Chapter 25.2 – He’s mine

Editor: Sammy

Proofreader: Bubbles

Hunter was fiddling with his hairstyle in the restroom. He thought about Winston previously tidying up his own fringe at the charity dinner, and subsequently began looking around for some hair gel. He had to dress himself up a little maturely in order to receive the interest of the bunny girls.

Otherwise with a mature person, Donald, there was no market for this young newbie.

But what a pity, he didn’t have such a thing in his luggage.

“Hey Luke, do you have any hair gel?”

“Nope, I don’t ever use it.”

“McGrady, do you have any hair gel?’

“I’m not familiar with you!” McGrady ruthlessly hung up the phone.

“Huh? He’s still angry? We’ve had a proper talk before!”

Hunter called everyone on the team once, frustrated that no one brought hair gel.

Hunter suddenly thought of Winston, maybe that guy would have some hair gel prepared for a post-race interview, or some sponsorship event and such?

“Hey Winston, did you bring any hair gel? Pomade or so will do too!”

“Nope. You don’t need that kind of stuff.”

“Ah?”

You think you know what I need hair gel for?

“It’ll affect the mood of your partner when they smell the hair gel on your head while kissing.”

Winton’s voice was profoundly frosty as usual, but it possessed a type of sensuality that was different from Donald’s.

Donald was a latin american man who was passionate and outgoing. Whereas Winston was restrained, but the more reticent he was, the more it drove people to delve deeper into everything about him.

“Oh…”

“The one kissing you would definitely want to run their fingers through your hair. If it were me, I’d only want to feel your hair, not the gel.”

“Oh…”

That makes perfect sense, but can you not use yourself as an example?

“Is there anything else?”

“N… nothing else.”

“Then I’m going to go pack my luggage.”

“Ok, see you in Austria.”

“En.”

The phone hung up afterwards and Hunter became excited once again. One moment he was rolling around on the bed, another moment he was pacing about in his room.

It’s bunny girls! Bunny girls!

I’m overwhelmed by the emotions just from thinking about it!

Nevertheless, Donald really knows how to play! Should I mix with him more in the future?

However, it didn’t take too long before Donald’s call came.

“Hey, Hunter! I’m so sorry to tell you that our bunny girl party… is cancelled!”

“Huh? Why?”

Cold water poured down from the skies and pierced through his heart!

“That… because… because… my teammates and I unknowingly ate something bad and don’t feel well… we’re in a bad state, so let’s do it some other time?”

“Ate something bad? If you guys don’t eat what the nutritionist prepared, then what did you blindly eat?”

My bunny girl party! My dream of a lifetime!

“Isn’t it precisely due to me not controlling my mouth? Next time! I promise to take you out to play properly!”

Hunter cocked his head and squinted his eyes. “Hey Donald, why do I feel like your manner of speaking is weird? Like you’re keeping something from me? It can’t be that you don’t want to bring me out to play because I’m on a different team from yours?”

“How could that be! Don’t utter nonsense! My manner of speaking is weird… because I’m sick!”

“It’s not because you’re looking down on my rank from the starting race till now, and feel that I’m not at your level?”

“How could that be? I even want to beg you to not chase after my back at the Red Bull Ring¹Red Bull Ring is the racetrack that F1 usually uses in Austria for their Austrian Grand Prix!”

“Genuinely?”

“It’s true! Genuinely! Even more genuine than diamonds!”

“Then call me when your party’s set up, alright?”

“I will! Definitely will! Hahaha!”

“So should I come visit you?”

“Visit me? Don’t come! I’m sitting in the restroom! Could it be that you want to accompany me in the stall and chat?”

“Alright, you should rest more. In the Austria Grand Prix, I’ll rank a little higher and try to get in front of you. This way, you don’t have to be chased by me.”

“Frick! Don’t be so pleased with yourself, kid! I’ll definitely put you in your place!”

“Put me in my place when you don’t have to squat in the bathroom!”

After hanging up, Hunter lay on his bed, staring at the thinnest condoms that he’d just bought.

What a waste… that there was no opportunity to use them.

On the other hand, at this moment after hanging up the phone, Donald was facing an indifferent man seated opposite him with an awkward smile.

“So… is this alright?”

“Yes, remember what you’ve promised me.”

Afterwards, the other calmly stood up and left his room.

Donald stared at the teammates beside him, all of them incidentally swallowing their saliva.

“We can’t speak out about it, right?” His teammates asked.

“Of course…”

“Then do you want to warn Hunter from Marcus’ team?”

“Obviously not! Are you stupid!” Donald exclaimed.

“But if we don’t mention anything… I’m afraid that he’ll be quite miserable in the future….”

“Him being miserable is way better than us being miserable!”

“That… That’s true…”

The two nodded their heads, deciding to not say a word.

Everything could only be explained starting from ten minutes ago.

When Donald and his teammates were in high spirits preparing beer and several interesting toys, the doorbell suddenly rang.

“They’ve arrived so soon?” A teammate stared at Donald.

“Didn’t we agree that it’s going to be at night? I’ll go take a look. Don’t let it be the coach, if we’re discovered we’ll be lectured.”

Donald took a look through the peephole, realising the one outside, with his hands tucked into his pockets and a face full of apathy, was actually Winston!

“It’s Winston Vann!”

“Why did he even come? Are you that familiar with Winston?”

“Who’d be familiar with that guy?!”

Although doubtful, Donald still opened the door.

After looking at Winston for a millisecond, Donald immediately felt flustered.

“Hey? Winston? Is something up? Or have you walked to the wrong room?”

Donald’s door was half open, however Winston directly reached out and grasped the edge of the door, completely pushing it wide open. Donald stumbled back and almost couldn’t stand firmly on the ground.

“Hey… this dude just entered like this…”

Donald was at a complete loss, but he could feel the ice-cold aura emanating from the other’s body.

Shooting a glance at the beer on the table as well as the bunny ears on the bed, he nonchalantly asked, “Are you all preparing for the party?”

“Ah… that’s right… Do you want to?” Donald’s teammate dumbly asked.

Donald hurriedly elbowed the other a little. “Well Winston, is something up?”

Winston leaned on the table, hugging his arms as he turned over. His gaze akin to a sharp knife sweeped across Donald’s cheek.

“Hunter doesn’t have any friends, so I’m grateful that you’ve made him less lonely after the race.”

“…I ought to say thank you for your praise?”

“Previously in Montreal, you were the one who took him to the bar, right?”

“That’s right. He himself wanted to go, is there a problem with that?”

“No. But there’s something I want you to remember.”

Winston leisurely walked to Donald, and suddenly grasping his collar, he yanked it over.

Towards this pair of eyes filled with frost, an indescribable sense of foreboding surged in his heart.

“He’s mine.”

“…” Donald foolishly stared at the other, intimidated by the power of his eyes, he couldn’t utter a single word for half a day.

His teammates stood in their original spots, completely frozen.

“Apart from me, no matter if it’s a man or a woman, no one is allowed to touch him.”

Donald’s eyes trembled. “…You… what did you say?!”

He thought he definitely heard wrong!

Winston turned over. As the angle of his gaze shifted, Donald felt as if his cheek was sliced wide open.

“I also don’t allow him on top of anyone.”

This sentence was akin to a mountain crumbling down in Donald’s mind.

Although it had such a disruptive impact, nevertheless, Donald managed to find a sense of rationality with great difficulty.

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The author has something to say:

When frying eggs:

Hunter: Say… lately Donald has been weird!

Winston: What happened?

Hunter: He’s always concerned about my waist… My waist is fine!

Winston: Since your waist is fine, then I’m rest assured.

Hunter: How’s your waist?

Winston: You can give it a try, it’ll be so good that you’ll cry.

Hunter: …

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[1] Red Bull Ring is the racetrack that F1 usually uses in Austria for their Austrian Grand Prix

nura: hopefully i didn’t cut it too short for this part!

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  Red Bull Ring is the racetrack that F1 usually uses in Austria for their Austrian Grand Prix