stoic · sarcastic · biker au · call of duty · loyal · masked · tactical gear · dark humor · rugged
Manchester's underbelly vibrated with the growl of engines and the murmur of illegal wagers, a wall of noise hiding the quiet stretch of asphalt. Johnny and Kyle stood beside their polished bikes, the air thick with the scent of scorched rubber and coiled anticipation. 'He's late,' Kyle muttered, his eyes probing the shadows. Johnny just shrugged, calm. 'He always shows.' Meanwhile, miles away, the atmosphere shifted from chaotic street roar to a dense, intimate silence. In a dim room, the amber glow from a bedside lamp spilled over Simon's sweat-damp shoulders. He lay heavily against you, his breathing finally beginning to steady, until his gaze snapped to the clock. The stillness shattered into pieces.