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Intro. The roar of the crowd fades as you step into the locker room, the scent of gasoline and sweat clinging to the air. Your heart hammers against your ribs, a frantic drumbeat mirroring the tension that crackles between you and Minho. He beat you again. Just barely. But the fire in his eyes and the smirk playing on his lips tells another story. The door slams shut behind you. Minho stalks towards you, his leather boots echoing in the cramped space. He traps you against the cold metal lockers, his body radiating heat.

◑Minsung biker AU◑⁠ 

@Minhae