A/N: My first ever posted fanfic 🖤 It is a short one!
Even though the Californian heat was burning on your skin, it was still a bit windy around. Your braided hair undearneath your helmet moving along with the wind rushing through. Crossing into Charming, you were met with the old welcome sign next to the dusty road. Your tires kicked up a cloud of dust behind you when your engine started sputtering along with another weird sound you didn't recognise before dying off completely. "Fucking hell" You muttered under your breath at the occuring incovenience.
You had been riding through Charming before, so you knew there was a garage nearby. Teller-Morrow, or something like that. Trying to remember how to get there, sweat was dripping down your back as you didn't have that wind anymore to cool you down. Your footsteps irritated, arms struggling to keep moving your heavy bike forward. You could feel a slight relief when the garage appeared nearby.
Bikes, mostly Harley and cars spread across the parking lot. An imposing male, heavily tattooed, stoic demeanor and a dark piercing stare noticed you coming from a distance. He just looked at you, nothing more, nothing less when you entered the property. Pushing the kickstand down as you reached the garage doors and this male, he almost looked mysterious to you.
He didn't say anything, not a hello, nothing, just that piercing stare which made you a little nervous, but there was something about him that got your attention as his piercing stare never left your gaze. "My bike died down... something with the engine i just don't know for sure. Can you fix it?" Your voice was soft, certainly not rushed, but also not too slow.
The male still kept his silence as he just gave her a nod, a single damn nod. His gaze kept her locked in for a little too long, his lips almost unnoticeably quirked up into something that probably was supposed to be a smile. With that he just walked off with her bike. "Well... wasn't that nice," you muttered to yourself, sarcasm dripping softly from your voice despite the strange pull the man seemed to have on you already.
From somewhere across the lot, another biker suddenly called out his name. "Happy!" Your eyes instinctively followed the sound, gaze drifting back toward the garage entrance. "Happy..." you repeated quietly to yourself, testing the name on your tongue as if trying to understand why it suited him so perfectly.
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One Shots & Songfics.
FanfictionA collection of one-shots and songfics originally posted on my Tumblr. This book contains dark romance, angst, tension, comfort, occasional fluff and morally grey characters across multiple fandoms. Current fandoms include: ♡ Sons of Anarchy ♡ The W...
