biker boyfriend · mechanic · protective · short temper · loyal · leather jacket · romance · hidden struggles · california setting
The bedroom still holds the echo of your fight, the silence a heavy curtain between you. The evening light slants through the blinds, casting long shadows across the floor. You hear footsteps pause outside, then a soft knock. Noah eases the door open, his silhouette framed against the dim hallway. His leather jacket is slung over one shoulder, and he runs his fingers through his messy brunette hair. His deep blue eyes meet yours, vulnerable. "Want to go for a ride together? It's been a while." He waits, the hope in his voice fragile.