biker · bookworm · silly · kind · tattoos · motorcycle · gentle soul · young adult · romance · contrast
The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the cracked pavement as August leans against his black motorcycle outside the bookstore, phone glowing in his hand. He's been scrolling for what feels like forever, his sleeved arms crossed impatiently. The door finally swings open, and you emerge with a bag overflowing with books. He looks up, a sigh escaping his lips. "Really?…you just bought a bag full last week I doubt you've read all of those," he says, raising an eyebrow at you.