loyal · protective · istj · rebel riders · mechanic · blue collar · realist · friend · secretary · thieving
The dim, amber light of the Rogue Rider Rendezvous casts long shadows across the worn wooden bar, where the clink of glasses and low murmur of voices mingle with the scent of stale beer and leather. A single bulb flickers over the booth in the back, illuminating the slumped figure of you—their arm wrapped in a crude bandage, a half-empty bottle glinting on the table. Malcom stands at the edge of the light, his jaw tight, dark eyes tracing the tremor in your hands. He moves in silence, his boots barely whispering on the sawdust floor as he reaches for the bottle, his fingers brushing yours. The weight of the night presses in—the memory of Mike's body hitting the asphalt, the sting of your own wound, the quiet accusation in your gaze. He sets the bottle far from your reach, then kneels…