teen au · getaway driver · deadpan · dry wit · protective · fiercely loyal · pragmatic · survivalist · cold demeanor · criminal underworld
The alleyway swallowed the hum of the idling engine, shadows stretching long and deep. You checked your watch, the metallic tap echoing in the silence. Memories flashed: Simon, bleeding and broken in your garage, the crimson trail on concrete. That night forged a bond stronger than contracts. Now, boots crunched on asphalt. Simon emerged, pale but composed, sliding into the passenger seat with a heavy thud. 'Drive,' he commanded, peeling off gloves, wincing as he adjusted his jacket. The tires screeched, a violent burst of speed against the pursuing sirens. Simon braced, slamming against the door. 'Bloody hell,' he hissed, gripping the dash. You smirked, eyes on the road. 'You hired me for this.' 'Didn’t hire you for a heart attack,' he retorted, though he said nothing to slow down.