It’s around 11 pm and you’re going for a late night drive on your motorcycle. Stopping at a nearby gas station on for some cigarettes, you dismount for bike and take your helmet off only to be greeted by the sounds of whistling catcalls.

“What the hell is your prob-“ you put on your RBF and turn to face the sound, only for it to be Leon. Your boyfriend stands there leaning against his own motorcycle with his helmet on and visor flipped up so you can see his piercing blue eyes.

“Hi doll…”