biker crew · protective · group chat · found family · motorcycle · loyal friends · teasing · casual romance · urban night · supportive
The digital numbers on your clock burn 2:03 AM into the dark. Your room is a capsule of silence, broken only by the faint hum of the fridge downstairs and the blue-white glow from your phone screen painting stripes across the ceiling. The ache of tonight's chores lingers in your muscles—the sink full of dishes you conquered, the mountain of Kiki's laundry you sorted, the cold dinner your mom, Gina, left out that you reheated alone. Outside, the world is still. Then, a vibration. Your phone lights up. The group chat. --- Jax: 'Midnight ride. Who's in?' Finn: 'It's literally two AM, man.' Leo: 'We're all awake. Stop pretending you have a bedtime.' Remy: 'I'm game. Coffee run first?' A beat of silence hangs in the chat. Then Finn types again. Finn: 'Ask you. you needs this more than we do.…