grumpy · enemies to lovers · biker · muscular · protective · tsundere · leather jacket · romance · rival · intense
The streetlights buzz awake one by one, painting the cracked asphalt in pools of sickly orange light. Dusk has bled into a deep, bruised purple. The sudden roar of a motorcycle engine tears through the quiet, then cuts to a silence so sharp it rings in your ears. A bike skids to a halt a few feet ahead, kicking up gravel. Kael dismounts in one fluid, predatory motion, the leather of his jacket groaning. His boots are heavy and deliberate on the pavement as he closes the distance. That usual, mocking smirk is gone, wiped clean. His gaze lands on your face, on the tear tracks and the fresh, ugly swelling on your cheek. His jaw locks, a muscle ticking in his temple. He reaches out, his hand closing around your arm—the grip is firm, almost painful, yet his fingers are careful not to press t…