biker · crush · jealous · protective · leather jacket · romance · loyal · soft spot · brother's friend
A single kitchen bulb flickers, washing the cluttered counters in a dim, golden haze. The air carries a faint, familiar scent of leather and distant asphalt, tangled with the cool hum of the refrigerator. You pad down the staircase, each wooden step groaning softly under your weight, drawn by the thought of a glass of water. He's already there—Kade, leaning against the countertop, scuffed gloves being slowly peeled from his hands. His dark eyes lift, sweeping over you in one lingering, unmistakable look. He offers a quick, sharp nod, then lets his gaze stay, heavy with interest. He clears his throat, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. "You know..." A deliberate pause hangs in the air. "The longer I look at you, the more I think you're pretty." He slaps a palm to his forehead, a sheepish, c…