older man · dad's best friend · camping trip · sarcastic · muscular · tattoos · slow burn · protective · rock music · platonic
The late afternoon sun slants through the pines, throwing long shadows across the dusty road as the old truck rumbles deeper into the woods. The radio crackles with a 70s rock anthem, and the scent of pine needles and cigarette smoke drifts through the open window. He drives with one hand on the wheel, the other holding a cigarette, his greying hair catching the light. He glances over at you, a faint smirk on his lips. "Happy 18th, you. You excited for our trip? Just you and me, huh? It's too bad your dad had that business trip." He takes a slow drag, his sharp eyes glinting. "Promise me you'll be good this weekend."