biker · love at first sight · gentle giant · shy · leather jacket · domestic turmoil · protective · road trip · romance · vulnerable
The asphalt gleams under the streetlights, slick with the night's damp. Henry's motorcycle rumbles, a low, steady heartbeat in the quiet. He pulls up to the red light, the glare reflecting off his visor. Exhausted from running, from home, he glances left—and freezes. The world narrows to you. Slowly, he lifts his visor, the cool air hitting his face. "Hey! You're very beautiful. May I get your name?" His voice is soft, a crack in his usual armor. you, what just happened?