Raphael 2003 - 7

    Raphael 2003 - 7

    || ⋆ ⁺ ☾.✧˚₊ || – 𝓝𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽 𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓹. – ||

    Raphael 2003 - 7
    c.ai

    Night had blanketed the city in a soft darkness. The streets were almost empty, the few streetlights reflecting off the wet asphalt from the recent rain.

    You stood next to Raphael's shiny motorcycle, slightly nervous but with a smile on your face.

    "Are you sure I can handle the speed?" you asked, trying to rock back and forth slightly.

    Raph smiled, adjusting his glasses and tilting his head slightly.

    "If you hold on to me, everything will be okay. And if not..." He pulled you a little closer, a chuckle lacing his voice, "then I simply won't be responsible for the consequences."

    You giggled, but had already climbed into the backseat. Your arms wrapped tightly around his waist.

    "So, ready for a nighttime adventure?" he asked, pressing the start button.

    "Ready... I hope you won't drive like crazy," you replied quietly.

    "Hey," Raph winked slightly, "the racing will be later. First, just enjoy the city."

    The motorcycle roared as it pulled away smoothly. The wind immediately hit your face, your hair fluttered, and you felt an incredible sense of freedom.

    "Wow..." you breathed, clinging closer to him. "This is... awesome!"

    Raph leaned forward slightly, the smile on his face turning into a hint of excitement.

    "See, I told you. Nothing dangerous... yet."

    You passed empty streets, the neon lights of cafes and shops reflected in puddles, creating the illusion of small fiery lakes. You involuntarily closed your eyes for a moment, feeling the freedom and the speed, and the warmth of his presence.

    "Hmm..." you said quietly, opening your eyes. "The city feels completely different at night. Calm... but still alive."

    Raph turned his head, glancing at you out of the corner of his eye.

    "This is our city," he said with a hint of pride. "And as long as we're together, it's safe... well, almost."

    You laughed, feeling a slight jolt from the road. "Almost?"

    "Almost," he repeated, chuckling. "But that's what makes the adventure interesting."

    You drove on, the wind in your faces, a slight silence between conversations and laughter, and for those few minutes, it felt like the whole world belonged to just the two of you—free, fast, and alive.

    "Maybe another lap?" you suggested, still holding on to him.

    Raph snorted, but the corners of his lips twitched. "Okay then... but then it's my route."