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[FILL] i bet on losing dogs
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Formula 1 AU
Permission to remix: Yes
***
“You must be excited,” Huihyeon brought up in the bathroom while Nayoung was touching up her lipstick. “I heard Jeonghan podiumed this weekend. Congratulations.”
Nayoung tried to hide her grimace by wiping at her cupid’s bow. “Oh, that.” She ended up smudging her reapplication instead and cursed. Huihyeon laughed and dug out a makeup wipe from her handbag. “Thank you.”
“You don’t sound happy about it at all,” Huihyeon discerned from where she was leaning against the vanity countertop.
“I am,” lied Nayoung. She’d woken up to a drunk voicemail from Jeonghan, no doubt out all night celebrating with the team. I wish you were here with me, he’d said. Hey, about what we talked about last time, I’ve been thinking – “It’s just been a long time,” she reassured, going in with her lip liner again.
***
Jeonghan formally asked her out ten years ago during his debut full season, after he’d scored his first points in P6. She’d been in the paddock shadowing her dad, who’d sponsored Jeonghan’s motorsport career since his early single-seater days. In between Nayoung discussing his tire deg, Jeonghan had nodded and said as casually as bringing up track conditions, Yeah, I worked the tires a little too hard in the first half of the race. What do you think about having dinner with me?
“It was so sudden,” Nayoung cited later over wine when Jeonghan asked her why she’d accepted his invitation. “Before I knew it, I was saying yes.”
Jeonghan beamed at her, apples of his cheeks flushed from the alcohol. “I’ve wanted to ask you on a date for a long time,” he divulged, putting down his own glass. They were sitting on his hotel room couch and their knees had been touching for a while now, “but I couldn’t bear to do it without a single point to my name.”
Nayoung’s breath hitched when he drew himself close enough that their lips were almost touching. “Sounds like an excuse,” she whispered as he gently took the stem of her glass and placed it on the table beside them. He’d had nothing short of years to express his romantic interest – they’d been sent to the same overseas boarding schools and Nayoung had followed her dad to the race track since she was old enough to remember – but of course he’d create some silly benchmark before allowing himself to make any sort of move.
“We still ended up here, didn’t we?” Jeonghan grinned against her mouth. The lighting was dim and the forgotten movie they’d put on after dinner played on a low volume in the background. Nayoung really should’ve recognized it for the set up it was. But before he could beat her to the punch once more, she shut him up by kissing him.
***
“I’m home,” Jeonghan announced while lugging his suitcase through the entryway and dislodging her shoe rack from its place against the wall in the process.
Nayoung looked up from where she’d been stirring her mom’s doenjang jjigae, considering the entire myriad of reasons she could break up with him. The constant travel, one of them. But Jeonghan could just as easily refute that she needed the space, and he wouldn’t be exactly wrong. “You’re back,” she echoed, turning off the burner.
“I didn’t miss the heat here,” Jeonghan continued. He was bent over, pushing the shoe rack back in order. He’d been stuck in Seoul the entire summer last year after breaking his left arm, but that hadn’t stopped him from texting her every time she was away on business. “Much nicer in Spa. I brought back chocolate, I hope it didn’t melt along the way.”
“Thank you,” Nayoung replied as if she were going through a series of preset cues. Even before the injury, Jeonghan had spent the previous two years scrapping for points and fighting against a series of mechanical DNFs. It was a far cry from when he’d finished third in the Drivers’ Championship back in 2019. “Did you eat on the plane?”
That was another reason. Just as Jeonghan’s career would inevitably wind down, Nayoung was poised to take her dad’s place as CEO on the team. He rounded the kitchen island and pressed a light kiss to her temple. “I was saving my appetite for a homemade meal,” he answered, reaching for two bowls from the cupboard.
She’d asked him over the winter break, could you see yourself still in the paddock, even if you aren’t the one driving the car? And Jeonghan had countered with a laugh that sounded more akin to a sob, but what else would I do with myself?, his back turned to her on the sim.
Nayoung opened the rice cooker for him. She was initially grateful when Jeonghan had stripped off the shiny veneer of his motorsport celebrity with her. It felt like a privilege to see someone so raw and up-close, the amount of trust it took to expose the soft underbelly of yourself without the guarantee of receiving kindness in return.
But later Nayoung understood why people always ended love stories after the confession. The pot inside was empty. “I forgot to cook the rice,” she said plainly at her own fault. Jeonghan could only laugh.
***
Nayoung watched Jeonghan’s GQ Korea video in bed on her iPad when he was away earlier that year. “Thank you for looking at me with so much love throughout my career,” he told the camera after going through his supposed travel essentials that Nayoung knew he actually didn’t carry around. It wasn’t that she particularly found herself missing him, it was that – “I’ll make sure to continue working hard to repay all your support. This has been Formula One driver Yoon Jeonghan.”
After scrolling through the fifth comment in a row declaring an undying love for Jeonghan, Nayoung texted Huihyeon, how do you know when it’s time to break up with someone.
shit, im nayoung r u rlly thinking of ending it??? Huihyeon sent back almost immediately. Nayoung didn’t quite know how to respond to that. She put her phone on Do Not Disturb and played the video back.
The first month after he broke his arm, Nayoung found Jeonghan awake at four in the morning, watching an old race of his in the living room. The sofa dipped when she curled up on the other side of it, but Jeonghan didn’t outwardly acknowledge her presence. He’d rewind and watch back any great overtaking maneuvers he made, over and over again.
After an hour of this, she couldn’t hold it in anymore. “You don’t have a healthy relationship with anything,” Nayoung stated as they both absently stared at the TV screen. She remembered this race, Shanghai 2019. He’d kissed her square on the mouth after the podium ceremony in the paddock, careful media training be damned, and she’d laughed against his cheek and told him he tasted entirely of champagne.
The sun was beginning to rise outside, casting a light blue glare across that same cheek. Jeonghan turned to look at her from where his head was laying on the couch headrest. "I have a healthy relationship with you."
In the ensuing silence, Nayoung knew they both internally debated the merits of that claim.
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- Jeonghan formally asked her out ten years ago THEY'VE BEEN AT IT FOR TEN YEARS plus more of just knowing each other... it really makes a lot of sense though. yjh debuted in seventeen at the perfect age for f1 too... and inyyjh is, in essentially all of our canon, a narrative that stretches over years LOL
- She’d been in the paddock shadowing her dad, who’d sponsored Jeonghan’s motorsport career since his early single-seater days i love this setup for them so much, along with going to the same boarding schools because just like that you can imagine all the interactions they had growing up. i like how they have a financial link but there's no indication that the financial link is what caused them to date. and, i also love how nayoung's decision to break up with him coincides with her upward trend in power and his downward trend in results.
- “I’m home,” Jeonghan announced while lugging his suitcase through the entryway and dislodging her shoe rack from its place against the wall in the process. i love this scene... is it really his home?? i love the symbolism of him messing up the rack too
- The constant travel, one of them. But Jeonghan could just as easily refute that she needed the space, and he wouldn’t be exactly wrong. and this too T___T it really is like... i see iny as someone who values her independence a lot and her personal space. the little details you put in like this just make her back-and-forth about if she should break up with him seem so logical and realistic
- She’d asked him over the winter break, could you see yourself still in the paddock, even if you aren’t the one driving the car? And Jeonghan had countered with a laugh that sounded more akin to a sob, but what else would I do with myself?, his back turned to her on the sim. amazing lines... so emblematic of how much f1 drivers go absolutely all in on racing T___T
- She was initially grateful when Jeonghan had stripped off the shiny veneer of his motorsport celebrity with her. [...] But later Nayoung understood why people always ended love stories after the confession. this line is my absolute favorite it is so (x100) good!! (teary face emoji)
- the whole shanghai rewatch scene is insane. it's so easy to visualize in your writing and really so sad to see jeonghan so consumed by his identity as a racing driver to basically ignore nayoung, and her sitting there for the whole hour anyway, and the killer last lines: Jeonghan turned to look at her from where his head was laying on the couch headrest. "I have a healthy relationship with you." / In the ensuing silence, Nayoung knew they both internally debated the merits of that claim. crazy crazy crazy!!!
this is so good and so true to the essence of the prompt, when i posted it i honestly thought no one would really want to write this type of narrative for svt so i'm thrilled that two people did :_) you're a genius as always!! idk honestly the wag life is not an easy one and i find it really interesting to see which rl relationships last. the lewis/nicole print... so thank you for combining these things together and for constantly feeding me!!
[REMIX] road head
Major Tags: N/A
Additional Tags: Formula 1 AU
Permission to remix: Yes
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that last scene.... x__x
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