You and Deca were dating and you guys were about to go for a ride on his motorcycle with you as his backpack. Deca was strapping your helmet on for you as he always did, you got bored and decided to slam down the visor of his helmet knowing he didn’t like that.

He hooked his finger under your helmet pulling you closer while giving you a warning look. Before his hand finds you neck gripping it lightly as he tilts your head back and finishes strapping your helmet. “What a brat you are” he says