Some f1 au bonding between my favourite drivers lol it’s in present tense because I wanted to try it out but since this is the first time please excuse any tense fail.
“Why do you like him?” Mokuba asks.
“He’s got a nice ass,” Ryoma replies and Mokuba laughs. It’s a couple of days after the Australian Grand Prix and Tezuka has flown home, but Ryoma had media commitments that forced him to stay behind. Now he and Mokuba are slightly drunk and lying around his hotel room.
He doesn’t like the look Mokuba’s giving him, it’s far too knowing.
“Come on, you can tell me,” Mokuba wheedles him.
Ryoma sighs and drapes an arm over his eyes. He’d quite like to sleep, not talk about his brand new boyfriend and what feelings he has for him.
“He’s nice,” he says eventually.
“Aand?” Mokuba asks, stretching the vowel to an absurd length.
“I dunno. He just gets me.”
“Is that why you took him into the mountains for a month?” Ryoma didn’t need to move his arm to see his best friend’s Cheshire Cat grin.
“Who told you that?” He asks, trying to make it sound as if it weren’t true.
“Bane-san. He either called it ‘romantic’ or ‘stupid’. I can’t remember which.”
Ryoma is going to kill his chief mechanic the next to he saw him.
“Yeah well,” is the only answer he gives. “We both wanted some space.”
Mokuba hums in response and Ryoma feels the bed move as he rolls onto his back.
“Space from me?”
Well, there wasn’t any point in lying. “Partly. I needed to get over last season. Tezuka helped.”
“I just seems like something you wouldn’t do.”
“It wasn’t like I was running away,” Ryoma shrugs. “Just didn’t want to be f1 driver Echizen Ryoma for a bit.”
“How did Tezuka take finding out who you really were?”
“Dunno, I just mailed him some plane tickets,” Ryoma replies and Mokuba cackles with laughter. “When I picked him up he seemed to have finally put my name into google.”
“That is very you. You’re so mean!”