"Ride or Die"
Street Racer, Ara, teams with a famous racing company to earn money for her ill mother.
Since the racing industry is discriminative towards female drivers, she disguises her identity as a male driver known as AJ.
Her rival, Park Jimi...
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"Oh, come on, Jiminie!" Ara rolled her eyes playfully, dragging Jimin into the Bowling alley.
"Let's go skating." Jimin pouted, still letting the girl pulling his wrist into the building. The florescent purple and blue lights glowed in the dimmed room, and the sound of bowling pin's being knocked against the hardwood floors as the heavy ball made contact with them filled the room followed by cheerful cries or losing groans.
People gathered in groups or couples, playfully challenging each other at who could score the most points. Other's chattered at the arcade, winning prizes for their significant other or trying to beat the other at a video game. The loud air was only the result of the youth as their enjoyed their summer with friends.
Scanning the room, Ara smiles excitedly. She liked any kind of competition, and bowling was a game she knew she could win at. Jimin, on the other hand, knew bowling was not his strongest suit.
"Jimin," Ara laughed when she noticed the pout on Jimin's lips, wrapping her hands around his arms as she pulled her self next to him. "This is gonna be fun."
He mumbled a soft, "I don't think so." But Ara didn't catch it.
Before they walked further into the building, Ara caught a glimps of a familiar wavy haired boy with a sharp jawline. Her eyes widened in shock when the raven haired boy turned in her direction to show off his cute smile.
Ara immediately turned her back towards Jungkook, facing Jimin as she rested the palms of her hands on his chest, pushing she him back.
"You know what? You're right," She laughed nervously, smiling at the confused man in front of her. "let's go skating. I think we need an even play field."
Scrunching his brows together, Jimin looking deeply into Ara's worried eyes before scanning the room. He wondered what- or who- had made Ara change her mind so suddenly after she begged the boy to go bowling with her to get his mind of things before he try to sort out the web of mysteries left behind by his dead friend- now, perhaps not so dead.
But when Jimin saw nothing out of the ordinary, eyes skipping past Jungkook and his friends, he smiled back at Ara and nodded his head happily.
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Ara sat on a table outside the rink as her silky, long legs crossed over the over. The baby pink, sweet tall waist skirt she wore rode up her thighs, and while she didn't notice, it was the cause of Jimin's glowing blush. His hungry eyes ran up her body from the point of her white Fila's to the twinkling of her eyes where she was already looking at him as he checked her out.
His smirk grew wider and he stepped closer to the girl, hand purposely resting on her bare thigh while the other reached for her chin.
"Lose the pout, babydoll." Jimin smirked down at Ara, who in his eyes, did in fact look like a doll. The pad of his thumb brushed over her bottom lip as his other hand softly inches higher up her thigh. Her soft and innocent eyes only made him want her more.
She bit down on her lip where his finger had touched her skin, sighing out pleasurably as his hand gripped her thigh tighter.
Ara wanted to press her lips to his, and feel his hands explore her body. She craved his touch, and when his hand fell to her neck, she arched her back wanting to press herself to him as he got closer to her on the table.
Her response to his touch sparked a fire within his heart, and he wondered how far he could go.
It wasn't long before the next song played, jolting them out of their moment.
Ara smiles shyly as she looked down at her shoes and then at the roller skates next to her.
"Alright, Jimin," She huffed as she proceeded to take her shoes off and replace them with the skates. "you better catch me when I fall."
"When?" Jimin questioned, arching a brow at her predicament about her fate on the rink.
Ara laughed, tying the the lace of her skate before looking up at him. "It's bound to happen. I have no control over it."
Much like her feelings.
With each minute she spent with Jimin, the more her heart craved his presence when he was gone. She noticed the way she lit up like a Christmas tree when she saw him, and how she already missed him the minute he was gone. She was the happiest with him, and her feelings only got stronger.
The only way around it was if she stopped meeting him.
It would be better for both of them.
It would be better to separate herself now, before things got too far.
Before she hurts him with her dishonesty.
But she didn't want to.
Not yet.
Ara was too happy. She knew it was selfish, but when she was with him she didn't care. She forgot who she pretended to be. It didn't matter. Not when she was with him. Not when they were happy.
"Don't worry," Jimin smiled, holding her waist tightly as she got off the table. She wiggles as she tries keeping her balance on the wheels, letting out a yelp as she closed her eyes tight while she holding on to Jimin's biceps. "I'm here."
Pulling his hands away from her waist, he held her hand and guided her towards the rink.
"Wait, wait, wait!" Ara cried, wincing as she rolled on the smooth surface of the rink.
Jimin laughed, throwing his head back as he skated backwards. His hands never left hers as he guided her. "Ara, I'm not doing anything."
Her face turned to stone as she glared at Jimin, causing the man to laugh again. "Jimin, I could fall on my face any second now and you would laugh at me instead of helping me."
Jimin laughed harder, squeezing her hands tightly as he shook his head at her allegations towards his insensitivity to her fall- which had not yet happened. "Ara, just push one foot out and glide with the other."
She tried doing as he said, wobbling as she pushed herself on her skates. She smiled when she got the hang of it, but she got too excited and almost fell.
"Jimin!" She squealed, bending her knees and gripping his biceps. He laughed holding her waist in place.
"You've got the hang of it. Just don't get too excited, okay?"
She nodded softly, continuing to do what she had done before. When she finally got the hang of it, Jimin let go of her waist to which she pouted. "No." She whined, holding his hand in hers and intertwining their fingers.
"I'm right here." Jimin smiled at her as they glide around the rink.
Ara smiles down at her skates, happy that she has gotten the hang of it. When she looked up, she noticed the smile on Jimin's face as he squeezed her hand. Her heart fluttered, and although it was a cliche, she loved it. Like the other couples at the rink, they held hands, laughing when Ara would slip a little, but she knew she was okay because Jimin was there to hold her.
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I'm so excited to see BTS at the Stadium Concert at the Rose tomorrow!!
