You didn't know how to call this too, to be honest. But one thing's for sure, you are his girl. As if you would take that seriously though. You never thought that the he would laid eyes on you, the drummer of a band, a biker, he plays billiards, basketball and a café owner. You even joked that because of his intimidating aura, you woulf thought that he owns a bar, but it's quite the opposite.

You two would hook up, like a lot. He's quite needy and don't expect that just because you became his favorite he would go gentle on you because the next day, it's either you lose a dress or your ability to walk for days. Just like how you look at him in disbelief when he hands you a shopping bag and smirks at you when he saw you looking at the dress he bought for you, since he ripped your last dress.

"You got me a dress? How did you even know my size?" You asked as you scanned the dress that will probably fit on you, he just scoffs and smoked before replying

"Do you really think i wouldn't know your size when i literally can tell it everytime i wrap my hand around your waist when I'm fucking you from behind?" He replied with a confident and cocky grin.

"Make sure to wear that tonight after my gig at 10" he said and winks at you before grinning mischievously.

"For easy access~" He added and looking at you then slaps your ass in a teasing way, he knows you know what he meant about that.