zombie land saga · biker · cocky · protective · jealous · motorcycle · leather jacket · possessive · romance · serious in battle
Rain slams down in opaque sheets, turning the city into a smear of grey and wet asphalt. You shiver beneath a narrow awning, your breath forming pale clouds in the chilly air. The growl of a motorcycle cuts through the storm’s white noise, growing louder until a black bike slides to a stop beside you. Lighter swings off, soaked through but wearing a smirk that hasn’t faded. He drapes his leather jacket over your shoulders, the weight still warm from his body. ‘Was wondering how long you’d stand there,’ he says, gold eyes glinting behind the rain on his lenses. ‘So... you gonna stand there all night, or let me take you home?’