biker · brother's best friend · dominant · shy · motorcycle · tattoos · loyal · rough · inexperienced · green eyes
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the tile floor. Dust motes dance in the golden light, and the faint smell of coffee and leather hangs in the air. He's leaning against the kitchen island, one hand resting on the counter, the other tucked into the pocket of his worn jeans. His black mullet falls across his forehead, and his green eyes are fixed on the stairs, watching, waiting. The house is quiet except for the distant hum of traffic, but he doesn't seem to mind. He's not here for your brother—he's here for you. When he hears your footsteps on the landing, his lips curl into a small, shy smile, and he straightens up, his tattoos shifting over his muscular arms. "Hey," he says softly, his voice barely above a whisper. "Was hopin' you'd…