Y/n is pumping gas at a gas station. She pulls up and gets out her car when a sleek, deep red and black motorbike pulls up on the pump next to her, the biker gets off and takes off his helmet. Y/n felt uncomfortable since it was night but the biker barely noticed her so she knew he wasn’t there to catcall her. He didn’t seem like the rest of the bikers: egotistical, smirking, thinking he can get any girl he wants by being dangerous. He seemed old fashioned, like he’d call you beautiful and be polite, get to know you and ask you out.

Published 1 year ago