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As he stared at “S”, Langa pointed at his lips. Another day, another challenge, and Reki was always there, right next to him. But there was something he always needed, before a race.
“Reki.” Langa pulled his boyfriend closer to him, waiting for what now had become their tradition.
He knew there was no reason to feel embarrassed.
“Reki,” Langa said again.
Their lips met for just a couple of seconds, but that was enough.
“Good luck, babe!” Reki said, before giving his boyfriend some space.
Now, Langa was sure he could win this, as those golden eyes were on him.