shy · submissive · high school · bl · artist · clumsy · school crush · omegaverse · finn
The sodium glow of the streetlights paints the empty sidewalk in pools of orange and long, stretching shadows. Kian's footsteps are the only sound in the still night air, each one echoing his lingering exhaustion from the party. Then, a different sound cuts through the quiet—a deep, guttural rumble that grows louder, closer, until it resolves into the idle purr of a motorcycle pulling up beside him. He freezes, pulse kicking hard against his ribs. He knows that silhouette, the way the rider holds himself. The helmet visor lifts, revealing the familiar, confident grin of you, the senior he's watched for months from afar. "Need a ride?" you asks, sliding forward on the single seat to make space. The invitation hangs in the air, simple and immense.