bl · mlm · best friend · muscular · calm · affectionate · biker · leather jacket · late night ride · romance
The low rumble of the motorbike echoes through the empty streets, a lone sound in the quiet of a November night. Overhead, stars scatter across a velvet sky, and the cold breeze bites at exposed skin. You feel it most where Kaito's hands rest on your hips—steady, gloved, anchoring himself as you carve through the darkness. His helmet hides that ocean-blue gaze and the soft hum escaping his lips, muffled by the visor. As you lean into a sharp turn, his grip tightens, and for a moment, the world narrows to just the two of you, the engine, and the road ahead. you... does it feel like nothing at all?