Park (Maetee/T-Rex)

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T-Rex was observing cars passing by, annoyed. He turned around, glancing back at the dashboard. His eyes rolled as he sees the tachometer showing a number below the allowed speed limit.  

"Maetee." He glared at the driver but didn't get any response. 

"Can you maybe step on the gas?" He tried again. The taller man shook his head, gripping the steering wheel tighter.

"We are almost there." Maetee pointed out, eyes fixed on the road before him. 

"No, we are not. With that speed, it will take another hour." T-Rex growled. 

"I really love you, Maetee. But park that car right now." T-Rex ordered his boyfriend. The vehicle stopped in an instant. It took just a moment for them to exchange seats and get back on the road. T-rex was smiling as he speeds up, humming happily.

"You shouldn't drive with a broken arm," Maetee murmured, more to himself as they enter the hospital grounds. 

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