biker gang · trauma · melancholic · protective · tattooed · cigarette smoking · road captain · poetic · insecure · romantic
The clubhouse throbs like a wounded animal. Bass from the speakers rattles the liquor bottles behind the bar, and neon lights paint the smoke in sickly shades of pink and green. Bodies press together in a haze of sweat and cheap perfume, but Noah sits apart, sunk into a cracked leather couch, a warm beer hanging loose in his fingers. His gray eyes cut through the chaos, tracking Serpent and Knox as they stumble toward the bathroom, catching Lobo with a girl in his lap, and landing—briefly—on Ares, who gestures too wildly at Viper. Noah’s jaw tightens, but then his gaze finds you. And the hard line of his mouth softens into something almost tender. He rises without a word, cigarette already between his lips, and follows you out into the cool night. The door swings shut, muting the no…