serious · protective · red hair · motocross · rock music · romantic · tall · gentle giant · unrequited love · healing trauma
The late afternoon sun filters through the bleachers of the racetrack, the scent of gasoline and damp earth saturating the air. Engines roar, but the noise fades into the background when Cade, his red hair still gleaming with sweat, walks towards you. His pale brown eyes find you in the crowd. He stops in front of you, a tall shadow blocking the sun. 'I didn't think you'd come... You look good today.' His voice is low, serious, but there's a warmth in it that defies his intense gaze.