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"Hyung, are you okay?" He felt a nudge to his side.
"Yeah, I am fine." Lies. The smell of petrol in the garage was killing him. From the corner of his eye, he could see Minseok looking at him with big worried eyes. "Don't worry Minseokkie, I am just going to go to the hospitality suite for a bit."
Finally, some peace and quiet. More importantly, the air didn't smell horribly of petrol.
Why did he have to come again? Oh right, because Porsche was a sponsor of their team and to celebrate the induction of the Porsche F1 team and the reintroduction of the Korean Cricut, they had pulled out all the stops and gotten all their sponsored celebrities here. If I could even call myself a celebrity.
"One glass of coke please." He muttered to a waiter who had just rounded the corner. "One for me too!" Deft jumped towards the noise coming from a man to his right and who was honestly just a little too close into his personal space. Woah buddy, back up.
"Hi!" Dazzling white teeth, nice smile, nice eyes, an even nicer face and model long legs for days. Daddy long-legs, Deft had coined him.
"Uhhh, hi?" Awkward. Do I even know this dude?
"Nice to finally meet you Deft. May I call you Hyukkyu hyung? I am a big fan." A hand shoved in his direction. Deft shook it awkward. Haha, who is he again? A very handsome waiter? Or a model? Maybe an actor? Deft wouldn't be surprised, after all Porsche had really pulled all the Korean heavy-weight celebrities for the re-introduction of the Korean circuit.
"Haha, sure why not?" And the waiter comes back with their drinks. Only then does Deft realise that the handsome guy was still in his personal space. Taking a step back and grabbing his drink, "Well, it was nice meeting you. I have to find my teammates now."
"Wait!" Keep going Deft.
"Boo, I haven't even gotten a picture with hyung." Kwanghee pouted. That's fine, I have next time.”
"Hyuuuuuuuuuuung, where did you go?" His real life Yuumi (read: Minseok) rushed towards him. "Oh, you got me a cola?" Deft sighed, resigned to just handing over the glass to Minseok. I haven't even had a chance to take a sip, he mentally pouted.
"Hospitality suite."
"Ohhh, was it nice? But you are missing all the action here hyung! The garage is where it's at!"
"I still don't know why they made us come all the way here on our rest day." Jihoon grumbled to his left. Me too Jihoonie, me too.
"Shhh, its because Porsche so graciously invited us. Plus, I am here to see Rascal win yet another race. Korea's racing pride!" Minseok chirped, making a fighting motion.
"Who?"
"Aish, Hyukkyu hyung. You really should care more about your fellow superstars!" Deft totally knows his country's superstars, Park Boyoung, NewsJeans, Rose, what is Minseok on about. "Youngest driver to ever win a race AND youngest ever to win a driver's championship! He's newly signed to the Porsche team for like 100 million or something."
Now, even to Deft who mind you was pay millions in his time in China, even a number like that had made his mouth dry. "A 100 million? Who even gets a salary like that?"
"It's rumoured, but you know, details. Ah- He's having his interview now." Minseok pointed his finger at the jumbo television hanging in the garage.
Deft gasped. Lo and behold, on the screen, it’s the same model like face that greeted him in the hospitality suite. No way, daddy long legs?!
"You recognised him Hyukkyu hyung?"
"Ah, no, no… Not at all."
"Ehhhh, hyung! Have you been living under a rock?"
Deft rolled his eyes. "I don't have to know every celebrity there is, you know."
Jihoon chimed, "Yeah but this one is going to win the race today."
As predicted, daddy long legs or should he say, Rascal had won the race. Deft saw him lift the trophy up and spray champagne on people who wore the exact same colour suit as him. Which also meant that Porsche had thrown a blitzing after-party to celebrate.
It is okay Hyukkyu. Just 30 minutes. 30 minutes was what their manager had promised the Porsche's marketing department. I can do 30 minutes.
Only, it felt like Deft really couldn't. The music is playing too loud, the bright disco lights in the dark room is making his eyes hurt. Ugh.
"Hey." A warm breathe of air creeped to the side of his face. Deft turns, "Oh, its you." Tall and all smiley, in front of him was the winner of the Korea circuit. "Nice seeing you again Hyukkyu hyung."
"Haha, hi." Deft awkwardly scratches the back of his neck, "Congratulations on your win today." Anything to make it less awkward. The man in front of him seemed to have puffed his chest and even seemed taller. "So you noticed." Rascal almost seems impressed with himself. "Champagne?" Offering a glass.
"No, thank you." Deft muttered. He thinks back to his time with Kakao hyung, how embarrassing.
"Hmph, how am I supposed to get you drunk then?" Deft's eyes widened. Oh, so this is where it's going. "Give me your number at least?"
"I don't give out my number to strangers you know."
"You know me as the winner of today's race." Kwanghee smirks, "And what do you say we go somewhere quieter where we can get to know each other better."
Deft hesitates for a second. It wouldn't be his first time and he knows better than to go off with a stranger. But he had been in the military for the past two years and goddamn is he lying if he says he doesn't think the man in front of him isn't handsome. Looking at the sexy smirk, his quaffed hair, Deft couldn't stop himself from reaching out and taking his hand.
Before long, he's following Kwanghee out of the club, weaving through a sea of people and into the basement where he is tugged to the direction of a Porsche 911. He hears a beep, Kwanghee is gentleman enough to open the door for him. Before Hyukkyu could even think, he feels a hand on his back, nudging him into the passenger seat.
"Nice car." As Kwanghee enters the driver's side. "Just a perk of being one of the best driver alive you know." He throws a wink before pulling out of the parking lot.
The apartment that Kwanghee brings Hyukkyu to is a penthouse in the middle of Seoul, with its own private elevator and high ceilings. Guess that 100million dollar contract is making a lot more sense now.
"Like it?"
"It's nice." Hyukkyu said shyly. With the moonlight reflecting off Hyukkyu's face and his long eyelashes brushing against the top of his cheek. Kwanghee can't help but awe at how beautiful he is. "Well, the bedroom is pretty nice as well." A cheeky grin appearing on his face.
"Is that so?" Feeling brave, Hyukkyu took a step forward so that they were face to face, able to feel Kwanghee's breath against his face.
Under the moonlight that shines through those expensive floor to ceiling windows, Kwanghee worships the moaning mess that is Hyukkyu on his silk sheets. And when Kwanghee spills into Hyukkyu with a shout, the man underneath clenching tightly around his member, he suppose Deftism is an actual religion and the man in front of him is his god.
The next morning, when he awakes to Hyukkyu’s bare skin, Kwanghee thinks no, not a god. An angel.
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“All because of a boy, have you no shame.” Kwanghee hears Yuki grumbling next to him. They find themselves in the middle of a line of gamers and fangirls at LOL Park queuing for some Porsche (read: Deft) merchandise. “Shut up, I know you love games. Plus, don’t you like plushies too?” Showing an stuffed alpaca sitting in a Porsche. Cute.
It was the day of the show match to mark the beginning of the new season and Kwanghee had managed to snag (read: bribe/beg/borrow/steal) his way into a pair of tickets.
“260,000 won please.” Kwanghee made a motion to pay with his card.
“I can’t believe it, you spent $200 on Deft merch?”
“Worth. Reminds me, let’s go get a placard as well.” “What for?” Kwanghee already making a beeline to where they were giving out placard. Yuki rolled his eyes and followed along. He had seen the fans writing messages on those cards and occasionally showing up on the jumbotron. If Kwanghee was lucky, he might also have his handsome face show up and surprise Hyukkyu.
“Gotta show my support, you know.” Whipped.
Turns out, Kwanghee didn’t need luck to get his face shown on the jumbotron. The fans had spotted them and there were murmurs about the two F1 drivers showing up at the showmatch. During the game, the camera director had panned the crowd camera to the two several times over the match. Each time, Kwanghee proudly held up his placard with “Deft hwaiting!” along with an alpaca drawing and in way smaller font it said “Porsche family hwaiting!” while Yuki had just drawn some random alpaca eating sushi.
He heard Captain Jack laughing about it over the intercom. “Oh, it looks like our favourite Deft has once again captured the hearts of celebrities.” You don’t even know Cpt Jack.
You’re here? A kakaotalk along with a shocked alpaca face.
Did you see me?
No… but the fans were talking about a handsome F1 driver being at the match.
I didn’t know Lewis-hyung was here.
Aish. An annoyed alpaca. Come backstage later? I’ll introduce you to my friends.
Okay baby. A kissy face emoji.
“Hey, I am gonna go backstage after the game. Settle yourself alright.”
“What? You’re abandoning me? What happened to bros before hoes!” Yuki protested. “Hyukkyu ain’t no hoe. He’s the love of my life.”
Yuki faked puking. “What a lovesick fool.”
“Shut up man.” A light punch to Yuki’s shoulder. “He’s going to introduce me to his friends later.”
“Congrats man! You leveled up. Wait, you’ve never met his friends? But haven’t you guys been seeing each other for like three months?”
“Five, mind you.” He chewed against his bottom lip. “I don’t know man. You think his friends are going to like me?”
“Of course they are going to like you. You’re his boyfriend! Where’s that usual cocky confidence of yours?”
Kwanghee let out a huge sigh. “Well… the thing is.” Rubbing the back of his neck, “I haven’t really asked him to be my boyfriend yet.”
“Dude, why not? He’s cute. What’s stopping you man.” Kwanghee shot a glare Yuk’s way. “No need to get jealous. I am just saying, he’s cute. If you don’t want him, someone else will.”
“Who says I don’t want him” He shot back, jealous and rage threatening to bubble over. “Then why are you stalling on making him yours?”
Deflated, “I don’t know man. It’s just with the Championship on the line… and I know he’s trying to get a shot at Worlds again.”
Yuki laughed, “Rascal, I’ve seen you when you’re in the running for a Championship, that hasn’t stopped you from shagging up with anyone.”
Kwanghee thinks back to the yacht parties, the dim lights in the club of Monaco and so much more but, “I don’t know. He’s just different.” Truly, nothing compares to Hyukkyu who holds his hands, whose smile makes him feel invincible. “You think he would want to be my boyfriend?”
Kwanghee felt a slap to his chest, “Ow! What was that for?”
“Being stupid. He’s dating you, why wouldn’t he want to be your boyfriend?”
Kwanghee sighed. “I don’t know. I mean, he’s pretty busy trying to win Worlds again. Maybe I’ll just be a distraction to that.”
“Oh right, this is his after army run for Worlds again right?” Kwanghee nods. He remembered Deft’s last dance in 2022 where he had won Worlds and had enlisted a couple of years later. Now he’s out and trying to have a try at winning Worlds again after failing to make it to groups last year with a different team.
At this time, his phone had vibrated in his pocket. Deft <3 showed up.
Yuki laughed, “Speak of the devil. Go ahead man.” Kwanghee snickered and just as he was about to turn to pick up the phone. “Rascal.”
“Yeah?”
“I wouldn’t know he wouldn’t want to be you boyfriend but he could be good for your Championship run. This is the happiest I’ve ever seen you.”
Kwanghee laughed, “Even after my first Championship win?” Yuki hummed, “It’s a close tie.”
Shaking his head, Kwanghee turned to pick up his phone. “Hey baby.” As he dutifully listened to Hyukkyu on how to make his way backstage.
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“And this is Rascal.” Hyukkyu introduced Kwanghee shyly to his friends who were there.
Familiar faces but unfamiliar names, Kwanghee had watched enough LCK to recognise some of their faces. “Please call me Kwanghee,” He said with a practiced smile.
Following that was just a bunch of hands being shoved in his face and names, “Minseok or Keria but hyung calls me Minseok!” and someone called Jihoon? Pyosik? Kwanghee politely shakes each hand that was offered to him and smiles.
Over Korean barbeque Kwanghee learns their names and their connection with Hyukkyu. “So is it true that you’re on like 100 million dollar contract hyung?” Minseok asked straightforwardly. Cute kid, definitely going to be our adopted son in the future.
“Well, it covers a lot of things.” Scratching the back of his neck. His salary was public knowledge (to a certain extent) and it wasn’t like Kwanghee could deny much since it was the truth. “Like it’s over several years and stuff.”
“Woah, that’s still a lot of money. I heard you have a nice car collection too.” A guy Kwanghee remembers as Doran pipes up. “I mean, that’s the perks of being in motorsports I guess.” A bright idea pops in his head. “If you have a driver’s license, you’re welcome to borrow my cars if you want.”
“REALLY?” Hyukkyu swears he heard 4 of his shiny-eyed dongsaengs yell. “Aish, guys! Please. Kwanghee, you don’t have to.” He turned to Kwanghee, he could already hear his dongsaengs protesting, “But if he wants to.” “Ayyy, why not hyung?” “Please Kwanghee hyung, don’t listen to him!”
Kwanghee burst out laughing as he shook his head, as he turned to Hyukkyu “Anything for your friends.” Sending a wink his way, he could see the man flushed visibly while the rest cheered in the background.
The remaining night was a blur for the duo, Kwanghee had tried to get deets on Hyukkyu while his friends were asking a flurry of questions about his job and when the bill came, it became a classic Asian snatching festival where everyone had insisted that they would pay. In the end, Kwanghee turned out victorious, mainly due to the fact that he reminded everyone of his salary.
“Thank you Kwanghee-ah” Hyukkyu muttered shyly, having dropped each of his friends back to the dorms first, with shouts of “Have fun hyung!”. Hyukkyu was grateful that their manager didn’t arrange for any scrims tomorrow.
The ride back home was silent, Hyukkyu could feel that there was some sort of- Wait, did he just refer to Kwanghee’s house as “home”. I mean, isn’t it? He’s been going to Kwanghee’s place whenever he doesn’t need to be in the dorms regardless of if Kwanghee was in Korea or not. He thinks back to his toothbrush right beside Kwanghee’s, how he has moved a couple of his wardrobe into Kwanghee’s apartment and stealing the rest from said man’s closet. Kwanghee is home, isn’t it?
Before Hyukkyu knew it, they had arrived at Kwanghee’s penthouse again. It was almost like a routine now, they enter Kwanghee’s penthouse which now has his fingerprint registered to unlock the door, they settle and lay their stuff where they need to be.
Soon enough, their lips met, skin on skin and nothing that fills up the room more than the sounds that Hyukkyu makes.
“Soooo…”
“Hmmm?” Hyukkyu hummed.
“That was awesome.”
“KWANGHEE!” A smack to Kwanghee’s chest. “What?!”
“You… can’t say stuff like that.” Hyukkyu blushed, hands going up to cover his face. “Aww, baby.” Kwanghee reaches out to take Hyukkyu’s hands into his. “After everything? Even though I am your boyfriend?”
“Boyfriend?” Hyukkyu echoed with wide eyes. Oops, that was a slip of the tongue. Guess its now or never. “I mean… we are boyfriend right?” Kwanghee’s voice trails off, his usual confidence disappears.
Silence and Kwanghee panics. “You know and Yuki was asking about it today but I completely understand if I jumped the gun and you’re not-” Sniffles. Is.. Hyukkyu crying?
“Hey, hey. Baby, why are you crying? It’s okay if you don’t want to- I mean, I completely understand.”
Hyukkyu wailed out a no and Kwanghee’s heart breaks. No? So he’s not rejecting me? Kwanghee could almost shout for joy if it wasn’t with the fact that Hyukkyu was crying. “Hyukkyu-ah, talk to me. What is going on?”
“It’s just, you want to be my boyfriend? But we never talked about it.” Hyukkyu managed to choke out, they have never talked about it.
“But, we had always acted like a couple. And I had just thought…”
“You really want to be my boyfriend?” Kwanghee looked into Hyukkyu’s wet eyes, completely speechless. “AH HYUNG. What kind of a stupid question is that? Of course!”
Hyukkyu’s voice got small, “It’s…” Kwanghee was left confused as to why Hyukkyu would ever doubt that he would want to be his boyfriend. “I am just making my return to the LCK and, it’s not been going well but you’ve been stomping in the championship while my team is stuck in 6th place.” Hyukkyu pours his heart out, about how he feels like he isn’t good enough. He can’t help but remember the doubter when Porsche decided to pick him up as their AD carry right after his mandatory army service. He was lucky that some of his old friends like Keria and Jihoon decided to join him but they hadn’t been able to live up to their expectations coming in a mere 6th in the standing for LCK Summer.
Kwanghee knew about how stressed Hyukkyu felt, having his heart ached every time the older man had lost a match. He knows that as much as he had tried to shield the AD carry from the online comments, some will still get to him, its something Kwanghee knows all too well, himself having gone through a slump with Mercedes a few years back. However, “Hyung. It doesn’t matter to me. I am in love with you, for you, not for the awesome AD carry you are or how good your team performs in the LCK.” Kwanghee pauses, how does he put this into words. “I want to be there whether you win or lose. When you win, I want to be the first person you call to celebrate and when you lose, I want to be the first person to wipe away your tears. And when the time finally comes, when you lift that Worlds trophy once again, I want to be there and be the first person you run to off stage.”
Hyukkyu goes silent and that worries Kwanghee. Had he overstepped? What if Hyukkyu doesn’t feel the same way? No, that can’t be .
“You really think I can win Worlds again?”
“Is that really what you took away from my speech?” Kwanghee laughs, “Yes hyung, I think you’ll win Worlds again. You guys may be 6th now but with me as your boyfriend and lucky charm, you’ll definitely be World champion again.”
“Boyfriend? I haven’t agreed to anything yet.” Hyukkyu teased. “Aish hyung, don’t act like you haven’t been moving half your stuff into my house when I am not around.”
Hyukkyu gave a soft smile as he replied, “Okay boyfriend.” To say that Kwanghee was over the moon was an understatement.
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It’s a bright sunny morning, Kwanghee has two weeks off, he’s in Korean spending time with Hyukkyu who has been his boyfriend from the past 2 months. They’ve been going on dates, on vacations, showing up at each other’s workplace - the world could not be brighter or better.
This morning though, not so great. Hyukkyu had to go for pre-spring LCK workshop with the rest of his teammates so he was alone for a few days ( being without Hyukkyu sucks ) and someone was incessantly calling his handphone. Oh, it’s his manager . “Ah, Benjamin, what is it? I am on break!”
“Sorry Rascal.” His manager’s voice floods his ears, “It’s urgent.”
“To disturb me on my break, bud?”
“Have you seen the headlines today?” Kwanghee, in fact, has not. He makes it a point to not trawl too much on the internet. Not with the job he has. His silence, however, does give his manager the answer. “That’s what I thought. Call me back after you open the link.”
What could be this important to wake me up from my sleep!
Kwanghee clicks the link, it was an article by PopSugar and the headline has his blood turning cold. Porsche x Porsche - what kind of a fanfiction is this. Is Porsche F1 Superstar, Rascal dating League of Legends Porsche’s AD carry, Deft?
Below the headlines were pictures of them in Jeju island when they were on vacation, on a date late at night at the Han River and a sneaky picture of them entering the hotel together in Paris when Kwanghee had decided to celebrate Hyukkyu’s win over KT with a romantic weekend.
Shit, they should have been more careful . Who would have thought that an F1 driver and a League player had paps following them?! Well…
“F1 Superstar Rascal, Kim Kwanghee has been recently spotted in Jeju island with a league of legends player. Kim Hyukkyu, who goes by his summoner name, Deft, is a player for the Porsche league of legends team. Deft was recently picked up by the new Porsche team after completely his Korean mandatory army enlistment.
The two have been spotted in Jeju island, Paris, Hawaii and Korea where Rascal has been seen in the audience section during Porsche league matches, often holding a Porsche team placard and Deft’s name on it.
PopSugar has received confirmation that the two had indeed met at the Korean F1 race circuit last year and the two were apparently seen cozying up to one another at the after-party. It was rumoured that the F1 Superstar had bought the penthouse of the Samsung Tower to be closer to the Korean AD carry. ”
Blah blah blah, more stuff written about the two of them, the timeline of the pictures. Kwanghee finally hit the comments:
[+1122, -651] “The photos show nothing… My friend and I look more like a couple than those two.”
[+11567, -120] “Of course! Our cute alpaca would capture the heart of the F1 heartthrob.”
[+122, -698] “No! Deft oppa, be careful! I’ve heard that Rascal is a player. Huhuh T___T”
[+658, - 54] “Wasn’t Rascal dating that actress? Diana something.”
- “Diana Folsom! He’s also been linked to model Shin Hyeri!”
[+2156, -223] “Any fan of Rascal would know that he has had rumours circulating about his sexuality for years. I wouldn’t be surprised if this was true.”
- “That’s true, all I wish is that he meets a good person!”
[+231 - 2678] “Man, Deft’s team is currently sucking in the LCK right now, is he out of his mind of be dating?”
- “They finished 5th. It’s fine, Deft will pull a DRX2022.”
- “Look at this delusional fangirl.”
Kwanghee let out a sigh and opened his kakao, scrolling past a bunch of other conversations, he clicks straight into Hyukkyu to call the AD carry.
No answer . This panics Kwanghee, is Hyukkyu getting the article get to him? Is the comments getting to him? Is his hyung rethinking their relationship? What about his management?
He sighs as he sees his boyfriend’s incoming call.
“Babe!” Hyukkyu can hear the relief in the younger man’s voice. “Have you seen the article, hyung?”
Hyukkyu lets out an audible sigh, “Yeah, I have.”
“You…” the hesitation in the younger’s voice, “are not thinking about anything drastic are you?”
Another sigh, “You mean like denying everything and breaking up?” Kwanghee feels a lump in his throat. “Y-yeah?”
Another sigh and Kwanghee feels the lump in his throat get bigger. “I won’t lie to you Kwanghee, I did think about it.” He also feels a sob rising in his throat, this feels worse than the feeling he had when he lost to Max by 1 point in the Championship. “But,” a bright light “I don’t want to. I could never bring myself to. You make me so happy.”
Just like that, Kwanghee feels a sensation, better than when he had won his first Championship title by 2 points against Hamilton. An unidentifiable sound, between a cry and a screech escapes his mouth. “Oh hyung.”
“Kwanghee…” “I am so sorry hyung, I should have been more careful.” “No… honey, it isn’t your fault. Plus, as manager hyung said, the pictures don’t look too bad and the comments have been fairly nice.”
Oh, bless Deft’s manager. Kwanghee reminds himself to give Mowgli a big Christmas present.
“Hyung, where are you now? Can I come see you at training?”
“Eh? Haven’t you talked to Benjamin?”
“Not really, he told me to looked at the link he sent and I called you right after.”
“We’ve been recalled to Porsche Korea HQ. Your team is supposed to be there as well.”
“Oh shit. Is that it? Babe, I love you but I have got to go call Benjamin now.” Kwanghee waits til he hears his boyfriend’s affirmation and chimes of goodbye before he cuts the call and immediately dials for his own manager.
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“So this is what the HQ in Korea looks like. Nothing like the one back home, eh?” Benjamin nudges Kwanghee. Just why did his manager have to be here too?
“Why are you here anyways? I am perfectly capable of attending a meeting by myself.”
Benjamin scoffs, “Please. I need to be in the loop, plus I was also in Japan on holiday.” Talk about perfect timing.
When they had entered the meeting room which the receptionist lead them to, he could already see his boyfriend and his manager on one side and their F1 team lead at the head of the table. Flanking his team lead were two others, introduced to him as the League team lead and Porsche’s Korean general manager. Kwanghee couldn’t help himself but he hardly found this necessary, sure two of their talents were dating but it hardly calls for the big shots being here.
The general manager clears his throat, “So, I am pretty sure everyone here has read the PopSugar article today.” Affirmative nods from the table. “Well, this is not ideal, especially not after our LCK summer 5th finish.” Hyukkyu faces falls, he knows that they perhaps didn’t live up to expectations but he knows that their relationship was not a liability to his performance.
“Now, that’s unfair. They are doing way better this season now!” Hyukkyu’s chest fills up with love at hearing his boyfriend’s defense. The general manager held his hand up, “Relax Rascal. We aren’t implying anything. In any case, HQ is actually quite pleased with this result.” Pleased? “Searches for Porsche have jumped by a 100 fold since the news broke. What we are suggesting is that we keep the whole thing ambiguous, we are not going to confirm or deny the rumours citing privacy reasons.”” A sigh before the GM continues, “And as much as I do not want to say this, I’ll be remiss as your manager if I don’t. If this relationship ends badly, you guys are going to still have to behave with each other in public. It’s part of the job.”
“It won’t.” Hyukkyu answers confidently and now it’s Kwanghee’s chest which fills up with love.
After what felt like forever to Kwanghee, they were finally dismissed from the meeting. “Don’t worry about it Jaeha-hyung, I’ll take Hyukkyu-hyung back home.” His arm immediately wrapping around his boyfriend’s waist. Jaeha rolled his eyes, “And that is why you get caught!” frantically motioning towards his gesture.
Kwanghee waved his hands, “I don’t care. I was never worried about getting caught anyways. Bye hyungs!”
On the way home, Hyukkyu chimed. “Oh, it looks like the company has released a statement.” Turning his phone screen around, Kwanghee could only see the title “Porsche F1 and Porsche League of Legends’ combined statement - We do not comment on our talents’ private lives.”
“That’s fast… like me.” Kwanghee snickers after making the joke. When Hyukkyu didn’t return the laughter, he knew something was bothering the older man. “Hyung? What’s going on?”
A long pause- “Did you mean it?” Kwanghee was confused, Hyukkyu could be referring to many things. Said man clears his throat to elaborate, “When you said, you were never worried about getting caught. Did you mean it?”
Kwanghee’s head tilts to the side in confusion, he led his car into their apartment’s parking lot. “Of course.” He steps out of the car to open the door for his lover as well, gently guiding them towards their private lift. “I never planned to deny our love.” He takes the other’s hand into his, bringing it up to his lips, kissing his fingertips.
He could see Hyukkyu’s shiny wide eyes, filling up with something Ah, is this love? “But, your career.” They step into the apartment, setting their belongings down on the tabletop. Is never going to compare to our relationship.” Kwanghee replied, walking to where Hyukkyu was to give him a backhug.
“Kwanghee. I am just a washed up AD carry but your career… you’re a World Champion.”
He lets out a small laugh, “Jagi, I feel like you forget that you are a World Champion too.” He turns the love of his life to face him. “Do you know why I gave up university to become a professional F1 driver, Hyukkyu-ah?”
The older shakes his head, this wasn’t something they had talked about ever. “Come cuddle.” Kwanghee moves to the large sofa in the middle of the living room and pats the space next to him, when Hyukkyu lands in the space next to the younger man, Hyukkyu is immediately pulled into his embrace.
“You know, when I was in school, karting was just a hobby. I honestly never imagined I’d be an F1 driver, I thought I would go to university, graduate, get a nice 9-5 job and come home to my happy family at the end of the day.” Hyukkyu hums, unsure where Kwanghee was going with this. “And when Redbull scouted and invited me for a test drive in the F1 car. I fell in love, not because I love racing like I always say but because for the first time in my life, I felt something. The speed, the adrenaline of being in the car driving faster than a hurricane.” Time to be vulnerable, you can do it Kwanghee! “But that gets boring after a while, the speed, the partying, the people who throw themselves at you.” He could feel Hyukkyu shift slightly in his arms, he knows that the older didn’t participate in that sort of activities being the homebody that he is and he definitely doesn’t like to hear about Kwanghee’s escapades in those areas.
“Then I met you. The first time I saw you was when your team was coming into the Porsche garage. Something in me just fell in love and then you flashed a smile at Minseok, a part of me yearned to know what I could to have you smile at me like that.” Hyukkyu’s eyes widened, the first time hearing all of the details.
With a small smile, “Every day with you, I feel something with you. Be it the happiness when I wake up next to you, the excitement I get knowing I will see you the moment I walk through that door. So no, hyung, I don’t care about my career if it means you’ll be by my side. Do you?”
Hyukkyu turns to face his lover, hands rising to cup his face before the other gravitates towards him, almost like a magnetic pull, their lips finding each other. “I am a washed up ADC, fighting for my spot in Worlds. I don’t care about my career either if it means you’ll always be with me.”
A bear hug, “Ah, hyung, stop saying that. To me and your fans, you’ll be our forever ADC. I believe you can do it. Not only this year but every year. Plus, if you ever decide to retire, I’ll be your sugar daddy.” Earning laughter from the both of them.
As long as you believe in me ah, Kwanghee. I won’t let you down.
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“AND DEFT BRINGS US TO GAME 5.”
Is this how my fans feel when I am the one fighting for a World Championship?
Kwanghee is in the room for the Porsche LOL team, cheering on his boyfriend along with Benjamin and Yuki. He had previously attended the Group Stages for Worlds with Max and his manager which led to some buzz about the contenders for this year’s World Championship showing up.
He still remembers the next day headlines, “World Championship rivals unite to show support for the Porsche League of Legends Team.” and had seen various comments on the lines of speculating if Kwanghee was there to show support to his boyfriend, a couple of jokes about Max betraying Red Bull to support a rival team and one wild theory where they had theorized that Max was the one dating Hyukkyu instead! The audacity, my poor jagi being linked with Max.
The quarter-finals where they were playing against RNG was thankfully on a Friday and he had missed free practice for it, earning criticism from his fans and an earful from Benjamin and Hyukkyu. “Yah, you shouldn’t be neglecting your job for this!” Kwanghee laughed, snatching Hyukkyu’s hand just as he was about to smack the taller man. “Then you should do your best and win this so I won’t miss my free practice in vain! Plus, it's fine. I’ll win this weekend’s race and show everyone that love only fuels the car and my performance.”
Headlines that weekend ran while, with Kwanghee’s favourite being,
“The Power Couple stomps their opponents this weekend.”
F1 Rascal leaves his opponents in the dust finishing a whole 15 seconds ahead of second place Max Verstappen after the former missed free practice to attend the quarter-finals of the League of Legends World Championship where his alleged beau was competing for the Porsche’s team which gained him some criticism from his fans. However, this weekend the Power Couple squashed any and all criticisms with Rascal finishing top of the table, 8 points ahead of Max and the Porsche’s LOL Team stomping EDG in a resounding 3-0 with Kim “Deft” Hyukkyu being named MVP of the series. Perhaps the secret ingredient all along was love.
It was luck that the F1 calendar schedule had nothing for this week and the next. He remembers how the conversation went.
“Hyung! Should I book the tickets to London and New York myself or do I book it with your team?”
“What tickets are you talking about Kwanghee-yah.”
“For the semi and finals for Worlds! To support you! Porsche should be able to snag me some tickets to the floor too right?”
Hyukkyu laughed, “Who says I am going.” Kwanghee groaned, “I don’t understand why you’re being so pessimistic. Hyung, Porsche is 2nd place in the LCK right now. Your fans are fully confident that you guys are going to make it and so am I!”
“I could not make it out of quarters again.” Ok, yes. Kwanghee is full aware of his lover’s quarter-finals curse but “This time, it will be different. You’ll have me as your lucky charms. Plus, you’ve been playing amazingly these days like a whole new person.”
Screams from the Porsche team brings him back to the present as he sees Deft trying to backdoor T1’s nexus with Pyosik. Kwanghee prays to every God he knows that the inhibitor doesn’t respawn (DRX2022 PTSD) and screams at the top of his lungs when he sees the enemy nexus explode.
“FINALS BABYYYYYYYYY” Yuki and him chested bumped. “MY BABY IS GOING TO FINAAAAAAAAAALS!” Kwanghee just couldn’t stop himself, at this point, it doesn’t matter who hears him.
He watches as the coaches rush out of the room, appearing on the stage hugging the players a few seconds later.
Yuki nudged him from the side, “Jealous?”
“Shut up.” Kwanghee knows that Hyukkyu and him decided that it would be best if they didn’t make their relationship too public but he still wished that besides his teammates, he could be the one that Hyukkyu hugs first.
“Jealousy is uncharacteristically unlike you bro.” Yuki laughs before commenting, “It’s for the best. When you love someone, even holding yourself back feels easy.”
This brings out a smile on Kwanghee’s face, “Since when were you such a lovelorn poet?”
Perhaps Yuki was right. On the days of the finals, when he sees Deft and his teammates blow up the enemy’s nexus in Game 4, screaming and running to hug each other, Kwanghee doesn’t feel jealousy or anger. Instead, all he feels is pure joy and love watching Hyukkyu yell in joy.
“AND DEFT HAS DONE IT. COMING BACK AS A PLAYER AFTER HIS MILITARY SERVICE, A FEAT OF ITSELF AND CLINCHING A SECOND WORLD TITLE.” And many more to come. “HE IS SHOWING THE WORLD WHY HE’S CALLED THE FOREVER ADC.”
He looks on as he see Hyukkyu make a heart sign towards the camera, knowing full well its for him.
Later that night, as he fucked his hyung silly in his Worlds T-shirt, he teases “The heart sign hyung, was it for me?”
A gasp, “Ah, hyung! You know it..” a pant, ‘for you, always you.”
Kwanghee tuts, “How lucky am I, hyung?” A particularly hard thrust, “to be able to fuck a two-time World Champion.”
When Rascal wins his fourth World Championship and Porsche’s third Constructors’, Rascal makes the same heart sign towards the camera, smiling under his helmet. He knows full well how his lover who is in the Porsche’s garage is going to react, breaking out into that angelic, unrestrained grin and how the headlines and fans are going to be tomorrow.
A great race driver and mentor once told Rascal that “Speed is relative, son. Remember that.” but as Kwanghee falls in love with Hyukkyu at the speed of light and yet soft and slow at the same time, he can’t help but think, that the relativity of speed and physics goes out the window for even science can’t explain how they feel.
END