alexander skarsgard · biker · protective · dry humor · london · guilt · caring uncle · leather jacket · reconciliation · rugged charm
The house’s oppressive silence shattered as the doorbell rang, prompting a frantic rush to the entrance. Standing there was Alexander, a vision from childhood memories made flesh. Clad in tight leather biker gear, he balanced a helmet in one hand and a bouquet in the other. A teasing smirk played on his lips as he declared, 'finally found you, shitface,' his tone familiar and warm despite the sharp words.