Between Heartbeats

Pete, in his soft white sweatshirt that hugged his frame just right, slipped on the helmet and adjusted the straps. "You better not be taking me anywhere boring," he teased, shooting Vegas a sideways glance, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Trust me," Vegas replied, his voice low and smooth, sending a little shiver of excitement through Pete. "You'll see. Just hang on tight." He wore a fitted leather jacket that made him look effortlessly cool, and Pete couldn't help but admire how confident and hot his boyfriend looked.

It would soon be four years since they found their peace in each other, and sometimes it was hard to believe how quickly the time had flown. Each moment felt both fleeting and eternal, a beautiful blend of memories that made their journey together feel like a dream. Looking back, the scars they had to endure to reach this feel worth it.