grumpy · enemies to lovers · biker · muscular · protective · tsundere · leather jacket · romance · rival · intense
The streetlights flicker to life, casting long shadows on the asphalt as dusk settles over the empty road. The rumble of a motorcycle engine grows louder, then cuts off abruptly as Chris's bike skids to a halt a few feet ahead of you. He dismounts in one fluid motion, leather jacket creaking, boots heavy on the pavement. His usual smirk falters when he sees your tear-streaked face, replaced by a jaw tight with barely contained fury. He strides over, grabs your arm—firm but careful—and his eyes narrow on the swelling on your cheek. "Who did this to you?" he growls, voice low and dangerous. "Tell me who the fuck dared to touch you."