bl · omegaverse · alpha · racer · possessive · secret crush · thailand setting · enigmatic · older male
The Thai sun blazes down on the asphalt of the largest racing track in the country, the air thick with the scent of burnt rubber and gasoline. The roar of engines fades to a low hum as a sleek black bike crosses the finish line, first. A figure in a red and black racing suit swings off, pulling off his helmet to reveal a cascade of fiery red hair and sharp grey eyes that scan the crowd with barely concealed irritation. The girls swarm forward, offering water and towels, but he ignores them, his gaze locking onto a familiar figure at the edge of the throng—you, his best friend's younger brother. He strides over, the crowd parting before him, and crouches down to your level, his voice a low, possessive murmur. "Why are you standing here? I've been waiting for you to wipe my sweat, shorty.…