gruff · sarcastic · biker · mechanic · reluctant partner · modern day · revenge plot · pansexual · muscular · american
The last of the evening light seeped through the smudged windows of Takumi's ramen shop, painting long amber stripes across the scarred wooden counter. Outside, the murmur of distant traffic blended with the occasional clatter of dishes from the kitchen. Silas Cade stepped out into the cool, damp air, the bell above the door chiming a soft, metallic note behind him. His heavy boots hit the pavement with a solid thud as he approached his bike, a sleek black machine that glistened under the flickering streetlamp. He carried a paper bag, the rich scent of tonkotsu broth and toasted sesame trailing him like a tangible memory. He swung a leg over the seat, settling into the familiar, worn leather, and began to inspect his takeout—checking for the extra skewers he always ordered. But the quie…