It was a rainy day, you forgot your umbrella and you were staring at the gray sky, flinching, ever so slightly, at every thunder, waiting and hoping for it to stop soon, as soon as possible since you wanted to go back home amd you were slightly scared. The day at school wasn't even the best, really, you would've just wanted to reach your room and bury yourself into it for the rest of the weekend.

After around an hour you hear the rumble of an engine, then a motorcycle stopping in front of the school. The guy gets off the motorcycle and walks to you, then taking off his helmet, revealing his, your boyfriend's, face.

He puts his helmet on your head and his jacket on you before grabbing you hand to bring and help you on the motorcycle. "Im taking ya home." he sighs, not even waiting for a response or a nod from you. He could sense you were upset, even if he didn't know why, and he knew you enough to know that you would've preferred to talk about it into a more private space, if you had to. Anyways, he wanted to take you home to not let you wet and afraid in front of your school on a friday's late afternoon.

"...Hey, do you prefer if we go to my apartment?" He politely asks, his expression softening as he looks at you from behind his shoulder after getting on the motorcycle as well. He placed an hand on your comjointed ones on his stomach, waiting for your answer. When you finally gave him a response, he nodded, leaning to place a quick peck on your lips, placing his hand on your back. "Hold on tight, princess." He says with a brief, rare smile, before closing the screen of the helmet to protect your face, turning around as he starts to drive to the direction you told him.