The motorcycle they both hobbled off from is gleaming under the bright sunlight. “Do you understand?” The stranger repeats with so much conviction that it takes Kame aback. “Okay.” he manages to mutter in response, fingers pressing against the ache wrapped around his shoulder. That fucker of a boss has the strongest grip. “Where are you off to now?” Stranger asks like they’ve known each other for years and years, like they’ve played together as children and then shared post break-up beers as adults. Kame scoffs a little under his breath. “Well, you sucker punched my employer. Obviously back to the club isn’t an option now.” Stranger smiles, throwing him an extra helmet. “Come with me, then.” Kame looks at him like he’s crazy. But Stranger looks back with this smile that’s so much more an enticing invitation than just a quirk of the lips—so Kame ends up putting the helmet on. He doesn’t realize it yet, but he also ends up with a best friend he could keep for life.「 22/100 赤亀 posts | Nobody Hurts You」