- Grand Prix - Chapter 1
Title: - Grand Prix -
GENRE: DRAMA + ROMANCE + ANGST + SMUT
RATING: PG-13/R
CAST: Jung Yunho, Kim Jaejoong, Kimi Raikkonen, Park Joongjae (Junjin)
AUTHOR: leeyoung_jin
DISCLAIMER: YunJaeKim is mine! *runs*
THEME SONG: TVXQ - Purple Line
RELEASED DATE: 4 August 2010
SUMMARY: A dream is just a dream if we don’t try to achieve them. Jung Yunho is a naïve young man who always wished that he could someday be a Formula 1 driver like Junjin, his favorite driver from Ferrari. Could he be the fastest driver on the earth?
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CHAPTER 1
“A dream is just a dream if we don’t achieve it…”
Finishing the words, he stood up. Flash lights and screams of his fanatic fans followed him till he reached his limo van. The trophy in his hands shone brightly even though it is dark inside out.
“At last…” he murmured.
“Yunho…”
“Thank God…”
“Yunho…?”
“Drive me home, please…I can’t wait to break the good news.”
“YUNNNHOOO!”
“YA JUNG YUNHO!”
The boy jumped out of the bed as his mother started to hit him hard. “WAKE UP! YOU’RE LATE FOR YOUR CLASS!” His mother took the remote control and shut the TV which has been on since last night.
“Arasseo, arasseo umma…I’m going to bath now.”
“Should’ve known how you would wake up late after watching Grand Prix last night.” The old lady muttered under her breath.
She shook her head after looking at her son’s room, full of F1’s posters and of course, his favorite F1 driver; Junjin. It’s almost 8 years
from the year Yunho was almost killed by the car, which was when he fell in love with Formula 1, or with Park Joongjae precisely.
Ever since that day, Yunho started to idolize the driver that almost got him killed, Park Joongjae, aka Junjin. He would stare at the TV for hours when the Grand Prix starts, jumping like a monkey if Junjin gets to the podium and furious when Junjin’s car crashed or had an engine failure.
She then caught a glimpse of her son’s writing on the edge of the poster.
‘A dream is just a dream if we don’t achieve it…My dream is to become a professional F1 driver…’
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“Appa! Your’re back!” the 18 years old Jaejoong ran and gave his old man a bone-crushing hug. “When did you get back?”
The old man kisses his son’s temple. “A couple of hours before you woke up. I brought you some souvenirs from Monaco.”
They chatted happily and Jaejoong ended up late for his class.
“Son, I got a surprise for you before you go.”
Jaejoong took the white envelope that his father gave him and threw a questioning look.
“Help me pass this to Yoochun’s father, ne?”
Jaejoong’s expression turns into overjoyed and hugs his appa again, as he already knew what’s inside the white envelope. “Thanks appa.”
“Come home as soon as you’ve finish you class, son!”
“ARASSEO!”
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“OH GOD! Yunhoo you’re soo dead!”
A tall, tanned figure sprinted to a silent hallway, looking for his class when he suddenly collided into someone.
“Sorry…I’m so sorry…” Yunho apologized, helping the other to pick up the bag.
“It’s okay.” The shorter one smiled without looking back.
“Uhmm, excuse me, but I’m new here. Do you happen to know where class 306c is?”
“Jaejoong? The lecture has been looking for you.” another guy comes up.
“Yes, Yoochun. This guy needs direction. He’s new here.” Jaejoong turned to face the new student.
For the first time, Yunho saw the face of the person he ran into. He was dazed when he saw the beauty in front of him. Pale face, pointy
nose and the rosy plump lips, those combined, resembling the perfect feature standing right before him.
“306c is just right ahead of you. See that dustbin, over there? It’s just across it.”
Yunho stammered. “Ah…ye…thanks…”
He stayed there motionless; looking at Jaejoong’s back moving further away.
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“Seems like he’s interested in you, Jaejoong.”
“Huh? Who do you mean?” Jaejoong asked back.
Yoochun just rolled his eyes. “Obviously, he’s been staring at you when you’re giving out direction. I bet he doesn’t even catch a thing
you said and ended up asking other student again.”
“Haha, very funny Yoochun. Trying to make fun of me? Fine then, I won’t break up the good news to you until you apologize to me.” Jaejoong smug and Yoochun simply pout. “I’m not buying it, Park. You gotta come up with something better than that.”
Yoochun gave in and offer Jaejoong free lunch. Jaejoong who was satisfied with the offer, gave the white envelope that his father handed him earlier.
“What’s this?” Yoochun asked confusedly.
Jaejoong pointed the symbol on the edge of the envelope.
“For your appa.” Jaejoong smiled and pats his friend’s back.
“Oh.My.God. Is this..? Is this from the McLaren Mercedes team!?” by now, Yoochun has already freaked out, while Jaejoong just nodded.
“Thank you so much my friend!”
Jaejoong couldn’t help but be happy for his only friend whose father was unemployed for almost 3 months.
Later that night, after having a small dinner at Yoochun’s house, Jaejoong and his father went out to grab some midnight coffee while having a father-son talk.
“Jaejoongie, there’s a tournament coming up at the end of the month, held in Suzuka, Japan, and this time, I’m want to bring you along, if it’s okay for you?”
Jaejoong widen his eyes upon hearing his father’s invitation. “Appa! Are you kidding!? Of course I won’t be okay if you don’t bring me along this time!”
His father just laughed and started to mock his son by mimicking his son’s voice. “But appa, I’m so scared of the scary lane…”
They ended up laughing and joking around, like brothers
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“And for the next Formula 1 tournament will be held in Suzuka Circuit, Japan on the 23rd.”
“Yes, and if the Finnish Ice prince of McLaren Mercedes team wins again, then he will certainly break the records of winning 5 consecutive time in a row…”
“Indeed, the former racer from the same team, Mika Hakkinen must’ve been proud of his son’s success…”
The blonde man shut the TV and gulped his whisky. He felt a hand with long nails, caressing between his thighs. A pair of lips brushes his collar bone. Still holding the glass with the other hand, he pulled the lady beside him into a short kiss.
“You know what? I hate your long, manicured nails. It hurts, bitch. Now get your ass out of here.” He whispered dangerously.
The lady stood up and cried, as she knew that she couldn’t possess the man.
After she left, the phone rang.
“Hey, son…did you watch Star Sports just now?”
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A/N: Okay, let’s see….I know I’m suck at explaining the situations. All I could come up is only dialogue, dialogue and more dialogue. Some of you might’ve questioned Jaejoong’s father’s job. Well, he’s an engineer, and works with McLaren Mercedes as their car technician. Some sort of that.
A/N: Ahh…and Chunnie’s dad. He’s unemployed, so all these times, Jaejoong begs his father to help Chunnie’s father get a job. And he succeeded. Chunnie’s father is accepted as an assistant manager of the garage pit stop.