You tightened the helmet strap of your rather attractive boyfriend, Mike Nesmith. Then, you flatted your feet and smiled, resting your hands on your hips.
"Thanks, shotgun." Mike kissed the very top of your head and turned to see how his hair looked in the mirror. He messed around with it, making sure it looked nice with his classic sunglasses from the show. He turned back to you. "Ready?"
You nodded, a huge grin on your face. "Why wouldn't I be?" You giggled. "I get to see my absolutely gorgeous boyfriend more than I usually do."
"Well, I mean-" Mike stopped, chuckling. "I was just gonna say that the people there are pretty crazy, hon," He said, looking at you. You could hardly see his deep brown eyes through the red lenses of the black rimmed sunglasses.
You looked back at him. "I'll be fine, don't worry." You smiled once again, this time making sure it was much sweeter and more sympathetic.
Mike returned the smile and put his arm around your waist, you two walking out together. "You're such a sweetie," He mumbled as he lead you out to the car.
You giggled at this and just got into the car, buckling up and shifting to her comfortable, Mike doing the same.
Mike started the car up, backing out of the driveway carefully and starting to drive to the racetrack. This was one of the first races he was actually going to be in. He usually just came and watched, but he was lucky enough to have the chance to actually race this time. Though he was incredibly nervous, he still was super excited. You were too. You never had gone to see him or anybody race before.
You hummed to the silly tune on the radio, it being the Chubby Checker classic, 'The Twist.' Mike smiled, looking slightly amused as he drove.
After a good drive, Mike pulled into the parking lot, parking his car and getting out. You stretched, unbuckling yourself and stepping out. You looked around, seeing a decent amount of cars there already. You assumed that you were early since Mike liked being places early. You liked that about him.
Mike looked over at you. "Ready, Y/n?" He asked, offering his hand to you. You nodded and took the offered hand, walking with him over to the track.
The track was large like any other track. A few motorcycles were already set up, being polished and tampered with by their owners. You were so amazed by how big the track was and the smell of smoke and gasoline that you didn't noticed Mike had let go of your hand to go set up his bike.
You blinked out of your thoughts and looked around, spotting the tall Texan very easily. His sunglasses were on his head, the red coloured lenses being very noticeable from a distance. You skipped over to him, helping him set up.
After a few moments of checking the bike and messing with it, Mike looked over at you. "What if I lose?" He asked, the corners of his lips turning down into a frown. He looked really hurt actually and it made you frown to see him like that.
"So what if you lose? It's all for fun, right babe?" You said, trying to cheer him up.
Mike furrowed his eyebrows, looking disappointed with your answer. "I know that.." He paused, sighing. "I just don't wanna be a fool in front of ya." He admitted, looking at you again. "I don't wanna disappoint you," He rephrased.
You leaned against his bike and held his hand, giving his cheek a soft kiss. "Nothing you do will disappoint me. Ever, and I mean it." You smiled, being sincere. "Don't worry about what I think, just do what makes you happy," You said, kissing his other cheek. Your own cheeks were dusted light pink.
The corner of his lips started to turn up into a smile again. "Thanks, shotgun." He leaned down, kissing your forehead, bringing you close into an embrace, his hand holding your head close to his chest. "I love you."
You smiled at his touch, hugging him back. "I love you too."
He let go, looking back at you, still smiling. "I'll be expecting you to be cheering for me with the crowd, so you better get back there," Mike said jokingly, chuckling at himself after.
You laughed. "Of course." You gave him yet another little kiss before running off to the bleachers to watch him from there.
Mike got his bike helmet on, tightening the strap and shifting it so it fit nicely with his sunglasses. He got on the bike, shifting and getting comfortable on that as well, getting himself ready. He wanted to just blast off, going as fast as possible. He chewed lightly his lip thinking about it.
Soon enough, a loud gun shoot was heard and all the racers blasted off of the line and around the track. You waved your hand around to try to move away the dust that was created from the bikes. Once you could see, you looked for Mike, seeing him in fourth place. You instantly started to cheer for him. "GO Mike!"
Mike raced around the track, chewing on his lip still. He stopped when he realised he was doing it. You always told him to stop because it made his lips all chapped. He started to think about you and words you said to him earlier. He smiled faintly and started to speed up, drifting pass another driver, getting into third place.
Continuing this steady rate for a while, now on his second lap, he kept his eyes on the two drivers ahead of him and tried to find a way to get past them both and easily.
As he raced, you stood up and cheered him on. You cupped your mouth with your hands to project your voice. "Go Mike!!" You yelled loudly, a large grin on your face as you continued to yell and cheer.
Another lap passed. Mike was now on the final lap, being back in fourth place again. He grumbled under his breath as he attempted to go faster, though he was nervous about crashing. He let go of his fears and blasted ahead, going as fast as he could.
He passed two people in front of him, not being in second place. The finish line was coming and he tried to go faster, but wasn't able to, coming in second place instead.
Mike smiled, overfilled with joy. You were also overfilled with joy, screaming and cheering loudly still. Mike took off his helmet, his hair all sweaty and messy. You ran down and soon joined him, hugging his arm and jumping up and down excitedly.
"Oh my gosh, you did!" You said, your eyes and smile both being wide. Mike grinned.
"Calm down, geez, I wasn't even trying.." He said jokingly, winking.
You rolled your eyes and laughed. "Oh my gosh.. I'm so proud of you.." You said, calming down a bit. You gave his cheek a big kiss.
"Are you lying?" Mike asked shyly. You shook your head rapidly.
"Oh heavens no! I would never." You shook your head again.
"I'm so lucky to have you.." Mike mumbled, sighing and pressing his forehead against yours for a moment. He pulled back and wrapped his arm around your waist. "Shall we?"
You nodded and smiled still, loving how happy he looked as well. You two walked back to the car, getting inside quick.
By now, it was getting a bit chilly. Not too bad, just a bit. You buckled up, looking over at Mike. Mike looked back at you and two just sat there for a few moments. "T-Thanks for coming with me.." Mike spoke up, looking away.
You nod. "Of course, you should race again. You were hella good." You kissed his cheek for the millionth time that day.
Mike chuckled. "Yeah that sounds pretty groovy," He said. "I should try to get a better bike though, mine stinks compared to the person that was in first place.." He added.
You nodded in agreement. "Yeah, we should. Maybe I can even try to learn."
Mike laughed. "You would be too scared," He said with a playful smirk.
You roll your eyes. "Just start driving."
Mike laughed again, starting the car and pulling out of the parking lot and onto the open road.
Once you got home you instantly went to you and Mike's shared bedroom, changing into your pajamas and laying down on the soft, plush bed.
The spot next to you sunk lightly and you felt strong arms wrap around you. You smile and turned over, leaning into Mike's touch. You snuggled up against his chest, admiring his warmth and how safe you felt in his arms.
Mike kissed your forehead and buried his face in your hair, breathing in your scent. Your hair smelt nice since you washed it yesterday. It smelt a bit smoky from the racetrack, but the smell was hardly there, so he smiled as well.
You two fell asleep blissfully together.
== sorry if it's ooc- sorry if it's bad too and i know that i say this every time man rip-
== again, this is dedicated to a lovely person by the name @rocketqueen96