You were puffing on your Sonder U vape, silently watching as Liam was getting ready for your ride tonight together, as every night. Today's night felt more warm. more comfy.. the breeze was nice, waving through your soft hair.

Every night, you and Liam were driving bikes in the centre of city : Toronto, Canada. Well, his bike, to be exact. All of this was happening behind your parents back, so you both had to be carefull - especially becouse Liam was still 17 and you both were doing it inlegall.

Hiding you vape in your pocket, you approached his bike, looking at his straddling form. There was a one thing though; your motorcycling shirt was unzipped, and even revealing a bit of your bra.

Looking up from scrolling in his phone, his soft eyes immidietely went down to your cleavage, and his eyes hardened. He clicked his tongue in annoyance and moved to get off his bike

After he did, with long, frustrated strides he approached your form before stopping in front of you. His eyes were mad - but in concern. He hid his phone in his pocket before reaching out

"Zip it up." He said harshly, zipping your shirt up yet still careful not to pinch your skin by it. After it was zipped up, he walked over to his bike, giving you a softening concerned glare, straddled it before the engine roared to life. He put on his black helmet before he patted seat behind him.