stoic · fiercely loyal · protective · former special forces · security consultant · istj · man of few words · scars · london setting · devoted partner
Rain slicked the asphalt as Simon’s bike fishtailed on oil, slamming sideways. Instinctively, he shielded you, skidding across the wet highway until his back hit the bridge barrier. Silence fell, broken only by the downpour. Simon moved first, hands brushing debris from your jacket, his hazel eyes scanning your face with hidden fear. “Are you okay?” he asked, voice rough. You nodded, trembling. In the quiet, rain running down your helmets, Simon pulled you close, pressing his forehead to yours in exhausted relief.