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mariclerc · 7 months ago

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Biker love | cl16

Summary: An unexpected encounter with a biker ends up in the best way possible.

Warnings: fluff, biker boy/tattooed Charles and shy reader.

Part 2, part 3

You find yourself in a cozy, well-lit bookstore, bookshelves line the walls. You are a little bit shy and somewhat innocent with glasses, sitting at a small table surrounded by a bunch of books and notes. You're scribbling furiously on a notebook.

You sigh and put the pen down on the table. “Okay, okay... so the French Revolution...” you mutter to yourself.

Suddenly a loud motorcycle engine roars outside, you glanced out the window, your brow furrowing in concentration at the unexpected sound.

You shake your head. “It must be someone new in the neighborhood... But that motorcycle look so cool.” you murmured to yourself.

You returned to your books, ignoring the loud noise.

An hour later. You gather your books, preparing to leave after a long study session. As you stand up, you bumped into a tall guy covered in tattoos. He's wearing a full black outfit and exudes a confident aura.

“Whoa there, careful!” says the boy holding you to prevent you from falling to the floor.

He chuckles, his eyes twinkling. You blushed profusely. “I-I’m so sorry! I wasn’t looking.” you fumbled with your books, trying to pick them up at once.

He smiles. “Let me help you with that.” He bends down and easily gathers the scattered books.

You smiled shyly. “Thank you.” your voice is barely a whisper.

He shakes his head. “No problem. Are you okay? You look like you’re about to faint.” he grins, revealing a charming and warm smile.

“I’m fine, really. I'm just a little clumsy, that's all.” you laughed nervously, your cheeks turning a deeper shade of pink.

He smiles. “Don’t worry about it.” he says softly. “Hey, what's your name?” he asked.

“Y/n” you say softly and shyly.

“Charles.” He says and extends his hand, you grab it and shake hands. “Oh I’ve seen you around here before when I ride around the block, you’re the girl who always sits by that window.”

“Oh! You’ve noticed?” You're surprised and flattered.

He nodded. “Yeah, I couldn’t help but notice the concentration... You look like you’re solving world problems or something.” He winks, and your heart skips a beat.

“Something like that, I’m just a student.” you giggled while looking down at your books, feeling shy again.

“Student, huh? What are you studying?” he asks.

“History.”

“History? That’s cool! I’m not much of a history buff myself, but I like learning about stuff.” he smiles.

You both stand there for a moment, a comfortable silence between the two of you.

“Well, I better get going. See you around, bookworm.” He gives you a friendly nod and walks towards the door.

“Bye.” you say softly.

You watched him leave, a small smile playing on your lips. As he walks out the door, you noticed him jumping on his motorcycle again, your heart races for a different reason now.

***

The arcade is a neon-lit, bustling haven of noise and games. People of all ages are engrossed in various machines. You look slightly out of place in an oversized sweater and jeans, while you try to navigate a claw machine. It's a Saturday afternoon and you needed to get away from your assignments and uni work and what better way to do that than to go to an arcade?

“Come on, just a little more...” you muttered to yourself.

You're concentrating intensely, your cheeks flushed with determination. Suddenly, a strong hand appears next to yours on the machine.

“You need a little help with that?” you hear Charles' voice.

You jumped, startled. It's Charles, grinning at you.

“Oh! You startled me.” you laughed nervously, your cheeks turning pink.

“Sorry about that. You look like you're about to break that machine.” He chuckles, his eyes sparkling with amusement.

“I was trying to get that plushie! I like to have some of them at home.” you say shyly, a little afraid that he will think you are childish.

“Aww, that's so sweet. Let me try it.”

With a confident smirk, Charles takes control of the claw machine. A few deft movements later, the plushie is plummeting towards the exit chute.

You look at him in amazement. “Wow! You're good at this!”

Charles hands you the plushie. “Thank you! So, what are you doing here little bookworm? Studying or just taking a break?”

You shake your head. “No, I was just taking a break from studying.”

He giggled. “Hmm, understandable... To solve world problems you need to take a little break.” He winked at you, and you feel a flutter in your stomach remembering how he had said last time that it seems like you "solve world problems".

You two wander through the arcade, trying different games. Charles is surprisingly good at everything, while you are more of a casual player, but you still have fun.

He laughs. “You're terrible at this, you know.”

You're playing a racing game, and your car has just exploded. “Hey! It's not my fault. Your car is too fast!” you say while laughing and he does the same.

As you play, you started to talk more freely, Charles shared stories about his motorcycle, his tattoos, and his job (which turns out to be as a mechanic). You smiled while you listened, captivated by his easygoing charm and nice sense of humor.

“So, you're a mechanic? That's so cool.”

“Yeah, it's alright. It keeps me busy.” he shrugged.

There's a comfortable silence between the two of you as you continue to play.

“Hey, I'm getting hungry. Want to grab a bite to eat?” Charles' asked while looking at you.

Your heart skips a beat. This is the first time he's asked you out, even if it's just for food.

You smiled at him. “Sure, I'd like that.”

A smile spreads across Charles' face as you leave the arcade and walk through the mall until you reach a classic, old-school diner, filled with the comforting glow of neon lights and the soft rock music that plays in the background. You and Charles are seated in a booth, the empty plates pushed aside.

“So, tell me more about history. You know, I've always been curious about the past.” He says as he finishes drinking his soda.

You smiled, visibly relaxed, you're animated when you talked about your passion. “Oh, there's so much to tell! Like, can you imagine living without electricity or cars? Or when people believed the Earth was flat?”

Charles listens intently, nodding occasionally at your words and interesting theories.

“That's super crazy! I can't even imagine a world without my phone.” He says and you both laugh.

As the conversation flows, there's a comfortable silence between you two. You look at each other, and for a brief moment, there's a connection, a spark.

“You're really interesting, you know that?” he says softly and shyly at you.

“Thanks! You're pretty interesting too.” you say while blushing at his words.

A comfortable silence falls between you two again, Charles reaches across the table and softly takes your hand.

“I've had a really good time tonight.”

Your heart races, you squeezes his hand back gently. “Me too Charlie...”

He smiled at the nickname you just gave him, you two sit there, holding hands, the world around the two of you fading away. The diner's soft glow casts a romantic ambiance.

“Hey, do you want to go for a ride on my motorcycle?” he asked softly you and your eyes widen in surprise and excitement.

“Really? I mean, I've never been on a motorcycle before.” you say softly.

“Don't worry, I'll take care of you! It'll be fun, I could also take you home.” he smiles showing off his dimples.

You hesitate for a moment, then you nodded enthusiastically.

“Okay, let's do it.” you say while smiling.

As you two stand up to leave, Charles pulled you in for a quick hug. Your heart skips a beat. This is a new level of intimacy, and you're both scared and excited.

***

The city is alive with the glow of streetlights. The wind whips through your hair as Charles drives his motorcycle. You're wearing his leather jacket, a little overwhelmed by the sensation of speed.

“This is so crazy!” you let out a nervous laugh.

He laughs. “Relax, I've got you bookworm.”

His voice is steady and reassuring. You cling to his waist tighter and you can feel him relax a little at your touch.

You two weave through traffic, the city lights blurring into a colorful stream. The wind in your hair and the rush of adrenaline are a thrilling combination.

“I can't believe I'm doing this.” you giggled.

“You're doing great princess. Just enjoy the ride.”

Suddenly you two pull up to your apartment building, a modern structure bathed in soft blue light.

“And we're here.” you say shyly while you dismounts carefully, your legs feeling a little wobbly.

“You okay?” he asks.

“Yeah, just a little shaky.” you say nodding.

Charles smiled and helps you off the bike. “You'll get used to it.” he giggles.

You two stand there for a moment, the silence between the two of you filled with unspoken words.

“I had a really good time tonight, y/n” he smiles while tracing a finger over your cheek.

You blushes. “Me too, Charlie!”

Your eyes meet, and there's a clear attraction between you two. Charles takes a step closer.

“Can I see you again, princess?” he says softly.

“I'd like that.” you say softly at him.

Before she can say anything else, Charles slowly leaned in and kisses you. It's a gentle, sweet kiss that leaves you completely breathless.

“I'll call you princess.” he gives you a kiss on the forehead. “Have sweet dreams.”

He says and gives you one last smile before turning and getting on his motorcycle. As he drives away, you watches him, your heart pounding... You feel a mixture of excitement and nervousness, it's the first time you feel so special with a boy.

Your turned to face your apartment building, a new sense of confidence and adventure filling your body. Tonight has been a night you won't forget.

***

The gentle glow of fairy lights illuminates the cozy living room in Charles' apartment, you are curled up on the couch, wrapped in one of Charles' oversized sweatshirts, you look content as you flips through a science magazine. You've been dating for a couple of weeks now, but there's already that feeling of trust and affection between you two.

“Oww, my little bookworm baby is all comfy and cute.” he says while entering the room holding a mug of hot chocolate in hand, he hands it to you.

“Thank you, Charlie. It's super cozy here!” you take a sip of the hot chocolate and sighs contentedly.

He smiles. “You're welcome, my little sunshine. How about we watch a movie?” he asks.

You nodded. “That sounds perfect.” you giggled.

Charles picked up the remote and starts browsing through some streaming services. The truth is that the idea of "appearances can be deceiving" is very real, since anyone who sees Charles may think that he is a rude and perhaps aggressive guy... But he's actually a pretty sweet and nice guy, plus he's super attentive and affectionate with you and you really love that.

“How about a classic rom-com? To set the mood, you know?” he asked and you giggled.

“Okay, but don't laugh at me if I cry at some sad scene.”

He shakes his head. “Never, my little baby.”

He ruffles your hair affectionately while you two settle down on the couch, you snuggled close to Charles. As the movie starts, Charles wraps his arm around you, pulling you closer to his body.

“You're so small and cute in my sweatshirt.” he says softly.

You blushed and hide your face in his chest, he laughs softly. “Stop it, you're embarrassing me.”

“Aw, come on, don't be shy, my little bookworm.” He kisses the top of your head.

You two watch the movie in comfortable silence, interrupted only by occasional soft laughter or whispered comments at some scenes. As the movie reaches its climax, you grabbed Charles' hand, your knuckles turning white.

“Oh no, don't let this happen!” you whispered softly.

“Don't worry, baby. It's just a movie.” he looks at you tenderly.

He chuckles, squeezing your hand reassuringly. When the movie ends, you sit in silence for a moment, the afterglow of the film still lingering.

Suddenly Charles' sighed. “You know something love? I can't believe how lucky I am to have you.”

You looks up at him, your eyes filled with love. “Me too, Charlie... me too.”

You two share a tender kiss, the world melting away around you two. It's a soft and slow kiss, as if you didn't want the moment to end. You two break away from the kiss and you snuggles deeper into Charles' embrace, feeling a sense of peace and security you've never experienced before. The warmth of his body and the soft rhythm of his breathing lull you into a state of relaxation.

“I feel so safe here.” you say, your voice is barely a whisper. Charles tightens his arms around you, pulling you closer.

“You're always safe with me, baby.”

He kisses the top of your head, and you close your eyes, savoring the moment. Your fingers, drawn by an irresistible impulse, begin to trace the intricate patterns of Charles' tattoos.

“You like my tattoos?” he asked, his voice is low and husky.

You nodded. “Uh-huh, they're really cool.”

Your voice is soft, almost shy. You continue to trace the lines and shapes, your fingers lingering on certain parts.

He starts to explain the meaning of one of his tattoos, his voice filled with a sense of pride and ownership. You listened intently, your eyes wide with fascination at his words.

“Wow, that's really beautiful babe.”

You reached out and touched the tattoo gently, your fingers brushing against Charles' skin. A shiver runs down his spine.

“Mhm, you're making me feel all tingly inside.” He chuckles softly, and you blushed.

“Oh... So- Sorry about that.” you say shyly.

“Don't be sorry. I like it, it's a good feeling baby.” he whispers. He pulls you closer, his lips brushing against your ear. “Maybe you should draw on me sometime.”

Your heart skips a beat. The idea of touching Charlie in such an intimate way is both exciting and terrifying for you.

“I don't know how to draw properly.” you say in a whisper.

“That's okay baby girl. I'll teach you.” he smiles and gives you a little peck on the lips.

He turned you around so that you're facing him and your eyes lock, and a spark ignites between you two. You had never felt so comfortable and attracted to someone in your life, but since he arrived into your life, everything has changed significantly and you know you've changed his life too.

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mariclerc · 6 months ago

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Biker love (pt.2) | cl16

Summary: an unexpected encounter with a biker ends up in the best way.

Warnings: fluff, biker boy/tattooed Charles and shy reader.

Part 1 , part 3

You and Charles have been together for a while now and it has been the most incredible months of your life, he is a super attentive and very cute boy. You love spending a lot of time with him and going out to discover new things on the weekends or sometimes you just stay home and it's even a thousand times better, lately he has been very vocal about introducing you to his friends because, in his words: "because you're someone so special in my life, you deserve to meet my crew." And honestly you're a little nervous about meeting his friends, because you're afraid they'll judge you by your looks.

So now you find yourself next to him in a crowded bar, which is a hive of activity, the air thick with the sound of laughter, music, and clinking glasses. You and Charles navigate your way through the crowd, Charles' arm wrapped protectively around your waist.

“Okay princess, here we are!” he says and he stops in front of a group of people gathered around a table, their laughter momentarily cut off as they turn to look at the couple. “Hey guys, this is y/n. Y/n, this is Liam, Ben, Mia, and Alex.” he says towards you and his friends.

You offer a shy wave towards them, your cheeks turning a delicate pink. The group exchanges surprised glances... Liam, a tall, tattooed guy with a piercing gaze, is the first one to speak.

“No way Charlie! You’re dating her?” Liam says with surprise in his voice.

You feel a blush creeping up your neck. Ben, a shorter, more laid-back guy with a friendly smile, breaks the awkward silence.

“Dude, no offense, but she’s... a little different.” Ben says raising his eyebrows.

Mia, a stylishly dressed woman with sharp features, nods in agreement. “Yeah, it's not what we expected.”

Your heart sinks a little, but Charlie squeezes your hand reassuringly. “I know, I know. But she’s amazing! Don’t judge a book by its cover guys.”

Alex, the quietest of the group, speaks up. “Hey, it's cool... I mean, we’re just surprised Charlie, that's all.”

You sighed and offered a grateful smile. “It’s nice to meet you all!” you giggled softly.

The group exchanges glances, a silent conversation taking place between them... Then, Liam, the most outspoken of the group, breaks the ice.

“Okay, fine... You’re cute! And you seem nice.” he smiles showing the piercing in his gum.

You relax slightly, you're relieved that they're not completely hostile.

Charles' smiles widely. “See? I told you!” He turns to you and gives you a reassuring smile. You lean into him, feeling safe and loved.

As the night progresses, you start to loosen up. You find yourself engaging in conversations with the group, discovering shared interests and laughing at their jokes. The initial awkwardness fades away, replaced by a sense of belonging.

The night wears on, and the atmosphere in the bar becomes increasingly lively. The music pumps louder, and people dance and mingle freely. You were initially hesitant, but you find yourself drawn into the energy of the crowd.

Charles' smiles towards you. “Come on, let's dance baby.” He extends a hand towards you, his eyes sparkling with amusement. With a nervous laugh, you take his hand and allows yourself to be pulled onto the dance floor.

As you two move to the rhythm of the music, you feel a surge of adrenaline... The worries and insecurities you had earlier seem to melt away. You're lost in the moment, enjoying the freedom of movement and the closeness of Charles.

You giggle. “I can't believe I'm actually doing this!” you laugh, breathless.

He giggled too. “You're so so amazing baby!”

He dips you, and you both laugh. The crowd around you two cheers, their approval adding to the exhilarating atmosphere.

Meanwhile, the rest of the group are watching you two with amused smiles.

“I can't believe she's actually having fun!” Mia says watching you guys dance.

Liam nods. “Yeah, she's growing on me.”

Ben smiles. “Charlie's got good taste.”

As the night draws to a close, the group decides to head to a nearby diner for some late-night food. You find yourself a little exhausted but exhilarated, you lean against Charlie, your head resting on his shoulder.

He looks at you. “Are you tired baby?”

You shake your head. “Nope, just a tiny little bit, but it was so much fun!” you giggled again.

You smile up at him, your eyes sparkling with happiness, Charles returns your smile, squeezing your hand.

As the group of friends walk towards the diner, the city lights twinkling around them, you feel a sense of belonging you haven't expected, because you're surrounded by people who care about Charles, and you're starting to feel like one of them.

***

The diner is dimly lit, a comforting contrast to the vibrant energy of the bar. The group settles into a booth, their laughter and chatter filling the quiet space. You still buzzing from the night's excitement, are seated next to Charlie.

“So, how's my little bookworm holding up, huh?” he asks softly at you.

You grin, your eyes sparkling with amusement. “I'm still trying to catch my breath. That was so insane!”

The group laughs in agreement.

“I can't believe you actually danced, y/n. That was so cool!” Mia says.

You blushed. “Well, Charlie dragged me onto the dance floor.”

“Hey! I thought you were having fun amour.” he says softly. (love)

“I was! It was just... unexpected, but good.” you giggled.

The conversation flows easily, filled with laughter and shared stories. You find yourself opening up to the group, revealing sides of yourself that you rarely show up. You discover a shared love of old movies with Liam, a passion for cooking with Mia, and a surprising connection with Ben over your mutual love of comic books and languages —because he speaks a little bit of Spanish.

As the night deepens, the conversation turns more serious, the group shares their hopes, dreams, and fears, creating a bond of trust and understanding.

Charles clear his throat. “I'm so glad you guys got to meet y/n. She's amazing!”

The group nods in agreement. “Yeah mate, she's cool.” Liam says.

“Thank you so much guys, I had a great time tonight!” you say while smiling.

As the diner starts to empty, the group reluctantly begins to say their goodbyes. You exchange numbers with Mia and you promised her to watch the movie she recommended.

As you walk out into the cool night air, Charlie wraps his arm around your shoulders.

“That was fun, huh?” Charles' asked you softly.

You nodded. “It was the best! I can't believe how nice everyone was with me.” you smiled.

Charles' chuckled. “Well, baby, they're my people, and now, they're your people too, okay?”

You lean into him, feeling a wave of happiness wash over you. As the two of you walk hand-in-hand towards his motorcycle, you know that your life has just taken a wonderful turn.

“Ready for a ride, my sunshine?” Charles asks as he hands you your helmet.

You nodded, a sense of contentment washing over you. As you climbed onto the back of the motorcycle, you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him close. The familiar warmth of his body and the steady rhythm of the engine provide a comforting cocoon.

The city lights blur into a kaleidoscope of colors as Charlie accelerates, the wind whips through your hair, and you close your eyes, letting the sensation of speed carry you away.

You sighed. “This is so relaxing.”

“I'm so glad you like it baby.” he laughs.

You two ride in silence for a while, the only sound the gentle hum of the engine. The city gradually fades into the distance, replaced by the quiet suburban streets.

Finally, you arrive at Charles' apartment building, well, now it's your place too. As you dismount, you stretched a little bit, yawning softly.

“Are you tired now, love?” he asked you softly.

You nodded. “Yep, but just a little. It was a long night... But a fun one!” you smiled shyly.

He smiles as he ruffles your hair. “Come on baby girl, let's get inside. I'll make you some hot chocolate and we can snuggle together on the couch!” he giggles softly.

Then he takes your hand and leads you inside, the apartment is warm and inviting, the soft glow of the lights creating a cozy atmosphere. You feel at home next to him and it is an indescribable and very beautiful feeling at the same time.

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