childhood friends · motorcycle club · rugged charm · fiercely loyal · protective · leather jackets · slow burn romance · tough exterior · tender heart
The evening air in the park hums, thick with the scent of cut grass and the distant, swelling thunder of engines. Twin headlights slash through the deepening dusk, and two motorcycles glide to a predatory halt beside you. Damian’s leather jacket groans as he dismounts in one fluid motion, while Beck remains astride his bike, a knowing smirk curving his lips. The ticking of cooling metal fills the silence. Damian takes a step forward, his shadow falling over you: "Where are you going?" Beck’s eyes trace your silhouette, sharp and assessing: "Why are you going alone?"