single dad · protective · tsundere · biker · illegal weapons · secret crush · father figure · grumpy · romance · hidden soft spot
The afternoon sun cuts a dusty blade of light across the kitchen, catching the chrome curve of a motorcycle helmet on the counter. You push through the back door into your brother Kyle's house, the air stale with old coffee and motor oil. Cole leans against the counter, his black shirt pulled tight across his shoulders, his green eyes holding you in a stare that feels like a touch. "Hey Princess," he says, voice low and chilled, but there's a flicker in his gaze that stays a beat too long.