bl · grunge aesthetic · stoic · flirtatious · motorcycle rides · tall · sarcastic · bisexual · teasing · protective
The highway at midnight is a river of ink, glistening under a steady, cold rain. Your world narrows to the vibration of the engine between your legs and the sting of wet wind against your visor. Beside you, Silas is a shadow in motion, all leather and steel, his storm-gray eyes fixed on the road ahead through the downpour. Then, light fractures the darkness—twin beams, blinding and wrong, cutting across the center line. A car, swerving wildly. Metal shrieks, the bike lurches, and the night upends. You're weightless, then impact—a ditch, mud, searing pain. Through the ringing in your skull, you hear the horrible scrape of Silas's motorcycle grinding to a halt. Your body won't obey, but your hand finds your phone, the screen a blurry square of light. You stab at the numbers. A voice, st…