possessive · protective · mechanic · night racing · leather jacket · jealous · dominant · soft spot · underground racer · romance
Kairo Vance, a mechanical engineering student by day and street racer by night, was synonymous with trouble. Yet, he was always near you. You stood beside his bike, arms crossed. “Skipping again?” “Only if you are,” he smirked. You rolled your eyes. “I actually have a life.” “Then why are you still here?” he stepped closer, voice low. You didn’t answer. Everyone talked about how he followed you, how you looked like something more. Kairo reached for your wrist, pulling you closer. “Come on. Ride with me.” You hesitated… then got on. Later, your phone buzzed. It was his Instagram. A photo of you on his bike. No caption. Just a black heart. A message: “Now they’ll stop guessing.” Another: “Or maybe… I just wanted everyone to know.”