all his heart and soul. 

But also Yoongi will have to trust Jimin when ugly and filthy tabloid would come out, when magazines would not let him live even if Jimin openly said he was taken and he was dating. “ I swear it’s not true, hyung, he’s just a friend and we were talking- they always twist the truth and I love you, I wouldn’t ever-” 

“Min, baby, if you tell me it’s a lie I believe you, I just- sometimes I just find it hard to believe that you’re willingly staying with me when you could have someone way more attractive.” 

“If you don’t cut your bullshit I’m breaking up with you, right now.” 

But Jimin is now on his way to Yoongi, on his way to have the man he loves inside his arms. They had been theirs since the beginning, they had this conversation before on the phone, one night where Jimin was restless and Yoongi had a free moment to talk on the phone. What they have just happened naturally, and neither of them felt the urge to run away because it just came at the right time. No one was rushing, no one wanted it but they gladly accepted it. 

But it was so beautiful that Jimin feared it might slip away like a bottle of wine, he was terrified now that everything could end in disaster only because they didn’t have enough time to spend together- and it was silly thinking because just like it worked during the previous months, it could perfectly work now. “ I know that the label brings fear in our relationship, you feel more obliged but I swear, love, everything is going to be fine- we found our balance and there’s nothing that can make me not love you anymore.” 

And Jimin cried, he knew Yoongi heard him but the man just let him be because that was what Jimin needed. He didn’t need Yoongi to console him, to tell him not to cry, he only needed to hear those words because just like Jimin pretended at first he wasn’t having feelings for Yoongi, now he fell hard and fast. It scared him how fast but he wouldn’t change it, not when he’s been so h-

“Mimi?” Taehyung asks then, trying to get Jimin’s attention, “Are you happy?” 

Jimin doesn't even have to think about it, “Yes, I really am- I never felt like this before, it’s like-” 

“Like everything you went through before Yoongi suddenly disappeared?” 

Jimin nods, “He’s the one. I know he’s the one just like you know Gguk is the one for you. I’ve never fallen this strong for anyone in my life and it’s like no one else matters if it’s not him.” 

Taehyung nods, “I can understand, I’m happy you found it in Yoongi. You guys will make each other really happy.” 

Jimin feels the urge to hug his best friend, his soulmate but he can’t so he just rests his head on his shoulder. They fall asleep like that, as it always happens when they travel together. Maybe like that the flight will seem quicker to Jimin, so he’ll be in Yoongi’s arms soon.

There’s an exciting, thrilling atmosphere around the paddock that gets even more intense once Yoongi steps inside the box. It’s the final race of the season and at the end of it all, if everything goes like he hopes to, Jeongguk will be World Champion and K-One will be ranking first as a team. It’s surreal to think that it’s a possibility but Yoongi has to think straight and not let his emotion show. He can’t make any decision ruled by his heart right now. 

He needs to focus because Jeongguk got the pole position yesterday so he starts first, Chan right behind him and he needs to make sure everything goes right, that their strategy will work and that his mechanics are ready for anything. 

The race will start in a bit and both his racers are already in the box, they are getting ready and warming up. Jeongguk is with Ryujin, warming his neck, his arms and legs- Chan is dressing himself up, checking everything is in place. 

Yoongi feels hot all over due to his nerves but he can’t remove his jacket, because that’s part of his uniform and he doesn’t want to undress and remove the color of his team off of him. He tries to not think about Jimin finally coming to be with him, he knows he shouldn’t think about him right now but it’s inevitable and it’s also inevitable for him to look up to see if he’s already there. 

And Jimin is, of course he is there and he’s laughing at something Seokjin is telling him. Yoongi looks at him from afar for a while, Jimin is wearing the team’s merch- he has a hoodie with Jeongguk’s number on it, the color blue, white and red of the team all over. He looks so pretty and solar, Yoongi can’t believe that’s his boyfriend. 

It doesn’t take much for Jimin to sense Yoongi’s gaze on him and he winks at him. Yoongi can’t stay away from him another minute, even if they slept together the night before. He removes his headphones and walks up to them. “Could you come with me one second?” 

“No sex in the racer’s private room, Min Yoongi!” Seokjin says to him but Yoongi just pretends he didn’t hear anything from him. 

He just walks inside Jeongguk’s private room and pulls Jimin close in a hug. “Love, everything good?” Jimin asks, his cheeks squished against Yoongi’s chest. 

Yoongi nods, his chin on top of Jimin’s head, “I just needed you close for a moment.” he says, “I’m just nervous.” 

Jimin lets him have it his way and Yoongi actually feels him hugging Yoongi tighter, after a moment though Jimin pulls away to look at Yoongi, “It’s gonna be okay, even if he doesn’t win you’ll have enough points to rank first.” 

It makes Yoongi chuckle, “Look at you, all expert now.” and it’s true because they have won so many races that no other team would match their points, so technically they are already the winners but Yoongi doesn’t want to believe it, not until he won’t see Jeongguk with a trophy in his hands. 

Jimin smiles, “Seokjin just told me that.” he confesses honestly and it brings a burst of bright laughter out of Yoongi. “Now give me a kiss and go do your job.” Jimin continues and Yoongi obeys gladly. He kisses him and it should have been a sweet and quick peck, but Yoongi just deepens it a bit, their tongues meeting because he needs it. He needs to be grounded and Jimin does it, Jimin is perfect for him. 

When Yoongi leaves the room, he focuses for real and in no time the cars are getting out of the box to start the race. “ Do you hear me Gguk?” 

“Fine and dandy, let’s get this bread Hyung!” 

Yoongi chuckles, Jeongguk is so funny and he has the ability to brighten the mood even in a serious situation like this. “ Let them eat your dust.” he encourages him and when the lights turn off and all the cars speed up, that’s exactly what Jeongguk does. 

The race seems to last seconds and Yoongi doesn’t even realize that it’s over, that Jeongguk cuts through the finish line first. He’s only vaguely aware that he opens the communication to say that he’s first. Jeongguk screams in his ears, happy and excited. 

Yoongi hears the roar before he can actually grasp that Jeongguk won the race. He won, he won the World Champion’s title and K-One is the best team among the others. He feels a smile break on his face, as Jeongguk parks the car right where the winner should. He hops out of it and Jeongguk gets engulfed by all the mechanics and all the people who work for the team. 

Yoongi doesn’t even realize that he’s been pulled in it with Chan too, everyone taking them and throwing them up in the air, screaming joyfully about winning the title. It’s huge, Yoongi can’t help but laugh and shout in happiness too because they did it- the team did the impossible, the team did what others do in at least five years. They have done it in two and Yoongi just can’t believe it and he can’t help but feel tears streaming down his face in pure ecstasy because all the hard work, all the hours spent reading and analyzing data paid off. All the sacrifices were worth it and Yoongi can’t believe they actually won. 

And he doesn’t even realize it but he’s being dragged on the podium too, because in the last race who’s in charge of the team gets a trophy too as a representative for the Team itself. Yoongi is there, Jeongguk in the first place and Chan second and he would love to play it cool and be serious about it but he can see and hear the team scream happily for them, cheering them on as they get handled their trophies. 

The smile on his face is huge, especially when he spots Jimin in the crowd, screaming with Taehyung, Seokjin and also with Namjoon and Hoseok. They are all huddled together jumping around but Yoongi loses sight of them when he’s suddenly hit with not one, but two of his racer spraying with champagne. He’s soaking and he already feels pretty sticky but he couldn’t care less because they won, and they are celebrating it as traditions want in Formula 1- spraying each other with huge bottles of champagne. 

Jeongguk and Chan drink from theirs and then Jeongguk hands his to Yoongi who takes a big gulp from it. The beginning of huge and big celebrations. 

But Yoongi knows better, and he knows he has to calm down because the celebration will happen only tonight and before that he’ll have to take care of press, media, interviews and photos. It gets pretty crowded inside the box after everything and Yoongi would love to be able to go to Jimin and just kiss him, because he’s happy and he wants to share that happiness with him but his duties don’t allow him to. 

He hates it but in the end he also loves his job. He’s so happy today that nothing can ruin his mood probably- he gets a moment of break after the umpteenth interview of the day and he goes inside Jeongguk’s private room, because he needs a moment and a coffee. He doesn’t dare leave the box because he’ll get bombed by the media and paparazzi.

As he sips on his coffee he checks his phone. 

Love!!!

You won!!!!

I’m so happy oMG IM SO HAPPY 

I CAN’T WAIT TO KISS YOU 

I’ll be there as quickly as possible 

I CAN’T BELIEVE IT TOO BABY 

MANY KISSES PLEASE 

all the kisses you want

now hurry up and come to me!! 

I love you 

I love you too, Team Principal of K-One, best team of the season 

very much 

Yoongi giggles reading Jimin’s last message and the urge to wrap everything up and run to their hotel room is urgent and huge. But thankfully, a bit before dinner time he can finally close everything. “Is Taehyung waiting for you?” Yoongi asks to Jeongguk as they take the elevator together. 

“Yes, he’s been texting me all day long and I can’t wait to see him finally.”

Yoongi nods, “I get it-” he didn’t think he’d actually be able to get what Jeongguk was saying in the past, but now with Jimin is does. “Jimin has done the same.” 

“I’m so happy you found each other, hyung.” Jeongguk says, “And I’m so happy you’re my best friend too, I-” and Yoongi once again, gets him. Jeongguk has sacrificed everything to get where he is, he has sacrificed his teenage years, he has sacrificed having friends outside of his world, or at least the one who stayed are very little, and now he’s getting emotional because he’s realizing that it paid off, that it was worth it. 

He and Yoongi always worked together, side by side, to make the best car possible and to make sure Jeongguk could go win everything he deserved and wanted and now- 

Yoongi grabs Jeongguk by the arm and pulls him closer, “Thank you, Gguk. I love you.” he whispers right when the elevator stops on their floor. Yoongi pretends he’s not seeing Jeongguk crying and lets him be. Especially when after a meek and whispered I love you, too he runs to his room and Yoongi hears Taehyung scream in delight. 

As he walks to his room he wonders if Jimin is waiting for him like Taehyung is waiting for Jeongguk but the moment he unlocks the door he gets engulfed by a pair of arms, and suddenly a pair of lips he can’t ever get enough of are on his. “You did so good, baby!” Jimin says between kisses, but their smiles are so huge that they can’t kiss for longer. 

“You won!!” Jimin continues and when Yoongi looks at him he sees that there are tears pooling in the corner of his eyes- “I’m so happy for you-” 

“I love you so much.” Yoongi says, pulling Jimin closer and kissing him because he can’t believe Jimin was crying happy tears because his team won. When did Yoongi become so lucky? “I love you so fucking much.” he hears Jimin giggle on his lips, leaving a peck on them. 

“I love you, too, baby but you won!! Aren’t you happy?” Jimin asks and Yoongi nods because he is, he is so much that it’s hard for him to put it into words so he just takes Jimin in his arms and jumps with him on the mattress in their bedroom. 

It’s not sexual, Jimin hugs him close and kisses his face all over and Yoongi can’t help but laugh. He tickles Jimin, almost making him lose his breath. “Please stop, stop!!” and Yoongi has mercy on him and leaves him be. 

Jimin settles on his lap then, his hands behind Yoongi’s neck. He makes their lips meet, it’s just a slow slide of lips, enjoying being together and the closeness. “I can’t believe I won.” Yoongi says then and Jimin smiles at him, pushing him down on the mattress. Yoongi feels his hand travel up his chest, and his eyes are set on Yoongi’s. 

“And you deserve a prize for it, don’t you think?” Jimin whispers in his ears, his chest pressing on Yoongi’s. Their lips meet again, this time it’s a bit more heated than before, Jimin moves his hips on his crotch and Yoongi feels he might start getting hard. His hands travel down Jimin’s body, settling on his hips. 

“But we gotta get ready for the party first!” Jimin says suddenly getting up and leaving Yoongi alone on the bed. Yoongi groans and he hears Jimin giggle as he enters the bathroom starting a shower. 

But Yoongi soon gets up because he’s just way too happy for everything and he quickly undresses to join Jimin inside the shower. He has to shower too, nonetheless, for the celebration party. But as soon as he gets in, Jimin pushes him against the tiles and gets on his knees for him, taking him inside his mouth and giving Yoongi the best blowjob he has ever received. 

Jimin bops his head up and down, making Yoongi feel incredibly good and he’ll be embarrassed for how hard and fast he comes if only it wasn’t that Jimin was absolutely good and he knows exactly what Yoongi likes. The man swallows Yoongi’s cum and slowly he moves up, kissing his chest and his mouth. 

Yoongi doesn’t even care he can taste himself on Jimin’s tongue. He just wants to have Jimin as close as possible and he knows he can’t have him how he wants right now because if they don’t start getting ready they’ll be late but he hopes he can have him in the future, that Jimin could be with him for a long time. 

And it’s a thought that sticks with him even when they get dressed, suit and tie, and as they get to the hotel hall where everyone is waiting for the Team Principal and the two racers to start celebrating. He thinks about having Jimin around as he drinks champagne from a flute and as he puts a hand on Jimin’s waist when the younger leans close to him when they talk to Seokjin and Hoseok, “I think we’ll spend Christmas in Seoul at Jin’s-” Hoseoks is telling them both and Yoongi thinks how nice would it be to be able to spend Christmas with Jimin too. 

And that’s another thought that doesn’t leave his mind, because now that December is there, now that in Seoul will be snowing Yoongi can’t think about anything else but have Jimin with him, close to him, spending cold mornings in bed, making them warm. He wants to feel warm inside and he wants to give Jimin all the love he can. 

So that’s why after several speeches from Jeongguk about his win, one from Chan and one from both Seokjin and Yoongi, when Yoongi opens the door of his hotel’s room and Jimin is right there with him, looking beautiful under the moonlight, Yoongi can’t help himself. 

He pulls Jimin closer, one hand on his cheek, thumbs caressing the skin, and the other on his waist. Their lips meet, a soft and sweet peck- “Love, would you like to spend Christmas with me?” Yoongi whispers on Jimin’s mouth. He can feel the younger smiling. 

As he feels Yoongi’s cock pushing past his rim, Jimin thinks he can’t ask for anything better at this moment. Not when he’s feeling Yoongi this close, on his bed, at Yoongi’s home in Seoul. It feels surreal to be here, even if by now Jimin has been in it already. 

Would you like to spend Christmas with me?  

Saying Yes has been the greatest decision Jimin has ever taken, because he’s enjoying Yoongi free of any kind of stress and it’s a balm to the both of them. Jimin moans as Yoongi starts to thrust up, slowly, inside of him. 

Jimin arrived some days ago since before that he had to shoot commercials and shoots, indeed, for Christmas. But it seems that both him and Yoongi can’t really keep their hands to themselves, and well, when Jimin decided to wear his red laced lingeries he didn’t want Yoongi to hold back. 

“I love you so much.” Yoongi says as he pushes his dick deeper inside Jimin and his words make him feel all kinds of ways. He cups Yoongi’s cheeks and brings their lips together, it’s hard to kiss like this though because they’re both panting, the pleasure making it hard for them to do anything else but enjoy each other’s body. 

“I lov- uh you too , god hyung, there there-” Jimin says when Yoongi hits his prostate over and over, the man has his mouth on his neck as well, one of his hands playing with his nipple and Jimin feels incredibly hot under Yoongi’s ministration. He feels worshipped and Jimin can’t ever have enough. 

They shouldn’t be doing this right now, Jimin really shouldn’t be feeling this good, with Yoongi inside of him, hitting his sweet spot making him feel his body like jelly. They shouldn’t be making love, and Yoongi shouldn’t be marking Jimin’s collarbone, licking and sucking to leave a mark only Jimin will know it’s there. 

They shouldn’t because in an hour their friends will come to Yoongi’s house to celebrate Christmas’ Eve together and they should start setting up the table and not feeling each other up like this. But it’s just so hard when they are together not to touch each other- 

“You can’t do this to me-” 

“Do what?” 

“Walking around wearing only that and expecting me to not do anything.” 

“I want you to want me more, hyung-” 

And well, Jimin should have known it would have led to this. He’s not complaining though, not when Yoongi makes him forget his own name when he fucks into him this hard and good, just like Jimin likes. 

It doesn’t take much for Jimin to come when Yoongi keeps on hitting his prostate, and Jimin could count on his finger the time someone made him come untouched but with Yoongi he actually lost count. Yoongi spills inside of him a few thrusts later, Jimin clenching around him from oversensitivity. “Do you think they’ll be here soon?” 

“I think we don’t have much time to cuddle, yes.” 

Jimin giggles, Yoongi knows him too well by now and he likes the thought of it a lot. Yoongi pulls out of him, getting up to take a towel and remove the sticky cum off their body. Once he’s done he comes back to bed and Jimin just wraps himself around Yoongi, his legs tangling with Yoongi’s. They are facing the other and Jimin leans into the touch of Yoongi’s finger, who’s removing a stray lock of his black hair. “I was thinking of dying them.” 

“Yeah?” 

“Orange, I think it’ll suit me.” 

Yoongi nods, “Every color suits you just fine.” the older man says and Jimin slaps his chest playfully. 

“You say it only because you’re biased and pretty much in love with me.” 

“And what if I am?” 

Jimin just shushes him with a kiss, but they both smile at it. It’s hard not to smile when he’s with Yoongi, whenever he’s with the man he feels his entire being relaxed, joyful and just like he’s laying under the sun with a nice breeze blowing. Being with Yoongi is peaceful even during their storms. 

He should thank Taehyung for having an interest in Formula 1 or else he wouldn’t have been able to meet Yoongi, to meet the love of his life and the man he hopes to never lose. “You’re unbelievable.” Jimin says, pulling his lips away from Yoongi’s but still staying close to him, his hand on Yoongi’s chest. 

He shivers feeling Yoongi’s hand running down his spine, his finger tracing the length of it and moving on his hips. “Oh, and wait to see my Christmas gift for you- that will be unbelievable.” and the thing is that Jimin tried more than once to have Yoongi spoil his gift but he never succeeded. He didn’t think it would have been that hard but he just won’t crack and the man promised to give it to him only on Christmas day. 

Jimin hates waiting so he’s trying everything to make him say it but Yoongi uses it to tease him, at every chance he gets. “Well, then you won’t have any more of this ‘till you tell me.” Jimin says, pointing at himself but not making any move to leave Yoongi’s side. 

Yoongi smiles at him, gummy and sweet, and Jimin feels himself falling a bit harder, a bit more for the man. He then moves, hovering over Jimin and kissing him, their lips parting to make their tongues meet. “I’d love to discuss how you won’t be able to resist me with you, but we have to get ready now.” Yoongi teases getting up from the bed and Jimin whines, he doesn’t want to leave Yoongi’s side but he also can’t wait to spend a beautiful night with Taehyung and Jeongguk. 

Seokjin and Hoseok will be there too, and Namjoon is able to join them as well. 

It’s the first time that Jimin celebrates Christmas’ Eve with someone other than just Taehyung and Jeongguk and it’s the first time that he also has someone more than just a friend by his side, and Jimin likes how it makes him feel. He never thought that Yoongi could change his life so much and drastically, that he could make him see what Love really is but here he is, heart-eyeing his boyfriend who’s choosing the clothes for the night, naked in front of his wardrobe. 

Jimin decides to get up as well, and together they start getting ready. After that they start fixing the table as well. It’s very domestic and Jimin notices how they already learned how to move around each other inside Yoongi’s kitchen. “Do you think Gguk did it?” 

“Dying his hair blond?” 

“Yeah, Tae was telling me they made a bet months ago. If Jeongguk won the title he would have to dye his hair blond but Taehyung would have to tattoo Gguk’s number on his body.” Jimin explains as he sips on a glass of wine, his body leaning against the kitchen counter, watching as Yoongi is cutting an onion to finish preparing a dish. “They were probably drunk when they decided to do it.” 

Yoongi chuckles, “I think so too- but I guess we’ll find out tonight. Oh, baby, is it out that shoot you did for Chanel? The one with the blue velvety jacket and the Chanel choker?” Yoongi asks him and Jimin knows it’s silly, but he feels his stomach fill with butterflies because Yoongi is always so supportive and interested in what he does. Jimin’s former partner never actually cared, not even the one who would tell Jimin they loved him. Jimin only discovered what love really is with Yoongi. Yoongi is someone who cares, who asks and who also argues with him from time to time. 

But Jimin would rather fight every day with Yoongi than having a false love by his side. He moves a bit to leave a peck on Yoongi’s cheeks. “It should be out tomorrow, and hopefully it will calm everyone down since that photo of me and you going grocery shopping was taken.” 

“Well, let them talk, they’re just jealous because I got the best boyfriend in the world and they don’t.” Yoongi says nonchalantly and Jimin laughs out loud, holding on to his arms to not fall and lose balance. 

“You’re just so corny.” 

“But you love me.” 

“I do.” 

They share a small kiss, and it’s not as long as Jimin wishes because right then the doorbell rings- “I’ll go take it.” he says so that Yoongi can keep on working on preparing the meal. 

It’s Seokjin and Hoseok who arrive first, they hand Jimin a bottle of red wine that he settles on the table. “It’ll be perfect with the meat hyung is preparing.” Jimin suggests and Hoseok beams while Seokjin offers to go help Yoongi in the kitchen. 

Jimin and Hoseok stay in the dining room, “You look different.” Jimin says to Hoseok because he’s shining and his smile is more radiant than ever. 

“Oh god- is it that evident?” Hoseok asks, touching his cheeks which are heating up. “He asked me to move in with him.” Jimin screeches at the sound of it and Hoseok laughs out loud. 

“Everything good there?” Yoongi asked worriedly.

“Yes, hyung! Nothing to worry about!” Jimin says back and he just hugs Hoseok super tight because he’s so happy for his friend. 

It’s nice chatting and talking with Hoseok about it, it’s nice having friends over and hearing Yoongi laugh with Seokjin in the kitchen. It’s nice waiting for Jeongguk and Taehyung to come, but as Jimin expected they arrive last. 

Namjoon joins them ten minutes after Hoseok and Seokjin arrive, bringing them a plant that can stay inside and that doesn't need much attention. Jimin smiles because he learned that Namjoon loves plants so much and him bringing them one as a gift is very cute and thoughtful. 

Quickly enough though Taehyung and Jeongguk arrive too, and they all gasp when Jeongguk displays his blond hair. It suits him very well and they all compliment him but that those mean that-

“So you did the tattoo?” Jimin asks Taehyung as they wait for Yoongi and Seokjin to bring everything to the table. 

Taehyung’s cheeks get red and he nods, “But I can’t show you.” he says and both Jimin and Hoseok look at him frowning. “It’s here-” Taehyung points to his hip, right under the bone. It can be easily concealed by his underwear, only for Jeongguk to see-

“Oh, I get why we can see it- did Jeongguk put his mouth on it by any chance?”

Hoseok laughs out loud when he sees the face Taehyung does after Jimin’s words and that’s the symphony Jimin hears all night. His friends are laughing, mocking each other and just having fun together. Bottles of wine sip away quickly and way too quickly the night ends and Jimin is waving goodbye to everyone at the door, Yoongi right beside him, one hand on his waist. 

When the door closes Jimin leans on Yoongi’s chest but he soon turns around, he looks at the clock on the wall and sees that it’s past midnight. “So, now it is Christmas, can you give me my gift please?” 

And he expects for Yoongi to roll his eyes, or to tease him more, he doesn’t expect for him to laugh, endearment in his eyes, and  to lean closer touching Jimin’s lips with his. “Wait here.” he says and Jimin watches him disappear to where he knows the bedroom is. 

When he comes back he takes Jimin by the hand and opens the front door, guiding Jimin outside and he doesn’t know what they are doing. “Hyung, did you gift me a star? Is that why we’re going outside?” 

“What? Baby for how romantic that sounds, my gift is a bit more materialistic than that.” he chuckles and Jimin feels the urge to make the smirk on his face disappear with a kiss. But he can’t do that because suddenly Yoongi stops and asks him to close his eyes. 

Jimin does and he also extends a hand like Yoongi asks, he’s allowed to open them only when Yoongi thinks his position is perfect. Jimin knows they are out on the road but he doesn’t know what he should expect, but when Yoongi puts something in his hand and he opens his eyes-

“Is this a car key?” Jimin asks, looking at Yoongi with a frown, but he takes the key closer to his eyes and analyses it. 

“I know you don’t like cars as much as I do, or as Taehyung and Jeongguk- actually, like all your friends do but I remembered how fun you had driving it and you looked really happy so I thought-” 

“You gifted me a Porsche?!” Jimin yells because he can’t believe it. The pieces of the puzzles start settling together and it makes perfect sense that Yoongi would remember that afternoon where they went driving together in their rented cars. And Jimin also remembers how easy and fun it was to drive that car. He even wished to own it instead of just having rented it. “You gifted me a 911 GTA?!” 

“Do you like it? Because I can give it back or re-sell it and get you something you really like if you don’t-” 

Jimin doesn’t let him finish, he just runs to him and kisses him on the lips. The look Yoongi gives him is relieved and a smile starts settling on his face. “I love it hyung, I couldn’t actually stop thinking about her. This is amazing, oh my god.” he continues, but words soon die in his throat when he sees the way Yoongi is looking at him. 

“What is it?”

“Nothing, you’re just so beautiful.” Yoongi says and Jimin hides in his chest, Yoongi circles him with his arms. “I’m glad you like it.” 

“I love it.” Jimin says, still hiding and enjoying the moment with Yoongi. It’s cold outside but he doesn’t care because Yoongi’s body is keeping him warm. “I love you.” 

“I love you too, but you’re shivering baby, we should get inside.” Yoongi suggests, pulling away so that Jimin can look into his eyes. Jimin shakes his head, he has a different idea. 

“Can we go for a ride first?” 

Yoongi smiles, he kisses him. “As you wish.” he says. 

Jimin loves the gift, he really does. But what he loves the most is that it wasn’t his only gift, because the day after, after Yoongi touched him in the sweetest of ways, after Jimin let their lips slide together, with their bodies still fleshed together Yoongi gives him another key. “So you can use your new car to come back here, to come back home.” Yoongi whispers to him and Jimin feels his heart doing loops inside his ribcage. 

“I love you so much.” Jimin says on Yoongi’s lips, he kisses him. 

Maybe Jimin now loves cars a little bit more.