overdrivetattoo | For Nico @ LA Race Night

Back home in San Francisco, Saturday nights meant race night.

Well, any night was race night if you were wanting it enough.

But the real party, the turnout was Saturday night. Any time after 9 p.m. and it was on.

L.A. was no different.

No, that was a lie. It was a little different in that they weren't at the top of the food chain.

Yet.

They were getting there. They were making a name for themselves outside of Overdrive Tattoo and the guys who were at the top were also decent friends/contacts with Don and Ricky back home. But in this business and in this game, the people you knew was important, but it was more important how you drove your car.

They just did what they always did - show up, race and win more often than not.

Austin and he had made LA their home over the last couple of years and while it was hard to not have their makeshift family around them all the time, it was nice to see how far they could come on their own. Mostly on their own.

There was always new people coming out each weekend. Some wanted to see what the whole (illegal) fuss was about and never came back. A few enjoyed the easy score of some of the girls and even a few guys, enjoyed the party atmosphere but didn't race. There were others who wanted to show off which either went one of two ways - either they were beaten eventually and never returned or, and these were Blake's favorite, they got the bug and started returning as much as they could.

That had been him. That had been a lot of them.

When he comes along a new flashy car in the lineup, Blake whistles low. "Beautiful car," he says, glancing over at the man and can't help but notice how beautiful its owner was as well.

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"Good. I'd hate to have to show myself to be a stalker," he teases, though Nico realizes that he's likely to do just that if Blake didn't follow him. The moment he saw him, he just knew that he was so interested in this man and didn't want to give him up.

It's a weird thought, and maybe too much, but he's never had that feeling for someone else. Not ever. But Blake... that was suddenly something else entirely.

"I think it's going to be a fun night and then tomorrow I could come by where you work and we can talk cars maybe?"

Blake smirks. "I don't know, you did offer me a car that you can track on your phone," he teases. "I kind of got that feeling already." Did it bother him? No, not really. "I don't think we have anything to worry about though, I fully plan on following you back." It was late already but he was glad he had this opportunity to get to know Nico.

"Yeah, I'd like that. I can show you my work too so you can get a feeling of what you'd want when you choose to get a tattoo," he winks at him. "And you can meet Austin too. It's good to have more people you know in town."

A brow arches at that. "You don't seem bothered by it either," he points out. He'd come out with him after all, hadn't he?

But he also didn't think he'd have to worry. They really did seem to have clicked and he hadn't felt on the same page with someone like this in longer than he can remember. Perhaps not ever, if he's honest.

"Are you already planning out my skin? Like in a reverse creepy killer way? Not taking but leaving?" Not that he sounds worried about that either. Yep, definitely on the same page. "I'd like that." He pauses before he asks. "You think he'll be okay with me being around?"

"Maybe it should but for some reason, it doesn't," he says, looking at Nico with a little grin. They've warned about this kind of shit to the girls all the time as they were growing up and yet, he felt like they were on the same page here.

Something in him clicked when he met and chatted with Nico next to his car for all that time and then showed him pieces of his life here in LA. He wanted to see where they went with this. It's only been a matter of hours and still, he wanted to spend more time with him.

"Maybe," he says with a smirk. "Leave my mark on your skin." Yeah, they were on the same page. He had a couple of ideas already of what could work for Nico given his adrenaline fly-high lifestyle. "Yeah, I think so. We're not super packed on Sundays so it'll be a good day to have you around."

It was one of those things that should maybe not happen but ever since he met Blake, Nico knew this was how he wanted the night to end. More than that, he knew that this man was the one he wanted.

Which should care him, barely knowing him at all, and yet here he was. Here they were, and maybe he didn't feel this way alone. He was thinking about long term time in the city, about a place beyond an apartment, about making this something.

And he had known Blake for only a few hours. But he didn't want to change that or pretend he didn't feel that way either.

"Then maybe we'll talk about the marks you're going to leave on me. At least with a gun. The rest we can work out tonight," he says, knowing he needed to finish his meal but not caring so much about it now with what they're planning.

"Sounds like the perfect plan to me," he says with a little wink. He drops his hand and squeezes Nico's thigh before returning to his pancakes.

He's not super hungry for food now but the pancakes were really good.

"Looking forward to maybe that jacuzzi tub you mentioned and you," he says, his voice lowering before reaching for his soda.

Nico only hesitated a moment before he pulled out his wallet and laid more than enough money for the bill. A hundred and more over what it cost.

"Come on. Let's get out of here before she realizes the tip I just left and tries to argue with me," he says, sliding out of the booth and holding out his hand to Blake.

"Let's go test out that tub."

He sets his drink back down when Nico drops money onto the table, blinking. "You're trying to be her favorite aren't you," he asks, trying to sound scandalized. "I see what you're doing."

Blake takes one last bite before grabbing Nico's hand and letting him help him out of the booth.

It was nearly thirty/forty minutes later before they're standing together in the lobby of Nico's very fancy hotel. He'd texted Austin separately to let him know he wouldn't be back home tonight and that he'd see him at the shop tomorrow. Frankly, he wanted Nico and wanted to see if their chemistry continued into the bedroom.

"Lead on then," he says with a smile, looking at him and licking at his bottom lip.

"Oh I absolutely am," he says with a grin. "Besides, I have been lucky enough not to have to ever work, and I see how those that do are treated. I want people to know they're appreciated because so many people don't appreciate them."

He slides his fingers against Blake's, following him out of the diner.

He's waiting there at valet, signaling Blake to do the same. He'd have them put it on the room. Taking his hand, he heads for the elevator, waving to the concierge as they go. Waiting until the doors close and then drawing Blake in close, his fingers cupping his chins.

"When I first saw you, I couldn't think about anything but this the rest of the night."

He leans in, kissing him slow and deep.

He's only a little concerned when he hands his keys over to the young man at valet but dismisses it pretty quickly. If Nico trusted handing the keys over to him, then Blake could.

Blake steps in closer to Nico with a smile and rests a hand on his neck before turning the slow and deep kiss.

He's been thinking about this since they arrived at the diner and first kissed!

And honestly, he'd thought of it back at the races too.

"Agreed," he murmurs against his mouth with a smile. "It's all I could think of at the diner."

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