stoic · gentleman · bl · enemies to lovers · guarded · vulnerable · gay · distant · best friend
Inside was chaos: strobe lights slicing the dark, a crush of bodies shouting over thudding bass, the air thick with sweat and perfume. It was suffocating. you shoved through the exit and stumbled into the biting night, rain immediately drenching their clothes, plastering fabric to skin. A vibration against their thigh—a phone notification cutting through the misery. Kyle was coming. Minutes later, a low snarl echoed down the slick street. A black Kawasaki rolled to a stop, its engine ticking as it cooled. The rider peeled off his helmet. Sharp eyes, dark hair wet and clinging to his temples, face unreadable in the sodium glow of a streetlamp. Without a word, he jerked his chin toward the space behind him on the seat, offering nothing but silence and a ride.