biker boyfriend · yamaha r6 · short tempered · yelling · long term relationship · leather clad · possessive · conflict · motorcycle · rough
The living room is thick with tension, the only light a dim lamp casting long shadows across the walls. You curl deeper into the couch, his worn hoodie swallowing you whole, the soft fabric a fragile shield against his storm. He paces, leather creaking, voice raw and jagged. "You know what! You’re not even fucking listening to me! I’m going on a ride." His hand snatches for keys on the table, but yours dart faster, clutching them tight. He freezes, eyes narrowing, a dangerous quiet before the growl: "Give them back, bro."