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devastated.

jeon jungkook was utterly devastated.

the other male's shoulder bumped into his as he walked away, leaving jungkook wholly crushed.

"you're a loser jeon"

was all the other male said after getting on his bike, riding away.

"what the actual fuck . . ." jungkook muttered under his breath, watching hundreds of eyes looking at him with pity- pity? since when did the king need pity of his people?

this unknown man who came out of nowhere indeed changed the entire picture of deville and ruined the image of jeon jungkook.

and all it took for him to change the entire world of the devastated lad was a mere race.

a race jungkook can't ever forget.

it was about a few hours ago, the daily chaos of deville intensified when the faded green haired man's bike flashed all the people's eyes with its blazing entry.

the beastly sound the motorcycle made once it stopped on the starting line gave the audience to scream in excitement.

just another night in deville, the place for bike riders who can even risk their lives for racing- to feel the air of freedom.

jungkook pulled off his helmet and ruffled his faded green hair with his gloved hand, a low grunt escaping his pierced lips as he took in the fresh air.

"who you racing against today jk?" the said man turned his head towards his best friend who was checking his bike as usual to make sure the younger man was ready to race.

"i don't know jimin, maybe some low life as usual" he snickered at his own words.

"ya never stop insulting your opponents do ya?" the blonde retorted with a smirk to which jungkook winked.

"it's one of my kinks, i like insulting others"

"you and your weird kinks. so where's yo opponent?" jimin asked, eyes roaming around.

"isn't that your job to know? cmon chim, don't make me wait like this" the younger almost whined.

"i heard from namjoon that the one racing against you has requested to keep his identity anonymous and isn't from deville so don't ask me, i don't have any freakin idea" jimin said in defence.

"fuck i hate waiting" jungkook grumbled under his breath, clenching both bike handlers under his long slender fingers.

after that it had been five minutes, then ten minutes. the audience soon started to whisper between them, the hype fading away- jungkook hated that, he wanted to already punch the guy who's making him, jeon jungkook wait.

and soon he was cussing under his breath, losing the appetite of racing tonight.

"i'm gonna leave. tell that late fucker to fuck himself for making me wait" jungkook grimaced, almost turning on his bike engine, not until he heard the sound of another motorcycle deafening behind him.

jungkook and jimin both turned their head behind, seeing a red outfitted man with his maroon red bike that both males immediately recognized as a ducati panigale v4 model, stopping before their figures.

"you're late" jimin walked to the male and spoke, his eyes boring to the man who didn't seem to show his face and kept wearing the red helmet.

"i know, can we start the race already?" a deep voice boomed from inside the helmet taking jimin by surprise. not was this man only late, but also rude.

"you-"

"chim, start the race will ya?" jungkook let out with a calm voice as he wore the helmet again.

this guy is totally fucked jimin looked at the anonymous man from head to toe with a sly smirk on his lips, knowing very well how jungkook was going to make this man taste dust not victory, after all, no one has ever won against the jeon jungkook, king of deville.

"okay everyone, today's race is going to start on my count of three. let's hear your best cheering for both riders of tonight" jimin gave a sweet smile to the audience that contained at least a hundred or two people, only here to watch jungkook their idol on action.

the place beamed with cheers for only jungkook as both men stood on the starting line with their bikes.

the big screen showed their figures as girls and boys all went crazy when the screen zoomed on jungkook who shook his head left and right, a thing he does before every race.

"okay on your marks... one... two..." jimin stood between both bikes, a starting pistol in his left hand.

"and"

jungkook and the other man started their motorcycle engine, eyes on the track.

"GO!" the sound of the pistol was heard all over the place as both zoomed past jimin, making his leather jacket dance in the air for a second or two.

screams went wild as jungkook's bike dashed forward as if it raced with the air and not a person.

the moonlight and track lights mixed, creating an romantic atmosphere- for jungkook and his bull, a name he gave his motorcycle three years ago.

jungkook's lips grew in a smirk seeing his opponent far behind, his bike moving in an unsatisfied rhythm which surprised the faded green haired lad since he thought a rich model like that could do a lot better than that- definitely not an experienced biker.

although little did jungkook know he was a tad bit too early to judge?

it wasn't a big deal to ride his bull through the digs and obstacles of the rough edgy track of deville- after all these obstacles made the ride of freedom even more interesting to the green haired lad.

soon one of the dangerous turns of the track came which was pretty popular among the people in deville and even outsiders. a turn where if you don't do a drift at the right time, you can meet a very serious accident that can at minimum break your back and at best death.

"here we go buddy" jungkook whispered to himself as he held the handler tightly, measuring the distance he was left with the turn and when the right time came,

he did a high spun sideways that made his bike almost bend to the right with a loud buzzing noise.

the screams became louder than ever watching the male do that drift, almost creating fire on the road from the dangerous turning.

"i hope that noob fucker won't die there-" jungkook's words to himself were cut off,

when he saw the red bike doing the same drift he did a few seconds ago, way more closer to the corner compared to his. the unknown guy's bike almost met the road as he increased the speed with each second by.

his eyes widened as he watched the male getting closer to his bike from the rear mirror.

and before the young man knew, the red bike dashed beside his one making his heart skip a beat and sped ahead of him in a blink of an eye.

everyone in the audience gasped watching the scene on the big screen, finding it hard to believe that someone crossed jeon jungkook in a race.

jungkook gritted his teeth as he increased the speed, the loud beastly sound came from his bike as he got closer to the other man's motorcycle again.

"no one wins against me!" jungkook whisper yelled as he soon caught up with the other bike.

his eyes swiftly met the other male's from inside their helmet, jungkook felt his heart doing something when he stared at those unknown brown eyes through the black glass, something about this man's eyes ever so boring to his for a split second did things to his heart unknowingly.

jungkook got distracted as the anonymous man zoomed past him again, the polluted air the bike let out made things hard for jungkook to see.

yet the faded green haired male rushed forward, for the first time behind someone.

the green haired man did another drift as a low turn appeared, leaning his body against the bike he increased the speed further.

still somehow it wasn't enough to catch up with this unfamiliar man.

jungkook's heart sank with each second passing by, noticing the gap between their bikes increasing slowly.

"no this can't happen..." jungkook's eyes widened once again when he saw the finishing line coming.

he did his best with keeping the speed at best and using his best methods to cross the guy but in vain.

the mysterious man had already crossed the finishing line,

before jeon jungkook.

jungkook lost. for the first time after becoming the best racer of deville, he lost.

jungkook crossed the finishing line after him, stopping his bike as he sat on it with his head low, hands cold as they loosen from the handler before they fell on their places.

jimin ran to the male and shook his body a bit. "hey it's okay, you did your best-"

"i lost jimin... i lost this race" jungkook's voice weakened from just uttering those words.

jimin just stood there, truly sorry for his friend but couldn't gather words to console him with. after all who would have thought that one day he would have to comfort the best racer in town for losing in a race.

the faded green haired male's eyes slowly met the audience, seeing their disappointed eyes staring at him, the look they gave was something jungkook always feared in his life.

the look that said, he wasn't the best after all.

"so are you the best racer around here?" abruptly spoke a deep voice that made jungkook and jimin both to snap their head at the man standing in front of them.

they saw the red helmet guy standing, not bothering to taking off the helmet even now.

"if you're the best here in deville, that's truly disappointing" the deep voice chuckled lowly that made jungkook's blood boil in a way he never thought it could.

"you need improvement uhh what was your name again? yeah jeon right?"

"you-" jimin started but jungkook placed his hand on the blonde's shoulder making him halt.

"yes it's jeon" jungkook got off his bike, removing his helmet as he shook his head to make his faded green hair messy before he walked closer to the man, the man he lost against.

"this was totally a fluke, i challenge you on another race-"

"that's unnecessary. i saw what you're capable of already, no need to waste my time" the man refused on jungkook's face that made the man to part his lips in pure shock.

nobody ever rejected a race with him before in his entire life.

"who the fuck are you" jungkook's voice was shaken up from the anger building inside his system.

"i don't tell my name but since you wanna know so badly, it's vante" the deep voice emotionlessly spoke. "and... " the man leaned closer to jungkook, placing his hand on the fuming man's shoulder. "it was nice to race against the king of deville, a bit disappointing but we can neglect that"

the man again stood upright, watching jungkook breathing from his mouth because of the anger uncontrollably rushing through his adrenalines.

"you fuckin arrogant piece of shit, race against me again if ya have the fucking balls" jungkook yanked him by the collar, pulling the man closer that made his helmet to bump into his nose but he didn't pay any attention to that as his eyes glared through his green locks, the brown eyes under the helmet watched jungkook's raging eyes in amusement.

"some other day then. maybe once you improve" the man smirked- jungkook could feel it in his bones. the way those eyes mocked him through the glass, it was truly humiliating as fuck.

"for now, learn to keep your hands to yourself" the man held jungkook's hand with his gloved hand and pushed it off him roughly.

the other male's shoulder bumped into his as he walked away, leaving jungkook wholly crushed.

"you're a loser jeon"

was all the other male said after getting on his bike, riding away.

"what the actual fuck . . ."

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q. how's the first chapter?

I'm so excited for this story, it's gonna be spicy and one hell of a ride aaaah >3

↑↑ yes this is what jungkook looks like in this fic

for taehyung, hmm let's reveal that once we have his proper entry ;)