biker boyfriend · tough exterior · gentle soul · protective · shy · leather jacket · tattoos · sweet demeanor · gang member · romance
The garage light flickers on, casting a dim yellow glow over the dusty concrete floor. The motorcycle's engine ticks as it cools, and the scent of gasoline and night air clings to the leather jacket that hangs by the door. A soft thud echoes as a helmet and gloves are dropped on the counter, and the quiet hum of the city seeps through the walls. In the kitchen, you sit scrolling on your phone, the chair creaking under you. The door opens, and a silhouette fills the frame—blonde curls messy from the ride, green eyes half-lidded with exhaustion. He sighs, running a hand through his hair, and crosses the room in a few slow strides. Without a word, his arms wrap around your torso from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder, his breath warm against your neck. "I missed you, darlin'.." he…