Late Night Race (1/1)

Chen woke up the next morning, immediately holding a hand to his head as he sat up right. Getting suddenly dizzy with the sudden movement. He looked around the room; he was home so that was a good sign.He got up slowly, making his way to the kitchen to get himself water to help with his hangover. He didn’t remember getting that drunk last night but then again… he walk (practically staggered) back to look in his bedroom at his bed. Empty.  Why did he expect that fiery, red head to be there? Now that he thought back on it, the night had seemed to go by faster than he had originally thought it had. But as the images of last night flashed through his mind everything was going at lightning speed between the two of them and he almost couldn’t keep track of what memory came first.He looked around the room. No trace of the boy whatsoever. Chen tried his hardest not to smack his head with his hand because of his stupidity. Of course he had scared the boy off, after the remark he had made afterwards.  ‘What the hell Chen, why the fuck would you say that?’  He mentally slapped himself over and over again, questioning his sanity.He turned around to go back to the kitchen, tripping over something when he passed behind the couch. He stopped; kneeling down to pick of the object he had tripped over, it was a belt, but not his belt. As he inspected it something else caught his eye. He looked onto the couch and noticed his clothes neatly folded with his belt on top and his shoes placed at the bottom of the couch. He couldn’t help but smile; this guy must work as a maid if some sort.  He had totally forgotten what the boy had said he did.He took the belt into his room, setting it on his dresser next to the dog tag necklace that the boy had lost on their first day meeting. He shook his head; he really needed to return that.He took a pain pill before making his way to the bathroom to take a shower. Although he felt like everything was physically in a slow motion his mind raced a mile a minute. It flashed with different images of the night before; arriving at the club with Chanyeol, sitting down with the boy and his friends while having a couple drinks. ‘No, it was more than that.’  They had probably bought half the bar. He laughed to himself as he remembered playing their specialized game of I Spy. He also remembered the red haired boy practically climbing into his lap, begging for him.Chen mentally cursed himself, why was he having a hard time remembering the boys’ name? He wracked his brain for a couple seconds before it hit him. Xiumin! The boys’ name was Xiumin. The images of the night flashed behind his closed eyes, but only in short bits; the feeling of his kiss, his hands playing along his body as they stretched out on the bed, and his inner heat when they came together. He felt the air around him suddenly heat up. He looked down before letting his head fall back, smacking himself on the forehead, now he had a problem to deal with.~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          Once he was out of the shower Chen quickly grabbed his clothes to get changed. As he was changing he heard his phone ring. He pulled it out of his back pocket and held it to his ear. “Yeboseyo?” he answered. Who would be calling him on his day off?“Ay Chen!” Chen immediately knew the giants voice. He kept himself from rolling his eyes and smacking his forehead; of course, only Chanyeol would call him whenever he felt he wanted to. Should he hang up? He sometimes questioned why he had hired Chanyeol in the first; but then again, he did look good on paper.

“What do you want Yeol?”  Chen slipped his shirt on before resting his phone in between his ear and his shoulder.“Well that’s not a very nice way to greet your friend.” Chanyeol laughed.‘I’ll just let him think we’re friends,’  but in all reality Chen felt that Chanyeol wanted to be his friend, but Chen thought Chanyeol was just a giant idiot who had no friends. But being the nice person he was, Chen just went along with whatever Chanyeol wanted to do.“What did you call for Chanyeol?”  Chen asked, slippingon his shoes.“Well there’s a party goin’ on tonight and I didn’t wanna go alone,” he paused, “so I was wondering if you wanted to go with me.” He sounded hopeful.Chen thought about it for a second, looking over at the belt and necklace that sat on his dresser. Maybe he would see the boy again, and then he could return his stuff to him. “Will there be anyone I know there?” Chen asked.“Maybe, maybe not,” He could hear the smile in Chanyeols’ voice, “you’ll just have to show up and see.” He laughed again.Chen smirked. Stupid Chanyeol, always playing games by not giving him all the information, “Okay, fine.”“Alright great. See you later Chen. Chen closed his phone after Chanyeol hung up. He shook his head with a smile, he would never get used to Chanyeol always calling him like this.* * *Xiumin woke up hours later; feeling better now that he no longer had a brain splitting headache and his body wasn’t as sore.He heard his phone ring. He rolled over picking up his hand and holding it to his ear. “Yeboseyo?” He asked, ruffling a hand through his hair with half closed eyes.“Xiumin.” It was Kyungsoos’ voice, he sounded disturbed.“Kyungsoo?” Xiumin sat up immediately, opening his eyes. “What’s wrong?”“You need to come to the compound; the Dom wants you, me, and Sehun.” He paused, “You don’t have to rush, but from what Sehun said it was something that he wanted us to be there for.”“Kyungsoo—” He heard a click and then the dial tone. He closed his phone, running a hand through his hair. Just when he thought had a break from work here he was, finding himself busy anyway.He looked over at the clock, it was 3:00 PM. He slinked out of bed, grabbing some clothes along the way to the bathroom to take a shower.He felt like he was in slow motion as he washed his hair and his body, the warm water was nice and calming but his body itself felt exhausted. He let himself sink down, sitting on the floor of the shower as he leaned his back against the wall, letting the water run over his face.He closed his eyes, relaxing his body in the warmth of the water and the steam that surrounded him. He felt himself falling asleep when suddenly images flashed across his brain; warm breath on his neck, lips on his, trailing down his chest, hands touching his skin, those hands touching him everywhere…’  He sat up abruptly, his eyes flying open. Oh god, what had he been thinking just now?He leaned forward, turning on the knob for the cold water; he was going to need a cold shower after those thoughts.~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          When he was finally finished he got dressed, tying his black bandana around his head as he always did when he was going to the compound; he looked in the mirror at his reflection before heading out, he was ready for whatever was coming his way.He strolled along the sidewalk, taking in all the different sights, sounds and smells that appeared throughout the city; he noticed that if you didn’t slow down and actually look at what was around you then you missed so many different and interesting things that were there.Once he arrived at the edge of the fence for the compound he slipped through a hole near the bottom, he really didn’t want people knowing he was here, or at least his way to get out fast if there was a problem.Of course there were people everywhere, each person had their own agenda and did trades or whatever else even on days like Saturday and Sunday that most people would have for a day off.  When you worked for or with the Dom there were no days off, you we on call every second of everyday no matter what.Xiumin walked through the main part of the compound to the front doors, not looking around at the people he knew gave him odd looks. He wondered if it was because of his position with the Dom or because of his hair (since no one else had the same color). It didn’t really matter anyway but he was slightly curious. He walked between the two men guarding the doors, he could feel their eyes on him as he moved past, but neither moved or spoke.“Xiumin, you’re finally here!” Xiumin turned to see Kyungsoo practically running up to him.“Soo what is it? ““The Dom is deciding someones’ fate and he wants us to be there. I saw the man and he’s not guilty but the Dom thinks otherwise, I want you to help me stop him, or convince him to kill him later without us.” Kyungsoo’s eyes were large, larger than normal and this scared Xiumin. Kyungsoo was truly scared for this man it seemed.Xiumin only nodded before following Kyungsoo to the Doms’ office.When Xiumin entered the room the first thing he saw was a man lying on the ground. Not only was it just a man, but he was an older gentleman. He had a white beard and white hair sprouting from his receding hair line on his head. He could have been a grandfather even.He noticed that the man had various scratches and cuts along his arms and face, his shirt was ragged near the bottom and dirty as though he had been dragged along the ground. He was also bound with his hands tied behind his back.The door closed behind Xiumin and Kyungsoo and he felt himself startle, he turned to se Sehun standing in front of it. His eyes met with Xiumins’ for a second before he walked up to stand beside Xiumin.The Dom looked up from where he stood over the older man, a smile on his face, “ah, here are your jurors now.”  Even though he seemed happy to see them Xiumin felt that the feel was not mutual, judging by the tension that only he seemed to feel in the air.They three boys watched as the man turned his head just enough to look at them before letting it drop back down. He seemed tired and dilapidated, weak even; but no one moved or said anything.“Now.” The Dom stood straight, “what shall your punishment be for betraying me? Huh?” The Dom kicked the man and the man groaned, curling farther in on himself where the Dom kicked his stomach.“No, I didn’t, it wasn’t my fault.” The man sputtered, lifting his head to look at the Dom. “I didn’t betray you, I didn’t know—”  “Shut up!” The man was cut off when suddenly the Dom turned back around and swiftly kicked him again.  “You only speak when I tell you to speak.”Xiumin cringed at the Doms’ harsh voice. The man on the floor was practically oozing innocence but the Dom was not having any of it. He watched as the Dom paced back and forth a couple times before walking over to his desk. Xiumin clenched his fists against his sides; he could only guess what was going to happen next. He glanced sideways at Kyungsoo, his face looked the same, his eyes were always wide and looked scared; then when he turned to look at Sehun he say that the boys’ face hadn’t changed and in a way he looked slightly bored at the situation that was unraveling before him.He watched as the Dom pulled out what looked like a rope with a handle. It was a different whip then the one he had seen the first time. This one didn’t have the sharp razors on the ends; instead it was blunt and had five different short strips.The Dom walked back over to the man, “Now, maybe you’ll be more cooperative.” The man looked up, fear in his eyes.“I didn—” the man was suddenly cut off when the Dom raised his hand and brought whip down across the mans’ side. He cried out in pain, moving his body back and forth as if to compensate for the pain.“I TOLD YOU NOT TO TALK UNLESS I SAY!” The Dom brought the whip back down three more times.“Uh sir.” Xiumin stopped, suddenly unsure of what to say; but he didn’t want to see this man being tortured anymore. The Dom looked up at him, standing up straight, waiting to hear what Xiumin was going to say.  “I would like to hear what he has to say.”  He could see out of the corners of his eyes as Kyungsoo and Sehun slightly turned to look at him.The Dom only nodded, looking down to kick the man, “explain!” he yelled at the man.There was a moment of silence before the man spoke. ”I do not know what happened the other night; but I can assure you that I was not the one who stole the product.” He paused, looking at the floor near the Doms’ feet. “I was out that night with my daughter, celebrating her birthday and the anniversary of my wife’s death. It’s tradition.  That night when we came back to the house it was ransacked and everything was gone.Xiumin looked back up to watch the Doms’ face. From the way he looked, he wasn’t buying any of it. ‘But then again,’ he thought, ‘if you were a notorious mob boss like the Dom would you really trust anyone?’  Seeing as how he had a reputation where he was feared by many and the biggest target for the cops; Xiumin would say that his trusting skills were probably not the friendliest.  Xiumin looked back down as the man continued. “I checked everywhere in the house and there was nothing, they even took the stashes I had hidden, it is as though they had been staking me out for some time. I did not have anyone other than my daughter and I working there. As a simple baker I didn’t think that they would have pegged me for a seller, I’m sure that this person knew what he was doing before he raided the shop.”Suddenly something within Xiumins’ mind clicked. This man was a baker and there weren’t many of those in the city, but the man said he had a daughter; and there was only one baker who had a daughter, the one across from his house.  The realization hit; there had been mob activity going on only feet from where he lived and he had never known. No wonder he hardly ever saw anyone go in to the shop. It all made sense now.He pulled himself back to reality; he needed to save this man; not just because he was innocent, but because he had someone that he needed to take care of. Xiumin couldn’t bear to imagine what the girl would have to suffer through in order to make it on her own. He had suffered much with the loss of his parents and he didn’t want her to suffer as well.Xiumin made his way over, crouching down to help the man sit up, feeling sorry for him as he watched the man grimace from the pain that shot along his side. He could feel everyone’s eyes on him as he grabbed the mans biceps to help steady him.  “Do you have any idea who could have a reason to do this or would someone have had something against you?” Xiumin asked, his eyes searching the mans’ face as if he would find the answers there.The man shook his head, fear showing in his eyes as if he was afraid that Xiumin would snap him in half at any given moment if he gave him the wrong answer.  ‘please,’ Xiumin pleaded with his eyes . ‘I’m only trying to help you.’ “I don’t know.” The mans voice was practically a whisper. Seeing that he could get nothing more from the man he slowly moved back and stood up.He turned to look at the Dom, whose eyes seemed to be staring into his very being. “I think that he could help us to find the person who is doing this, it hasn’t been the first time when some of the product has been taken, let’s keep his bakery running and set up a way to catch the person who did this.” Xiumin looked over at Kyungsoo and Sehun. Kyungsoo nodded but Sehuns’ face didn’t falter from his earlier expression.“Well,” the Dom looked down on the man, a sinister smile coming to his lips, “it seems like you have convinced the jury, “Xiumin watched to his horror as the Dom pulled a hand gun from an inner pocket from his suit and pressed it to the mans forehead, “but not the judge.”Without batting an eye lash the Dom pulled the trigger. Xiumin, Kyungsoo and Sehun froze in place as the blood from the victim splattered on their clothing. Xiumin felt his heart stop for a moment; he has never seen the face of one of the victims before; but what he had just seen was only another life being taken, but an innocent life with something to live for; not just the mans’ own life bur his daughters as well. Now that life was gone and there was nothing he could do about it.The Dom pulled his arm back, using his foot to kick the mans’ lifeless body to the ground, his lifeless eyes staring at the wall behind where the Dom stood. The Dom looked down in disgust at the body. “I want people to know the consequences of stealing from me.” His voice was cold and hard, no emotion even after the death of the man now lying at his feet. The Dom looked at the blank faces of Xiumin, Sehun, and Kyungsoo. “I will meet with you in the opposite hallway.” He walked behind his desk, pressing something on the bottom side of the table top. “Sehun,” He addressed Sehun who stood at attention. “Take them to wash up a little, then take them to the library.”Sehun nodded before the door behind him opened to reveal four men dressed in all black, with a black bandana tied somewhere on their being; one had it around his head and another around his arm, one tied to a belt, and the other had it around his wrist. Suddenly Xiumin felt himself being pulled by the arm, he turned and found himself looking at Kyungsoo who motioned with his head fro them to follow Sehun who waved them to follow him out the door.Xiumin found himself watching his feet as he shuffled after Kyungsoo and Sehun. As they turned the corner he found himself looking up and being surprised. He saw the daughter of the baker sitting on a bench beside some of the body guards that he had seen throughout the compound during his many visits. This girl, who he had always seen with a smile on her face and her dog by her side, now sat before him, wrists bound together, no smile on her face; her hair was a tangled mess that looked like she had been in a fight. As they passed by she looked up and pain struck in his heart. Black streamed down her face from her make-up. He could see tears still forming in her eyes; the pain in his heart grew as their eyes locked. He was brought out of the trance when suddenly the man next to her stood up, jerking her by the arm to follow him.He felt his head absentmindedly following the direction that they went; It was the same room that he had just witnessed the murder of an innocent man, the same man who was the girls’ father. He had to keep himself from running to her and keeping her from seeing something horrible.He clenched his fists to his sides as he heard the doors close; not breaking his stride as he heard a blood curdling scream. He inhaled deeply as the sound of sobbing filled the hallway. Suddenly he heard another gun shot and the crying stopped. Xiumin shut his eyes tightly trying to stop himself from crying. Now it wasn’t just on innocent life, but two.* * *The night air was warm when Chen arrived at the location Chanyeol had told him to. What surprised him was all the flashing lights, the fancy sports cars, the loud music and especially the scantily clad girls that he saw walk by. One turning to wink and wave at him as she casually continued her stroll with the girl beside her.It should have been an event that surprised him; but because it was Chanyeol who had invited him he was not, if anything he would have expected this. Although he was used to the many unusual events that Chanyeol pulled him to, what still came as a surprise was the uncanny amount of events that Chanyeol knew about, much less actually attended.Chen looked around at the darkening sky before heading in the direction of the music. It was like  a scene straight out of the movies; the men with their fancy cars standing around while the girl (with almost no clothes on) crowded around them, obviously for their money (because some of the men were not the prettiest). Although some of those men were ugly their cars were top notch racing machines, the brand names of some of these were foreign cars that sold for millions and probably the one of its’ kind. These people meant business, in cars anyway).  When Chen finally made it to what he assumed was the center of the event the loud sound of engines revving caught his attention; he turned just in time to see a black Jaguar taking off alongside a black Porsche. Everyone yelled and screamed their support for which ever car they were rooting for. He watched as the people near their cars reached inside to turn up the volume; it sounded like all the cars were programmed to the same station as what the DJ in the middle of them all was playing.He watched as the racers swerved back and forth, cutting in front of one another to stay in the lead. He saw as he black Porsche cut off the Jaguar, sending it off the main road and onto a side one.The Porsche turned the last corner, revving the engine as it sped up, crossing the finish line, spinning in a circle before coming to a complete stop. The crowd cheered and surrounded the car as the driver stepped out, pulling his sunglasses from his face with a smile.Chen watched as the man smiled and waved at the people who crowded around; he also noticed that as the people began to disperse back to their original places(or to meet with the other driver) there was a girl that captured his interest. He noticed that she was wearing jeans and a t-shirt, unlike all the other girls who were wearing a short dress or shorts with a small top. Although many of the girls were very pretty, the one who seemed to not be paying attention to the driver was the only one who was followed by the eyes of him.In a way Chen though the girl looked kind of like a tomboy. She had short hair, but wore tight jeans and a V-necked shirt ( even though she had pretty much no chest) her hair was well trimmed, the brown fringe on the front stuck out but looked fine on her.As she tried to pass by; Chen watched as the driver gave a smirk and reached out to grab her arm, pulling her against his chest, wrapping his arms around her waist,snuggling his face in her neck as she swatted at him, but he didn’t let go.Because he had been so wrapped  up in the scene unfolding in front of him that he didn’t notice as a familiar giant came up behind him, patting him on the back unexpectedly. He jumped a little before turning to look up at Chanyeol who smiled. “Ay Chen, you made it.”“Yeah.”“Wanna meet the best driver there is?” Chanyeol put his arm around Chens’ shoulders, pulling him along before Chen could even give an answer.“Hey Lay!” Chanyeol greeted the driver that Chen had just watched race. ‘lay’  that name sounded so familiar. But from where?“Hey, waddup Chanyeol.” The guy greeted Chanyeol, hugging the person against his chest tighter when the person tried to get away.By this time all the other people except for Chen, Chanyeol, Lay, and the other person were gone. Chen took in this taller boy, his wavy hair, striped white and black shirt, down to his black jeans and designer shoes. This person was so familiar; Chen felt that this man was someone he had known.After a few seconds of thinking something came to his mind. He remembered during his college days that there was a guy who he became best friends with and they had raced cars together. Could this be him?“Lay, this is Chen. Chen, Lay” Chanyeol motioned between the two for an introduction.“Hey Chen,” lay broke into a smile, “You still race?”‘Bingo’  Yep, his college friend stood right here in front of him and he hadn’t even known it. Chen smiled, remembering all the fun times they had had together. “I haven’t raced since college.”“Well that’s a shame,” Lay smirked, “We’ll have to change that tonight.”There was a moment of silence before the person held by Lay tried to move away. “Lay, you can let me go now, you’re killing me.”They all turned to look at the person as they stepped away from Lay, brushing themselves off before turning around.Chen felt his eyes grow wide; this person was a boy, but his face was so smooth looking and gentle with a hint of femininity to it. Chen mentally smacked his forehead. This whole time he thought it was a girl, but in all actuality it was a very feminine looking boy (but probably not as feminine looking as Baek from the coffee stand).“Chen,” Lay smiled, pulling the hand of the boy who tried to walk away. “This is my boyfriend Suho.”“Nice to meet you.” Suho stepped forward to shake Chens’ hand with a gentle smile. He leaned forward a little, lowering his voice. “I’m usually in a better mood, but you know how it is having an overbearing boyfriend who won’t leave you alone. “ He smiled.Chen nodded, even though he himself had never had a boyfriend before.“Hey now, that’s no way to treat your adoring, lovable boyfriend. Lay pulled the hand he was holding; pulling Suho back into his arms and hugged him from the back; kissing his cheek quickly, pulling back just in time to not be smacked by Suho who protested, telling him to not do that in front of other people.“Here,” Suho pulled out his wallet from his back pocket; rifling through the bills. “If I give you some money to buy something will you leave me alone then?”“Put away your cash Sumoney,” Lay chuckled, “you can’t buy my love, although…” he pulled the money swiftly from Suhos’ hand. “A couple extra dollars wouldn’t hurt.” He smirked, tucking it into his back pocket; not paying attention to the amount (which was hundreds).Suho rolled his eyes, putting his wallet back before Lay released his hold on him, whispering a remark that made Suho turn and smack him on the arm before walking off.Once Suho was out of sight Lay turned back to Chanyeol and Chen who probably looked really confused at the moment.  He walked over, slinging an arm around Chens’ shoulders, “So.” Suddenly he stopped, his hand coming up to grasp the dog tag that hung around his neck, turning it in his fingers as he inspected it more closly. “Where did you get this?” he asked, his eyes coming up to meet Chens’.“Oh, I have to return it to someone.” He glanced down for a second before glancing back up. The red haired boy flashing through his mind again, that same shiver from this morning running through him. No matter how hard he tried he couldn’t forget the hot night after the club.“Oh,” Lay stood back, a smile coming back to his face, “okay then.” What had that look been a second ago? It was a look so serious, maybe even somber and sad. “So, as I was saying, you wanna race tonight?” he smirked as they walked, Chen wasn’t really paying attention to where they were going, so he was surprised when they came to stand in front of the black Porsche and a red Ferrari 288 GTO.Chen was so shocked at these amazing machines and here he was, being offered a chance to drive them. It was one of his life time dreams coming true right before his eyes.He turned to Lay and smiled. “Let’s do it.”Chen and Lay jumped into the cars, getting lined up and waiting for the signal. Chen looked over and saw Chanyeol with the DJ, changing the song and smiling as everyone once again turned up the station. Chen looked over to his left side and watched as Lay dawned his sunglasses, turning to smile at Chen and give a salute before turning forward.Chen gripped his hands on the steering wheel, feeling the vibration of the music resonating through him. He smiled. It was just like good old times. He watched as the girl raised her arms, giving a slow count down before swinging her arms down, signaling for them to go.With a screech of tires and a burst of speed they were off. They were evenly matched, driving side-by-side on the straight stretch, both occasionally glancing over to look at the other person. They rounded the first corner; Chen took the lead, swerving back and forth to prevent Lay from trying to pass him.  He watched as they came to the bridge and Lay took the lower road, seeming to have disappeared off the road. Chen kept his speed consistent, looking around for Lay as he kept with his straight pace on the road. When he came to  the split in the road where the one road that lay took came up he saw as suddenly the black Porsche practically popped out of nowhere, Chen pressed the gas, trying to catch up to Lay. Lay swerved between two trucks, barley making it out the other side before being squished.Chen knew that with Lays’ many years of racing already had put Chen in second place and he didn’t like losing, especially not to an old friend.He passed under an overhanging bridge, making his way in and out of the spaces between cars in order to catch up with Lay who was right in front of him now.They both turned the second corner, leaving the traffic behind and putting them next to each other as they sped down the road at full speed. Chen laughed as Lay moved his car back and forth as if he was taking a casual afternoon drive with no worries in the world.  He imitated Lay, seeing the other driver smile at this. The road way began getting thinner and thinner; that’s when Lay made his move, revving his engine he suddenly burst forward, cutting off Chen just before the last corner.In a last ditch effort Chen hit the gas, trying his hardest to keep on Lays’ tail, managing only to be able to do so as they both crossed the finish line. Lay had won, but Chen had come in a close second.Once the cars came to a complete stop Lay practically jumped out of his car in order to come over and hug Chen, giving him a rough pat on the back as he beamed. “Wow! I need you to come race me more often.” He threw an arm around Chens’ shoulders as people began crowding around them to congratulate them on their close race.  Some girls even came up to Chen and practically fawned over how nicely matched he had been with Lay.“Ya know,” lay began, “I haven’t had someone who is any match for me in a long time. Would you wanna come back and race again?”“Yeah!” Chen was so happy to be doing something that he had missed.“There’s just one condition.” Lay looked seriously at Chen. ‘Oh god’, Chen thought, ‘is it some kind of cult thing? Will I have to give my signature in blood?’  He was slightly scared now.“My condition is that you keep the car.” Lay motioned towards the car smiling, the same car that Chen had just raced against Lay in.“No, I can’t take that.” It was something that he knew was worth a lot of money, and although he had fair amount of money it just seemed like too much.“I insist.” Suddenly Lay smirked, “how ‘bout this, let’s race again, and if I win you keep the car, if I lose then I keep it.”“Deal.” They shook hands. Chen always liked a good bet.“So, you ready to go again?” Lay asked.“Definitely.” Chen smiled, hopping back into the car. “See you at the finish line.” He laughed as he closed the door. ‘Let’s win this thing.’ ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          ~          A couple drinks and many races later Chen found himself growing weary and knew that it was time to go home. He said his goodbyes and went home; giving himself just enough time to change his clothes before passing out on his bed. He knew that he had work tomorrow, but he knew he would be tired none the less.  ~ ~ ~Hello again, sorry for this taking forever, I have started school again and I hardly have time to write so that is why this update took so long. I wont be able to update as often as I was before because between school and work i feel like I have no time to do anything I wanna do. So now you see what kind of person the Dom really is, it's not very pretty I know, Anyway~~~ can you feel the dramatic irony going on ^_^ there's something that Lay knows that Chen will soon find out, I couldn't help it when it came to Suho ya know, XD all those money jokes, poor guy, I still love him anyway. If there are any spelling errors I will come back later and fix them so please bear with me :) feel free to comment or message me if you want to. love you guise ~~~ ♥