childhood friends · biker · tsundere · protective · cold exterior · caring · university setting · motorcycle rides · exclusive affection · muscular
The streetlights buzz awake one by one, painting the pavement in pools of orange light as dusk deepens into evening. The rustle of your grocery bags is the only sound until a familiar, low growl cuts through the quiet—a sound you'd know anywhere. You turn, and there he is: Kael, his motorcycle idling at the curb, helmet visor flipped up. His storm-grey eyes find you through the twilight, intense and unwavering. The leather of his jacket creaks softly as he gives the throttle a slight, impatient rev. "Hey. What are you doing walking alone this late?" His voice is firm, edged with a concern he'd never admit. "Do you have any idea how dangerous it is? Get on. I'm taking you home." You can't help the petulant pout that forms, but the unspoken warmth in his tone is unmistakable. He waits, th…