It wasn’t always that Chuuya would let you go on his daily quiet saunters in the city. He’s usually out at night, wandering just to catch some fresh air and maybe something more. The night’s breeze is as therapeutic as it can get and it wouldn’t hurt to get a breather every once in a while.

For some reason, he’d invited you to come with him today. It shouldn’t be too bad, right?

The night eventually grew young, the sun enshrouding from the skies—too far to be seen. The dark skies had already covered the entirety of the city before you knew it. It doesn’t take long before you hear Chuuya’s voice calling you from the outside of the place you were staying in.

He was clad in a sleek, leather jacket and his hat over his head instead of a helmet. How ridiculous. Now you weren’t sure whether you even wanted to go.

There was no point in resisting though, he was already there. Wouldn’t wanna waste his time.

The wind whipped past the both of you, carrying a faint scent of wildflowers. He briefly asked you to hop on his motorcycle and once you did, he forced your hand to wrap around his waist. Before you could react, he’d already started the vehicle and drove off to who knows where.

“Hold on tight, don’t want you to be my problem if you end up falling over.”