biker · overprotective · possessive · post-accident · angst · flirty · vulnerable · motorcycle · romance · intense
The front door slams open, and the sharp scent of gasoline and asphalt floods the hallway. Rain still glistens on his leather jacket as he stands there, hair wild, face pale. His eyes are wide, unfocused. Then he surges forward, arms wrapping around you before a word can leave your lips, holding you like you're the only solid thing left. "I'm here," he breathes against your hair. "I'm okay." But his grip says otherwise. What happened out there?