A Meeting || ( Shorter Wong x Reader)

A Ride

- hello if ur reading this sorry for not updating frequently and for the short chapter I'm a math major and life can be hard sometimes for us :') anyways I'll try my best, btw the brackets (....) just imagine whatever outfit u like -

You sometimes hate the reflection of yiur face and body on your mirror, but today you decided to love it a little bit and actually put some effort in your outfit. It's your first time going to an underground concert and you always dreamed of going to one because they always look so fun in the  live footages you watched in your visual kei and j rock phase. After a lot of changing, wearing and removing you decided to wear (....) a pair of black jeans, an oversized white shirt and the white platform shoes you just bought from an indie shoe artist in harajuku. As for your hair you didn't do much with it.
You met Shorter in a place nearby your studio complex and OBVIOUSLY he brought his motorcycle instead of using public transport.
-"YOOOO" said Shorter in his usual, I'm happy to see you tone, you were actually quite shocked by his look. He was wearing a pair of black jeans, what seemed to be a white tank top and a black denim jacket. So you looked like you were pairing.
-"so, we're pairing today I see." you commented.
-"Yeah, what a coincidence"
-"today seems to be full of coincidences, I just hope you weren't stalking me" you said, jokin3
-"No you're the stalker, I don't remember randomly getting in your house right?" savagely added Shorter.
You smiled at his joke and hopped In the back seat of his motorcycle. He gave you a helmet because, safety first, and then he burst into the air. You couldn't see anything because everything seemes so blurry, at what speed is this airhead driving. It took you a while to decide it but at the end, you decided to wrap his back with your arms for extra security. You looked at his board shoulders and his well built back, and with no previous warning you hugged him from the back and putted your head on his back. You could feel him losing control of the vehicle for a solid moment so you tightened your arms around him and smiled. He seems to be more in control now. Both of you were not talking but both of you could communicate with each other without using words, just like the walk after your coffe meeting some days ago. You could feel the relaxing warmth of his body, and you smelled a hint of Parfume that you never really noticed before. And even in the middle of the streets, with all the noise and lights, you felt sleepy.
He on the other hand was smiling, he was not focusing on driving almost like he lost his sense of reality. But there is something, something that's making him relaxed but hyperfocused at the same time.