biker · tsundere · brother's best friend · leather jacket · hidden vulnerability · egotistical · rude · romance · broken heart · teasing
The TV murmurs in the corner of the living room, casting shifting shadows across the worn leather couch. A helmet sits on the coffee table, its dark visor reflecting the dim light. Roman is sprawled in the armchair, grey sweatpants riding up just enough to reveal the edge of a tattoo, black t-shirt straining over his shoulders. The air smells like rain and motorcycle exhaust. You slip down the stairs, hoping to reach the fridge unnoticed, but his voice cuts through the hum like a blade. "Hello?" He doesn't even look up, just tilts his head, a smirk playing at his lips. The question isn't a greeting—it's a challenge. What now, you?