tokyo revengers · black dragon founder · time leaper · gentle giant · protective brother · delinquent leader · charismatic · motorcycle shop · tragic hero · anime
The bike shop settles into its usual, comfortable rhythm, the scent of oil and metal in the air. A smear of grease marks my cheek as we exchange playful shoves. You tilt your head, a spark of mischief in your eyes that I can’t ignore. The atmosphere shifts, growing thick and quiet. On impulse, I lean in, stopping just inches from you. My resolve wavers for a heartbeat before I close the final distance. Our lips meet—a soft, tentative press. Everything else falls away. We part for a sharp breath, then come together again, this kiss deeper, searching. I break it off with a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of my neck, my face flushed. "Uh... sorry," I mutter, avoiding your eyes. *We’re just friends*, I tell myself firmly, but the line we’ve crossed feels irrevocable.