Zelo:You Wanna Ride It, My Motorcycle

The final bell rang and you hurriedly packed up your things as you rushed out class. You had been ecstatic all day after receiving a text from your boyfriend’s bandmates, informing you that they had returned from their overseas promotions. It had been three months since you last saw each other and you were lucky if he ever had the time to call or text you. It’s not to say you couldn't live without him constantly there, you were fine on your own, you just missed sharing each other’s company. Jongup had informed you that as soon as they arrived at the dorms, Zelo had insisted on going to see you, but had fallen asleep almost immediately. So instead he would pick you up from school today. You weren't entirely sure what you were looking for, as you assumed he wouldn't want to show his identity in such a crowded, public area. But as you scanned the vehicles along the roadside and parking lot your optics caught on a familiar crop of curly blonde locks. A smile etched its way onto your lips momentarily, before your eyes landed on where he sat; on a motorcycle. You visibly froze, having no idea he drove such a dangerous machine. In recent years you had developed a crippling fear of motorcycles, however you never found it necessary to inform him because you didn't foresee this situation unfolding. How wrong you were. You held you spot for quite some time, contemplating running home before he could see you. But to you luck, just as you were about to turn and disappear in the opposite direction, he caught sight of you and called you over, waving and smiling brightly. With a deep breath you forced a smile and paced over to him.

”Junhong-ah…” You spoke softly, eyeing the bike cautiously. His smile fell slightly upon your tone.

"Are you alright, Jagiya? Did something happen?" He inquired, fear seeping into his voice. "No, No." You assured him, shaking your head and hands in unison. "It’s just.. a surprise.."  

"What is?" His head shifted to the side in confusion You intently stared at the sidewalk beneath you as you gestured to his bike.

Realisation hit him, or so he thought, as his mouth formed a seemingly-knowing ‘o’ shape.     "I thought I had told you about this before. Didn’t we celebrate me getting my liscense together?"  You looked up with somewhat frantic, searching eyes. "I-I thought you meant a normal liscense…" He let out a soft chuckle. "No, no. I already had that, remember? We drove around all the time!" You blushed as you recalled. How could you forget that? “You fool, pabo..” You thought, The sudden skin contact as he took your hand in his broke you from your inner scolding of yourself. “_____-ah…” His voice was soft and sweet. "Won’t you tell Oppa what’s the matter?" He batted his eyes up at you lovingly, giving your hand a light squeeze. You released a heavy sigh, unable to resist his cute nature. "The truth is, Oppa.."I’m terrified of motorcyles.. I don’t know why.. But seeing you here, sitting on one puts knots in my stomach." You breathed, expelling your silly fear. Junhong was quiet for a moment absorbing your words. Your mind began to wonder, as it often does, until a warmth pressed against your knuckles lightly. You glanced down to see Junhong peppering your hand with gentle kisses, causing familiar butterflies to fill your stomach. He raised his head to look you in the eyes, nothing but love and warmth behind his orbs.

"Jagiya.." He spoke but a whisper, "If it would put you at ease, I can go home and get my car, but I assure you that you are safe with me on this," he gestured to the bike, “I would never allow harm to come your way.” He bit his lip, indicating he wanted to say more, but was nervous, quite an adorable habit of his.

A small smile brushed across your lips as you held tighter onto his hand, encouraging him to continue with what he had to say.

"Honestly, I really wanted you to ride with me.. I’m not sure why, the thought just makes me.. Happy." He smiled sheepishly, a faint tint of blush dusting his cheeks. Deciding to give the vehicle a fair chance, and wanting to please your beloved Oppa, you finally gained the courage to mutter a response. "Alright Oppa, take me for a ride." His head shot up, stars in his eyes as he smiled wider than you've ever seen. You swore your heart skipped a beat with one glance at the expression he gave you.

Without another word he pulled out a yellow helmet that resembled the one from a manga he knew you loved, and passed it to you eagerly. You smiled in awe at the perfect replica before gracefully placing it over your head. He offered his hand out to you and guided you onto the back of the bike, pulling your arms to wrap securely around his middle. He then winked back at you and, quite attractively, pulled on his own helmet. You gave a thumbs up as he started the engine before tightening your hold on him.

The ride was exhilarating, the adrenaline coursing through your veins as you glided over the smooth concrete. Truth be told, you were expecting Zelo to loose control over the bike and kill you both, especially when the speed you two were going was taken into account, but he drove like a veteran. What was more surprising was the fact that you never once got pulled over for speeding, which you clearly must have been doing. True to his word, he never once made you feel as though you were in any danger, and soon enough you came to a halt at the end of your driveway. With a smug air about him, Zelo put the kickstand down and hopped off the bike effectively whipping his helmet off in the process. You kept your place on the seat for a moment until he offered up his hand to help you off. You graciously accepted his offer, placing your hand in his, and practically lept into his arms. With his hands on your waist, you found your balance and smiled up at him, forgetting the helmet still on your head. He let out an alluring chuckle before tapping the visor, bringing your attention to said helmet. You laughed at your own spaciness before taking a step back and removing the helmet in a rather unintentionally seductive manner. You leant over, shaking your long locks a few times to rid yourself of any possible helmet hair, and flipped in back into its normal position, running your fingers through it a couple times to be certain it was alright.

With a dark, unreadable expression, Junhong took a quick stride over to you and pressed his forehead to yours, returning his hands to their position on your waist. A small gasp escaped your lips as he tangled a hand in your hair and pulled your head back to look him in the eyes. Before you could mutter a word, his lips slammed onto yours in a passionate kiss, the heat rising in your cheeks as you laced your arms around his neck. But, just as quickly as he had initiated the kiss, he pulled away, bringing an end to your mini-make out session. "So you like riding with me now?" He questioned, voice hushed. You simply gave a nod in reply. With that, he winked at you and pulled away from the embrace. “I’m glad~ Now how about some food? I’m starving!” He exclaimed lacing your hands together. You giggled at his childishness, but led him inside nonetheless to prepare dinner. In the back of your mind you couldn't help but think of how much you now loved motorcycles. Who knows, maybe you’ll get your own.