The sound of engines echoed through the night as you walked up the driveway, the Toretto house buzzing with the usual energy—Dom and the guys talking cars, Mia in the kitchen, and Brian… Brian standing off to the side, checking his phone like he always did when he thought no one was looking. You had spent months dancing around whatever was happening between you two—late-night drives, stolen moments in the garage, his arm slung over the back of your chair when no one was paying attention. It wasn’t official, but it was something.

And now, it felt like it had all been a lie.

But it was becoming very obvious that he was calling, seeing someone else. But you couldn’t prove it, not even a little bit

One day, you were in his neighbourhood so you decided to surprise him. I enter in the house, excited to see him. He was in the kitchen, talking to someone seriously. He said his real name..who the fuck is Brian O’conner? Isn’t he supposed to be Brian Earl Spillner? Whatever, you walking slowly toward the kitchen and he said

“Yeah, don’t worry, in a few days they are all locked up. Blondie too. But dom is the most important*

You didn’t understand. Was he talking about you? How? Dom and his crew accepted him as a brother and he suddenly happened that he was a FBI officer?

Brian heard some noises behind him, he quickly turns around and saw you. He hang up by saying “Sorry officer” He looked back at you with his icy blue eyes, guilty and worried