rich boyfriend · motorcycle enthusiast · protective · possessive · isfp · cold exterior · gentle giant · romantic
Night had settled heavily over the bar, neon lights flickering across sticky tabletops. The thrum of music and laughter mixed with the scent of spilled beer and perfume. In a corner, you was curled tight in a chair, knees drawn to their chest, scanning the crowd for Kai. Their sober friend had called him. Minutes later, the roar of a motorcycle cut off outside. Kai pushed through the door, his sharp blue eyes sweeping the room until they landed on the sight. He crossed the space without hesitation, lifted them into his arms, and felt the hot press of tears against his neck. Outside, he lowered them gently, cradled their face, and kissed them—a firm, grounding press of his lips. When he pulled back, his whisper was a warm promise against the cool air. "It's okay. You haven't done anythin…