“The laundry service will keep your clothes until you return to New York.” Winston opened Hunter’s wardrobe and picked out a few clean outfits, “Take these to wear in Travis.”
“Okay…” Although Winston didn’t criticize him, Hunter felt like he was acting like a strict father.
The laundry service arrived quickly. Hunter’s small apartment looked much tidier once the dirty clothes were gone. Sitting on the mattress with his chin propped in his hands, Hunter watched Winston pack his luggage. With a mischievous grin, he beckoned Winston, “Hey… hey…”
“What is it?” Winston turned to look at him.
Hunter continued to wave his hand and even patted the spot next to him. Winston left what he was doing and walked over to sit beside him, “What’s up?”
“Do you think… the bodybuilder and the sexy girlfriend are out or asleep?”
Winston checked his watch, “Probably taking a nap.”
Hunter’s smile grew wider as he leaned closer to Winston and whispered, “I’ve wanted revenge for a long time.”
“Revenge? How are you planning to do that?”
“Just lie down and don’t move.” Hunter patted Winston’s shoulder.
“What are you going to do?” Winston didn’t budge.
“Heh heh, you’ll see once you lie down!” Hunter’s face was full of anticipation.
Winston frowned but leaned back, “Okay, now what?”
Unexpectedly, Hunter flipped over and straddled Winston, his arms on either side of Winston’s head and his legs on the sides of his waist. He pressed down hard on the mattress, creating squeaky noises as if they were engaged in some vigorous activity. Hunter mischievously reached out a hand to brace against the wall, pounding it repeatedly to make noise, causing the light fixture on the wall to shake.
Lowering his head, Hunter looked at Winston with a smug smile, “Does it sound convincing?”
Perhaps Winston didn’t expect Hunter to do this, so he just looked at him without moving. This made Hunter feel extremely successful. He had finally managed to surprise Winston. Most importantly, he knew Winston wasn’t angry.
“Does it sound convincing?” Hunter asked again, his calf pressed against Winston’s thigh. He was pleased with himself for being able to openly tease Winston. He was eager to provoke Winston into a rage!
“Let’s see how long you can keep this up.” Winston tilted his chin slightly, the smile on his lips becoming clear.
Sure enough, Winston wasn’t angry! This guy looked like a gentleman on the outside but was actually evil inside! Playing along like this was totally his style!
“I can last two hours in an F1 face. This is nothing!” Hunter was dissatisfied with Winston doubting his stamina.
“Oh—two hours.” Winston lay still, his hair shaking with the movement of the mattress. This sight made Hunter itch to do more.
The bed continued to squeak. The lampshade was on the verge of falling and hitting Hunter on the head. Suddenly, Winston reached out and pushed Hunter’s head down to protect him. The lampshade brushed past Hunter’s ear.
That was close! How could he forget to take the lampshade down?
At that moment, Hunter’s nose happened to brush against Winston’s neck. For a moment, he was reluctant to move away. He wished he could stay just a little longer, savoring Winston’s scent. It was a scent that filled him with a sense of security and made him reluctant to part.
Winston gently patted the back of Hunter’s head, “What’s wrong, out of energy already?”
“How could I be out of energy? I was just thinking that maybe those two aren’t home! If that’s the case, then I’ve been shaking the bed like an idiot for my own amusement?”
After that, Hunter took a chocolate bar from his pocket, tore off the wrapper, and smugly bit into it. He continued shaking the bed vigorously and pounding on the wall. Hunter looked at Winston, eyes crinkled with laughter.
At that moment, Winston suddenly propped himself up. Hunter, thinking he had something to say, lowered his head. With a “snap”, the other end of the chocolate bar was bitten off. Hunter was stunned, feeling as if Winston had broken the most delicate nerve in his body, not just the chocolate.
Finally, the other side of the wall was pounded hard, and a man’s impatient roar faintly came through, “Are you done yet!”
Hunter stopped and looked down at Winston, suddenly clutching his stomach and bursting into muffled laughter. The remaining piece of chocolate fell and was caught by Winston. Hunter collapsed on top of Winston, burying his face in his neck, laughing until he was out of breath.
“Is it him?” Winston tilted his head, the tip of his nose touching Hunter’s cheek.
“It’s him… Mr. Bodybuilder…”
When Hunter raised his eyes to meet Winston’s gaze, he became entranced. Those were Winston’s eyelids, his eyelashes, his pupils. All so close. Hunter realized that this was the first time he had ever been in such close proximity with Winston without any distance between them.
“Want to continue?” Winston asked softly.
“Of course! Let’s make more noise and drive them crazy! Hahaha!”
Suddenly, the world turned upside down. Hunter found himself facing up, with Winston now straddling him, pushing one of his legs up high.
“Hey—what are you doing!” Hunter’s heart leaped to his throat.
“Shaking the bed.”
Winston’s lips curved into a smile, and even the amusement in his eyes had a mischievous glint. He pressed down on Hunter with enough force to make Hunter’s head nearly hit the wall. Hunter was so frightened that he quickly braced himself against the wall. The bed shook even more violently than before.
“Hey, hey! I still need to sleep on this bed when I get back! Don’t break it!”
Hunter tried to lower his leg, but Winston wouldn’t let him.
Damn it, this guy was definitely doing it on purpose!
But Winston kept smiling. It was the first time Hunter had seen him smile so clearly, even the strands of hair falling onto his face seemed lively.
Mr. Bodybuilder on the other side of the wall got really angry and banged on the wall three times, “You brat, stop it now! I’ll kill you!”
Hunter intentionally raised his voice, “Then come and ring the doorbell! I’ll pay you a hundred dollars a minute!”
Winston lowered his eyes to look at him, “A hundred dollars a minute?”
Hunter pointed his thumb at the wall and said, “Before, I went and rang their doorbell. They said the more I rang, the more excited they got, and they’d give me five dollars a minute!”
Winston turned his face away. Although Hunter couldn’t see his expression, he knew from his slightly trembling shoulders that he was laughing.
“Five dollars? A minute of your time is worth five dollars?” Winston asked. “And you’re willing to pay them a hundred dollars a minute?”
Thinking about it, Hunter suddenly felt incredibly stupid.
“Ugh! So frustrating!” Hunter reached out and pulled his hair.
Winston’s movements became even more exaggerated, shaking the mattress with such skill and force that Hunter feared the springs would break and the wall would collapse!
Hunter’s heart felt like it was going to jump out of his chest. It felt as if Winston was really having sex with him.
“Hey! Hey! Enough! Enough! I still want to live in this room!” Hunter hurriedly patted Winston’s arm.
But Winston didn’t stop. It was as if he wasn’t shaking the bed but penetrating Hunter’s body.
“How about we change positions?” Winston turned his face to ask him.
His eyes were still the thing that mesmerized Hunter the most, and now, being so close, Hunter completely lost the ability to think, “Change to what position?”
After saying that, Hunter realized he had fallen into Winston’s trap. The man directly lifted Hunter’s hips, turned his body sideways, and folded him up. Winston’s left arm held both of Hunter’s legs while his right arm wrapped around Hunter’s upper body, forcefully slamming him against the wall.
“Oh my god—” Hunter was frightened to death, his hands quickly reached behind to brace against the wall, making the banging sound louder.
Winston smiled; it was a rare and noticeable smile.
“Hey! Do you want to make it look like the real thing!”
“Didn’t you learn this position when you and Blu were watching action movies?” Winston asked.
“I did! I did!”
“Oh, then let me think of a position you haven’t seen before?”
“No need! No need!” Hunter quickly waved his hands, then suddenly thought of something, “Hey! This is my house! I should be on top of you!”
“Oh… you want to be on top?”
Winston held Hunter’s waist, tilted his body, and lifted Hunter onto him.
“Holy shit! Is this a roller coaster!”
Winston really lifted him up. Hunter even thought he was about to fly, so he immediately bent down to lower his center of gravity, “Damn it! Are you showing off how flexible your waist is? Let me tell you, I can do it too!”
“Alright, let’s switch positions then, let’s see if you can hold on.”
“Do you think I’m stupid enough to let you pin me down!” Hunter laughed out loud.
Heart pounding, Hunter worried that Winston might notice his feelings. Winston’s face was so close. Hunter really wanted to kiss it, bite the tip of his nose, suck on his earlobe, and see his surprised expression… Then, he would kiss him back passionately!
At this moment, a loud bang of a door slamming shut came from next door, followed by a fierce knocking on Hunter’s door.
“You brat! Open the door!”
Hunter was stunned. He hadn’t prepared himself for the other person to come to his door.
“Open the door!”
Hunter knew that Mr. Bodybuilder had a bad temper.
“Do you want to open the door?” Winston turned sideways and looked at Hunter.
“No.”
“What? Do you think you can’t beat him?”
“I can’t beat him?” Hunter widened his eyes at Winston. “My muscles are the real deal! His are just the result of protein powder, and maybe even steroids! How can we be the same! I’m afraid I might not hold back and end up sending him to the hospital with one punch!”
“So what are you going to do?”
“Keep going!”
Hunter got up and then started jumping on the mattress, making creaking noises without restraint. Winston watched Hunter as if observing a kid on a trampoline, then lowered his head and laughed.
“Come on! Come on! Jump with me!” Hunter kept waving at him.
Winston didn’t move, so Hunter used his toes to nudge Winston’s shoulder.
Winston grabbed his foot, “Didn’t you say you still have to sleep on this mattress when you get back?”
“Tch! At worst, I’ll buy a new one! A really big bed, and I’ll invite you over to sleep!” Hunter spread his arms wide, imagining his dream bed.
“Alright, it seems we won’t stop until we break this mattress.”
Winston stood up and started bouncing on the bed with Hunter. Hunter jumped while pulling Winston’s hand, laughing happily. In his mind, he thought: if you really come over, I’ll pin you down, so you can’t get up!
The banging on the door grew more frantic, “You brat! Do you believe I won’t kick the door down!”
“I believe you! Anyway, if you break down my door, you’ll be trespassing!” Hunter grinned triumphantly at Winston.
With a “creak,” Hunter lost his balance and fell backward. Winston quickly grabbed him and protected him as they tumbled down together.
Hunter was dumbfounded—they really had broken the bed. Most importantly, Hunter’s stash of “Playboy” magazines hidden under the bed was now exposed.
“Haha…” Hunter looked sheepishly at Winston.
Winston didn’t seem surprised at all. He casually picked up one of the magazines, then tossed it into Hunter’s lap, “You’ve been reading these kinds of magazines since you were a kid. No wonder you’re always daydreaming about those flashy bunny girls.”
“They’re my soul!” Hunter treasured his “Playboy” magazines.
Mr. Bodybuilder started kicking the door for real, and faint sounds of his girlfriend trying to stop him could be heard, but he was insistent on teaching Hunter a lesson.
“Forget it, maybe this guy thinks I’m scared of his bulging muscles. It’s time to see how much hidden strength an F1 driver really has.”
Hunter licked the corner of his mouth, feeling emboldened with Winston there. He had just taken a step when Winston pulled him back.
“I’ll go.” Winston stood up.
“You?” Hunter opened his eyes wide.
Winston didn’t seem like the type to beat someone up?
“Yeah, I’ll go. You stay here.”
Winston walked to the door, and Hunter couldn’t help but crane his neck to see what he intended to do. Just as the bodybuilder was about to kick the door again, Winston suddenly opened it. The guy lost his balance and almost fell, but Winston raised his arm to steady him.
“Is there a problem?”
Winston’s voice was cold, his gaze lacking any warmth. Mr. Bodybuilder froze, having expected Hunter to stay hidden in the room without opening the door.
“Is there a problem?” Winston repeated, tilting his head.
An invisible pressure descended, and the bodybuilder’s momentum instantly deflated.
“You two… are too noisy…”
“Is that so?” Winston retorted nonchalantly.
The bodybuilder’s girlfriend stared at Winston, mesmerized. This guy had an outstanding appearance and was wearing a casual T-shirt and jeans, clearly indicating he hadn’t been doing “bed exercises.” She tugged at her boyfriend and whispered, “Maybe we made a mistake…”
“How could it be a mistake? The noise definitely came from here. Hey, did you just move in? Listen up, keep your bedroom activities quiet! Other people live here too!”
Since Winston didn’t have bulging muscles and looked rather polite, the bodybuilder didn’t think his strength was inferior to his.
“So, you two can be loud enough for my friend to hear, but we can’t do it at my friend’s place?” Winston asked.
“You…” As Mr. Bodybuilder’s eyes glanced over Winston’s shoulder and saw Hunter peeking out, he suddenly realized, “You’re in cahoots with that brat! You’re doing this on purpose!”
“On purpose? We weren’t having sex, we just like jumping on the bed. We enjoy replacing the mattress after it wears out from all the jumping. If you’re interested, you can join us.”
“You… you…”
“We’ll be jumping on the bed regularly from now on.”
As soon as Winston finished speaking, Mr. Bodybuilder threw a punch. Even someone with good dynamic vision like Hunter didn’t have time to react. Winston not only caught the man’s fist but also twisted his arm behind his back, pinning him hard against the door frame.
“Damn it! Let go! Let me go now!”
Mr. Bodybuilder’s face was almost pressed through the door frame. Seeing this, Hunter swallowed, wondering if Winston ever discovered his ulterior motives, would he deal with him like this too?
“I’ll let you go, but please be quiet in the future. Your girlfriend might not be enjoying your technique as much as you think. She might just be doing it to boost your ego.” Winston shoved him outside.
Mr. Bodybuilder barely kept his balance, nearly falling to the ground.
“Anything else?” Winston asked, tilting his chin up.
Even though he couldn’t see his expression, Hunter felt that Winston must be even more handsome than 0071aka James Bond, a fictional British agent!
“No… no…”
“Good. I hope we can get along peacefully from now on. If not, I’ll knock out each one of your teeth.”
As soon as he finished speaking, Winston closed the door without waiting for a reply.
“Wow—so commanding!” Hunter applauded enthusiastically.
“How come I never knew you were such a flatterer?” Winston lightly tapped Hunter on the head, then slung his bag over his shoulder. “Alright, it’s almost time. We should head to Texas.”
“Yeah!”
Hunter also slung his bag over his shoulder, and the two left the apartment. As they passed by the bodybuilder’s door, they heard the couple arguing.
“You think I didn’t notice? You kept flirting with that guy!”
“Flirting? Are you out of your mind? I just think it’s pointless for you to go over there and cause trouble over this!”
“So I almost got my arm broken by him, and I should thank you for handling it?”
“Can you stop taking it out on me?”
“Is it that I can’t satisfy you? Making you fake it every time?”
“Can you stop making ridiculous accusations?”
Hunter shrugged and quickly walked towards the elevator. “Hey… I realized you have another talent!”
“What talent?”
“Making people turn against each other with just one sentence! First, you hurt Mr. Bodybuilder’s pride, then you made him doubt his girlfriend. Those two will probably break up!” Hunter stroked his chin, feeling like he had just learned something new.
“What nonsense.” Winston flicked Hunter’s head.
“Ouch! I’m dizzy!” Hunter immediately fell towards Winston.
Winston, cooperating perfectly, caught him. Hunter was thinking of playing up his dizziness to stay in his arms a bit longer, but to his surprise, Winston scooped him up. “Dizzy? I’ll take you to the hospital.”
“No! No! I’m not dizzy anymore! Put me down!”
“Better get checked out. Mr. Marcus wouldn’t be happy to know you’re unwell.”
“Okay, okay, I was wrong!”
“How can a little flick make you dizzy?”
“It’s because your fingers are strong. Do you think your fingers gripping the steering wheel are the same as everyone else’s?” Hunter complained.
Winston chuckled and set Hunter down.
They took a flight and then transferred to a car to reach the Circuit of the Americas in Travis County. This track features 20 turns, with significant elevation changes and a mix of high-speed and low-speed corners.
In the past, Hunter wouldn’t have expected to make the top 8 in qualifying, but now, with Shen Chuan leading the engineering team, he was full of anticipation for this race.
Before joining their racing teams, Hunter bumped fists with Winston, “Hey, be careful, I might be right on your tail this race.”
“Really? I’ll leave Ciel and Owen in the dust. It’ll be impressive if you catch up to either of them.”
Hunter was left speechless. Then, the two turned and walked in opposite directions.
After just two steps, Hunter turned back. This time, the Marcus and Ferrari teams were staying at different hotels. Just thinking about not seeing Winston until they got to the Circuit of the Americas made Hunter want to look at him a bit longer. Winston’s figure remained as strong and sharp as ever.
Near the corner, Winston suddenly turned around. Seeing Hunter still standing where they had just parted and looking at him, he quickly came back.
“What’s wrong? Did you forget something?”
“Huh? No…” Hunter suddenly didn’t know how to explain his actions, so he made up a reason, “It’s my first time racing at the Circuit of the Americas. Don’t you have any advice?”
Winston tilted his head and sighed, “Precisely because this is your first time, you can enjoy the characteristics of this track more than Owen, Ciel, or me. Technically, you’re already quite mature, Hunter.”
The author has something to say:
Hunter: Your fingers are beautiful and strong. Just a flick on my head makes my heart leap out.
Winston: You’re quite the flatterer.
Hunter: Hehe~
Winston: But the more accurate statement would be, my fingers move inside you a little, and you’ll burst into tears.
Hunter: Huh?
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