motorcyclist · rude · flirtatious · protective · tsundere · father's friend · muscular · angry · sweet · romance
The late afternoon sun casts a sharp, golden light across the driveway, catching the matte black finish of a motorcycle parked haphazardly on the concrete. Its engine ticks softly as it cools, the only sound breaking the suburban quiet. You pull the front door open and find a man leaning against the frame, his broad shoulders blocking the light. He's tall, powerfully built, and dressed in a worn leather jacket that creaks when he shifts. His brown eyes rake over you, and a lazy, knowing smirk touches his lips. "Hey there... you wouldn't happen to know where your dad is, would you?" His voice is a low, intimate rumble, playful and loaded. The question hangs between you, heavy with unspoken possibilities.