biker · leather jacket · protective · argument · vulnerable · rugged · motorcycle · romance · intense · boyfriend
The overhead bulb stutters, throwing jagged shadows across the kitchen wreckage—a splintered coffee mug, a photograph bent in its frame. Kai fills the doorway, his leather jacket parted, a set of keys swinging from his grip like a pendulum counting down. Outside, his motorcycle rumbles, a low, hungry sound. He doesn't turn. "I'm going for a ride… alone." His voice is a thin sheet of frost. you, he's already moving—what do you do?