"You honestly think this is going to work?" I snarled, glaring at the intern who sat there with his ear phones in while a patient waited outside the cubicle.

"I'm so sorry, doc" he apologized, following me out as I walked towards the OT.

"This better be the last time I see you like that" I warned, slipping into the dressing rooms.

The temperature in the OT was too cool against my face as the rest of my body was kept warmer by the scrubs underneath and the lead jacket was too heavy as usual. The glove felt tight against my skin as I made an incision. The sound of x-rays snapping and a colleague humming a tune was all I could hear as we quietly started the surgery.

Two hours later, with rock music playing in the background, one of the resident surgeons did the stitches as I took my gloves off and tried to aim them towards the bin. "Put it in!" The nurse laughed and I gave it a throw, as always, it went in.

It had been a long day, two surgeries and three hours in the out patient department later, I squeezed myself into the comfort of my car, throwing my head back against the rest as I checked my phone for all the updates I'd missed through out the day.

Swiping everything off the screen, my thumb paused at that one notification that caught my eye. Grinning wide, I tapped it open.

Jungkook: Hey, are you free tonight?

"Yes" I muttered to myself before typing out the same thing as a response.

Waiting for another text, I looked out of the window only to notice the night duty doctors coming in as the other ones slid their cars out of the lot to disappear towards their homes. Another buzz in my lap and my head snapped towards it,

Jungkook: I'm street racing tonight. Would you like to come watch?

Jungkook: It'd be great if you came..

I had to think about it. I had never been to any such thing as a street race before. Was now a good idea to actually try it out just because a stranger I met a day before invited me to it? Even if I was going, I wasn't going alone.

Calling Jimin, I waited for the man to answer and he did after a ring or two. "Don't tell me you forgot to pick something up.." He trailed off.

"No, no. I just, do you wanna go out tonight. I'm bored" I tried to sound as casual as I could.

"What do you have in mind?" He laughed, with peaked interest.

"We could go watch a street race. I heard it's happening somewhere closer to the arcade" I bit my lip, hoping he'd agree.

"Alright, what time?"

"In two hours. I'll pick you up"

Shuffling the phone back onto my lap, I typed out a reply, agreeing to come before heading home straight for a shower and some food.

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"You said the race was somewhere near the arcade" Jimin narrowed his eyes at the dark street ahead. The closer we got to the track, the louder the shouts and hoots became.

"Oh my God, I think this is a bad idea Jae!"

"Calm down Jimin" I laughed, looking over to my side to pinch the man's cheek. "Let's go have some fun".

I had told Jimin everything about Kook and the stupid ditched date, because the moment we started walking towards the mob of people, Jimin began teasing me. "Kookie senpai where are you~" he cooed in my ear, earning a groan as we pushed past people to get to the front rows.

"Come for me senpai~" he sang again.

"Shut up!" I laughed, eyes scanning  for the man.

"What does he look like? Fit?Handsome? Just like me?" Jimin nudged my side as I tried not to fall forward towards the cars parked there.

A minute of two later, five men walked out of the garage on the side but I recognized only one- Jungkook.

"Hey!" Jimin yelled, lifting his hand high up in the air, "Jae is here for you!", not knowing who Kook even was.

And that, like waving a huge red flag in front of a bull, caught Jeon's attention because the next thing i knew, he was jogging towards us, his black leather jacket hugging him tight as his pants looked like they were second skin. And there was that sinful smile, growing wider and wider as he got closer and closer and before I knew it, he was only inches away, "Thank you so much for coming!" He grinned.

"Uh, sure! I wanted to watch you race anyway" I replied spontaneously, a smile forming on my face. Jungkook's attention was soon on Jimin and for a second there was mute silence before one of them decided to break it, "I'm Jungkook".

"As in Jeon Jungkook?" Jimin stretched his hand forward, "I didn't know it was you man, I mean, I'm a big fan" he grinned, shaking hands with his right, as his left hand curled around my wrist, fingers digging into my skin.

It was a habit of Jimin's, to hold onto something  very tight when he was too scared or too excited. On this occasion, I considered it to be the latter.

"I've to go" Jungkook moved, his eyes stalling on mine for a second too long as he mumbled, "I'll see you guys at the finish line?"

"Yeah, good luck" my hands felt clammy and my heart began to pound as he whispered a thanks before rushing  towards his car. He looked sinful, sitting inside a car like that, dressed in all black, his hair falling onto his forehead this time, lips not very plump but pink and kissable-

"Senpai~~" Jimin squealed making me slap his side. The sound of engines revving filled the air before the cars shot off like bullets towards the long road ahead.

A breath I didn't know I was holding left my lungs as the crowd began to disperse and I turned to the man next to me, "Bringing you along was such a bad idea".

"Oh Kookie, I've always wanted to watch you race anyway~" he laughed, imitating me,"more like I've always wanted to watch you jerk off to me"

A smack on the back and a kick in the ass later, Jimin and I were back in the car, ice candies in our hands as he quietly sucked on it.

"I'm a big fan! Please punch me in the face daddy" It was my turn to tease back as I recalled how Park Jimin, one of the best surgeons on my team turned into a fifteen year old fan boy.

"First of all, you didn't tell me the Jungkook you told me about was 'the' Jeon Jungkook. He's consistently been on top of the formula one charts, how would you not recognize a celebrity like that? " He reasoned, "second of all, he's your daddy. You were stripping him with your eyes Jae".

"No, I wasn't! He's attractive, that is all" I pursed my lips, hiding a smile as Jimin muttered out, "sure thing!" and we drove over to the finish line, taking the designated short cut like the rest of the crowd, waiting.

Our time in waiting for put to use effectively as Jimin helped me Google things about the man as he tried to explain how good Kook was at what he does. "You should stay back tonight after the race" Jimin suggested as we got out of the car, and I shook my head. "He only invited me to watch the race, Jiminie. There's nothing more to it"

"He wants to turn it into a date" he argued as we stood at the black and white finish line.

"Yeah, a date" I laughed, pointing at all the people screaming Jungkook's name.

A roll of Jimin's eyes and his car came into sight, tires screeching due to the friction as it shot forward, dust rising behind, fast approaching the red ribbon tied end to end. I caught a glimpse of Jungkook shifting the gears as he looked to his side, eyes searching for something until they caught my own and before I knew it, he was gone. The car slowed and came to a halt a few meters away, pulled over to the side as the screams and cheers only got louder and louder. The man stepped out of his car oh-so-gracefully before making his way towards me.

"He's going to ask you to stay"

"Shut up, Jimin!"

"Say yes, if he does"

"Shh!"

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