Kyuhyun enjoyed racing. The smell of the gas, the pedals beneath his feet, and the adrenaline rushing through his veins. It was all so wonderful and Kyuhyun just loved it all. There was just one thing that the boy loved more, and that was star-gazing.  Kyuhyun layed down on the grass, breathing in the fresh air. Since the police declared that street racing was banned, the boy spent more and more of his time underground to practice, so this was one of those rare nights that he got to watch the stars.

Kyuhyun loved the stars, planets, and everything. He never told anyone about this, as that last line went through his head, a small pain went through his chest. Coughing slightly, the boy sat up, and wondered why that happened. Was there someone he did tell? he does remember a childhood friend long ago... Sighing in frustration, Kyuhyun got up and descided to head back underground and practice his racing, never know when the next competition will be next.

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Ryeowook laughed as he walked with his fellow companions, he had breaken his own record and couldn't wait until he could get back and practice some more. He kept shaking his head as he followed them to the bar, Ryeowook wasn't much of an alchohal person, but he guessed one drink wouldn't hurt anyone. Besides, as his friends had said, it was time to celebrate! 

Ryeowook slowed down his walking, thinking about the tracks. Unlike others, Ryeowook didn't like racing for the adrenaline, he just did it for fun. Yeah, the boy had a passion for it, but it wasn't like mosts. He did it for his father, and his friend.  His father had always pushed Ryeowook into doing things, and the boy just shied away, but once his father died, everything changed. Everytime the redhead got behind the wheel, and buckled himself, he could swear he felt his father right next to him, cheering him on continuiosly.

Realising that he lagged a bit behind the rest of the group, so he jogged back up to them right as they walked through the door. Ryeowook looked around, seeing as this was the first time the boy was in a bar. There was every type of person in there, and it kinda of scared the boy, honestly. Shaking off the fear, Ryeowook ordered a small, light beverage, only too have his friend at a quarter of Vodka into it. "Just give it a try, Wookie!" Sungmin said once the boy had scrunched his nose at the smell.

Whimpering once everyone else started encouraging the boy to drink it, Ryeowook finally grabbed the glass and gulped it all in one shot, shuddering and wincing as it racked through his body.  Bringing a hand up and coughing into it, the boy glared at his friends, before leaving to go to the bathroom.

The boy started wondering if this might have been a club, seeing how there was a lot of people walking and wondering everywhere.  The boy whimpered and bowed in apology as he bumped into a body, only to bump into another as he made his way to the bathroom. Sighing in relief once the boy made it to his destination.

Walking straight to the sink, the boy imediately washed his face and mouth out, shivering at the cold water slightly before turning off the faucet and grabbing paper towels and wiping the remaining water off his face just as another male made it into the restroom, causing Ryeowook to awkwardly bow and advert his gaze quickly.

After throwing away the crumpled towels, Ryeowook headed to the door, only to be shoved against the wall and his hands trapped above his head. Frightened eyes looked up into dark, terrifying eyes. Before Ryeowook could say anything, rough chapped lips covered his own. Eyes widening in relazation, the redhead squirmed, or atleast attempted too, seeing how strong this male is. But apparently the squirming helped alittle, seeing as the bigger male released Ryeowook's lips.

Whimpering slightly, Ryeowook pulled for his hands to be released, only for the other male to coo softly at him. "No no, don't want to be in big trouble, now do you?" He said roughly, before ping Ryeowook's jacket, noticing a locket that the boy was wearing, sneering up at Ryeowook's face, he grabbed the chain and pulled roughly, ripping it off his owner. "Y-yah, leave that alone!" The boy finally said, quite fiercely.

The man only laughed at the comment. "So the little boy does actually have a voice! Who would have thought." Ryeowook heard the man say, before thrashing his arms, trying and trying to get his hands free. The man smirked at the weak attempts, dangling the locket in his hand. "So this locket is special, eh? Did your little girlfriend give it to you?" He said roughly before tossing it behind himself.

Ryeowook's eyes followed it as it hit the floor, before turning to the other male, glaring as he kneed him in the crotch. The male grunted as he fell to his knees, freeing Ryeowook's hands, the boy kicking him in the stomach before reaching for the locket, grabbing it and running out of the bathroom and back to his friends.

Ignoring his friends questions, Ryeowook added another drink, heavier than the last, and gulped it all down before sighing loudly and walking towards the exit, telling his friends he'll wait on them. Walking out into the cool, night air, feeling it hit his face, Ryeowook couldn't ask for more as he looked at his locket, and thankful the only the chain had been harmed. Ryeowook couldn't help but smile as he opened and looked at the picture, seeing it unharmed in everyway.

After staring at himself and his.... Friend, the boy couldn't help but touch the other side of the picture, and see the little note he had left for him. Laughing softly in pain and fear, the boy looked up into the sky and stars, breathing deeply. Smiling at the fact that he knew his love was under the same sky.