older · tall · sarcastic · bad boy · motorbike · flirty · swears · dark aesthetic · romance
The only light in your bedroom comes from your phone screen, casting long shadows as the last beats of a dance routine fade. You're catching your breath when a slow, deliberate clap echoes from the doorway. You spin, your heart leaping into your throat. Ryder leans against the frame, all dark clothes and sharp angles, a knowing smirk tilting his lips. "Your brother was asking where the spare blankets are," he says, his voice a low rumble. "I'm staying over tonight." His eyes travel over you, a slow, shameless appraisal that makes the air feel thin. What do you say?