INCLUDES: biker!jeno x fem!reader, slow burn, enemies to lovers (they don't really get along at first not so much that they're enemies), fluff, smut, angst(?), fingering, choking, degrading (slut, whore, etc.), pet names (doll, baby, etc.), cockwarming, lmk if i’ve missed anything!
wc: 1.9k
a/n: this chapter is fairly rushed and has some VERY cliche scenes in it, so if you have high expectations for this story, please lower the bar to the ground lol. I'm not a very strong writer and it shows here, but please if you do decide to read anyway, don't be scared to leave any feedback <3
truth be told jeno never found himself the type of guy to fall in love with a girl who had absolutely no interest in him whatsoever, or even feel anything for anyone that wasn’t his bike. at least not until you had come around.
he has always been about the bike life, the dark aesthetic type that book girlies love. that was his hidden weapon, in his words at least. tattoos covering several inches of his skin, sharp eyes rimmed with eyeliner peeking through his open visor, all-black kawasaki he paid way too much for and can’t forget about his arms. toned, tanned with those veins that are too hard not to stare at.
but you didn’t spare him a second glance, that was new for him and he liked that. he liked that you weren’t throwing yourself at him, like all of the other girls he had come across. but once he found out you were into cars and bikes, man he may as well have just fallen in love with you right then and there. which he unintentionally did.
he would watch you from his bike as you pulled up to the university campus in either your car or bike. you knew he was watching, everyone knew. but that didn’t waver you, you had your three friends that was all you needed. having jeno’s eyes on you ultimately ended up in teases from your best friends.
“oooh, he’s into you best friend.” mark would giggle as he watched you roll your eyes dramatically while shotaro and felip laughed along with him. “whatever” you would grumble and just push past him and to your next class.
you weren’t planning on getting involved with jeno let alone his friends until you and felip noticed one of jeno’s friends had the same bike as the both of you. felip dragged you over to the owner of the bike with the biggest smile on his face.
“you have the same bike as us!” felip says to a brown-haired haechan who was sitting on his white suzuki gsx r600. haechan raises his eyebrow in both question and confusion. felip notices how out of place haechan’s white bike is compared to all the black bikes surrounding him.
“i’m felip by the way,” he says happily and holds his hand out for haechan. haechan smiles back and shakes felip’s hand. “oh, this is y/n” your best friend points over at you as you stand awkwardly behind him as you feel all the eyes of jeno and his friends on you.
“oh i know who she is.” haechan smirks as he looks over at you. “i’m haechan.” he says and ushers his friends to introduce themselves too.
“chenle” a guy with pink in his hair all but spits out coldly as he turns up his face at you and felip. “calm it.” haechan snips and smacks chenle’s arm, chenle pouts angrily and rubs his arm.
“i’m lee jeno” the last one tilts his head as he watches you with a smirk on his lips. you side eye him and turn back to haechan without sparing jeno a second glance. jeno raises his eyebrows and laughs softly at this.
felip starts up a conversation with haechan about his bike asking all sorts of questions. “where are you guys parked at?” haechan asks as he turns to chenle briefly. felip points out where your bikes are just as shotaro and mark pull up next to your bikes as well.
“you got a gang already?” jeno asks, his eyes never leaving your face as you pull your phone out with a waiting call from shotaro. “yeah, but we’re always looking for more people to join.” felip shrugs and waves at mark.
mark and shotaro were now walking towards you and the guys with their helmets in their hands. “wanna join us? it’s only the three of us.” haechan offers while chenle scoffs and drops down from his bike.
snatching up his helmet, chenle stomps away but not forgetting to smack his shoulder into you as he walks past. “ouch” you mumble and rub your arm to try to ease the pain chenle left behind. “i know it’ll be hard to, but ignore him. he’s not good with new people.” haechan offers you a sympathetic smile.
“clearly” felip scoffs and turns to you with a frown. “you okay?” he asks softly. you nod up at felip. “this is mark and shotaro.” felip points at both boys he named then turns back to haechan. “and this is haechan and jeno. the one that just practically abused y/n is chenle.” felip points at haechan and jeno.
“oh that loud ass kid from your music class?” shotaro asks mark innocently. mark seems to think for a couple of seconds before nodding. “i think so.” mark mumbles. upon hearing this jeno and haechan both laugh a little at the fact that shotaro and mark know chenle as the loudmouth he usually is.
haechan stares at mark with a smile before turning back to you and felip. “us three are going on a ride after class, would you guys like to join?” haechan offers as he gets off his bike, wedging his helmet between his left arm and hip, while slinging his backpack on his right shoulder.
you notice jeno doing the same from the corner of your eye, but see that he’s already got his body cross bag on and his helmet grasped in his right hand. jeno looks down to the helmet that was gripped in both your hands in front of you, he smirks seeing as it is the same helmet as his.
“i’m down, what about you guys?” felip smiles and turns to you and the other two guys who were pretending to fight behind you. “yeah, why not?” mark shrugs, shotaro throws felip a thumbs up with the hand that wasn’t holding his helmet.
felip opens his mouth to speak only to be cut off by jeno, who steps right in front of you. “what about you y/n? will you come?” jeno leans down to look into your eyes better. you flinch at the sudden intrusion of your personal space. “the fuck?” you mumble under your breath.
“if you get the fuck outta my face i’ll consider saying yes.” you scoff earning a chuckle from jeno and a full-blown laugh from haechan. “she’s not very good with new people in her space like that.” mark says from behind you, pushing at jeno’s chest as he stands behind you.
jeno stares at you for a couple of seconds before backing up with a smirk. “weird fuck.” you mumble to mark as you turn around and head towards your first class, which unfortunately for you had only jeno, chenle and haechan in.
you and the three guys make it to class just in time for the bell. beginning your walk to your usual seat you’re thrown off when you feel someone pull you into one of the isles by your elbow. “you’re one of us now, therefore you sit with us.” haechan says in a tone you can only pin as teasing.
“what? nah she’s not one of us!” chenle almost yells, you cringe at how high his voice went. “i agree with barney, i’m not one of you.” you scoff and begin walking away again.
haechan rolls his eyes drastically as he reaches out and grabs your arm again. “fine, not one of us. but sit with us.” haechan gestures to the empty seat between himself and chenle. you roll your eyes and sit down anyways. “call me barney again, and you’ll be picking yourself and your bike up off the fucking road, you prune.” chenle spits at you and shoves your chair away from him.
the push sends you almost flying into haechan. “chenle. stop it.” haechan seethes through gritted teeth just as he catches your chair right before it smashes into his. chenle does nothing but roll his eyes. “i’m sorry, he’s not usually this mean.” haechan looks down at you almost sadly, making you raise your eyebrow.
“it’s okay, i’m just glad he’s not hitting me.” you try to joke, but haechan doesn’t take it that way as he stares at you with a straight face. “i’m sorry.” you whisper.
as the class drones on for what felt like seventeen years, you somehow got chenle talking and laughing with you. after your multiple attempts to talk to him, he finally gave in and started talking to you, only for him to somehow really like you.
“hey, i’m sorry for how i treated you before.” chenle mumbles softly and looks up at you with a sad pout and shining eyes. you find it hard to ignore the smile pulling at your lips as you look down at him.
“it’s okay, you just left quite the impression.” you giggle. unbeknownst to you, chenle and a blissfully unaware haechan, jeno had been staring at you the whole class without any shame, a few of the girls who ogle over him noticed this and didn’t like the fact that a girl who wasn’t ‘visible’ before today had snagged a spot in the most popular friend group at this university.
jeno feels the girls stare on him and turns around to see half of them with their eyes on him and the other half glaring at you. jeno tilts his head and waits for them all to look at him before opening his mouth. “i know what you girls are about, so if you so much as breathe the wrong way in her direction you’ll have to deal with not only my group, but hers too,” jeno pauses, chenle frowns as he hears jeno speaking and turns to see what was happening.
chenle stops a laugh from escaping as he watches the scene unfold. “and i’m sure none of you wants mark and taro after you or felip speaking to you. do you?” he asks condescendingly. seeing all the girls shake their heads as fast as they could, chenle burst out into a fit of laughter.
the bell rings for the end of class, thanking the school for letting this be your only class today you begin walking to the exit where you can see shotaro jumping up and down while waving at you.
you giggle happily and run towards him, engulfing him in a hug when you see him waiting for you with open arms. the girls who were glaring at you had followed behind you to see if jeno was telling the truth about who you were friends with, only for jeno, chenle and haechan to push past them and stand behind you.
jeno looks over his shoulder at the girls and raises his eyebrow as if to challenge them to try something. while a couple of the girls were satisfied with seeing jeno telling the truth a couple of them still didn’t like the fact that you somehow got into jeno’s group before they could.
the girl who seemed to be the ‘leader’ of the group stomps her foot and stomps away. jeno rolls his eyes, to him all the girls at this uni were all the same. that was until he pinned you down a couple of months ago.
don’t get him wrong, he’d noticed your beauty from several miles away two years ago but it wasn’t until you rode to school on your old ninja h2r that he finally noticed you properly. It was almost like love at first sight despite it not being the first time he had laid eyes on you.
love at second sight, he liked to call it.
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AUTHORS NOTE ! — this fic will be very generic for the first couple of chapters as i don't want to dive straight into the story so please bear with me, it'll get better.
INCLUDES: biker!jeno x fem!reader, slow burn, enemies to lovers (they don't really get along at first not so much that they're enemies), fluff, smut, angst(?), fingering, choking, degrading (slut, whore, etc.), pet names (doll, baby, etc.), cockwarming, lmk if i’ve missed anything! also tysm for 700🫶🏼
wc: n/a
a/n: recently i've gotten into bikes and all that again and thought why not start writing about biker jeno? some of what happens in this fic will be what i've been through personally, and other things may not make sense as i started writing this in the third person at 4 am. the title of this fic is 'Faster n Harder' by 6arelyhuman, so may be inspired by the song here and there throughout the fic. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE PICTURES EXCEPT FOR THE SCREENSHOTS OF CHARACTERS TWITTER
LEE JENO
twentythree, biker, crazy for y/n, falls first & hard, tsundere personality, kawasaki ninja 400
Y/N Y/L
twentyone, biker/car head, her new car is her personality atp, falls for jeno over time & harder, suzuki gsx r600
LEE HAECHAN
twentythree, biker, sunshine personality, loves new people but VERY protective over jeno and chenle, suzuki gsx r600
ZHONG CHENLE
twentytwo, biker, cold at first, warms up to y/n fairly quickly, ends up being really close with y/n's best friend, loves music, yamaha rx100
cameos:
(regular background characters)
FELIP SUSON
twentyseven, y/n's best friend/cousin, owns a matching white suzuki gsx r600 with y/n, very well known on social media, very calm personality but looks very intimidating
SHOTARO OSAKI
twentythree, a close friend of y/n, got into bikes because of y/n, very bubbly personality, loved by everyone but doesn't like 90% of people, blue yamaha r7
MARK LEE
twentyfour, y/n's friend, shotaro's best friend, shy sunshine personality, red honda cbr650r
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literally only started writing this because i found out a few months ago that jeno supposedly has a motorbike license and bikers >>>
INCLUDES: biker!jeno x fem!reader, slow burn, enemies to lovers (they don't really get along at first not so much that they're enemies), fluff, smut, angst(?), fingering, choking, degrading (slut, whore, etc.), pet names (doll, baby, etc.), cockwarming, lmk if i’ve missed anything!
wc: 907
a/n: this chapter was VERY rushed and makes little to no sense so please bear with me while i continue to write the next few chapters.
“y/n!” chenle’s voice screams into your helmet's comms. you quickly look to your left and see chenle’s head turned towards you as he bounces on his bike excitedly. since you and your group had decided to join haechan, chenle and jeno, all of you were on a ride up towards the mountains that chenle had said he, haechan and jeno frequented.
“chenle” you laugh as you turn your head back towards haechan who was in front of you just to make sure you haven’t lost him. “we have the same classes tomorrow, we should ride together after school!” he says happily as he speeds off towards haechan.
“what about me?” you can hear the pout in haechan’s voice as he speaks. “if you finish at the same time as us then you can come.” chenle says and pats haechan’s shoulder after he moves his bike close enough to reach haechan.
“i finish at one tomorrow.” haechan turns his head towards chenle. chenle doesn’t say anything but gives haechan a thumbs up before speeding off in front of haechan.
“twat.” haechan says before chasing off after chenle, you hear chenle’s giggles in your comms as you, mark, shotaro, felip and jeno speed off to try and catch up with the two bickering boys.
your eyes widen as you see haechan and chenle turn a corner and lose sight of them. “it’s okay, i’m still here.” jeno’s voice is soft as he speeds up in front of you. jeno sits up straight on his bike, releases his right hand from his bike and turns around to make sure you, mark, felip and shotaro are all still together. once he counts all four of you he nods to himself and turns back around.
“speed up, this is where the fun begins.” the smirk in jeno’s tone is undeniable as he lurches around the corner where chenle and haechan had disappeared. shotaro’s laugh is loud as he speeds past you around the corner.
“i’ll stick with you.” mark’s voice says softly as he rides along side me. “we just have to speed up a little so we don’t lose them completely.” mark says and speeds up a little bit while turning around to make sure i was still behind him.
multiple turns later all of us are parked in front of a view of the city, chenle and haechan were bickering while mark, felip and shotaro talked amongst themselves.
i sigh and sit down on my bike while watching the city lights slowly start to turn on as it gets darker as the sun sets casting the prettiest orange gues on the horizon. “i always come here when i need to just think.” jeno’s voice comes from my left as he slowly walks up beside me while he looks out to the skyline.
i hum as my eyes wonder over his facial features before turning back to the city, the orange hues of the sunset fading out into the night sky. “you don’t talk much do you?” jeno lets out a soft chuckle, tearing his eyes away from the skyline and towards me.
“i’m not very good with new people.” i say, hoping he would drop the subject and just either continue rambling so i don’t have to speak or just stop talking all together. “i can tell, would you prefer if i just talked and you listen?” he asks softly almost as if he understood what i meant with my short statement.
i nod slowly and let my eyes travel from the city skyline to the vast mountains to my right. jeno leans against haechan’s bike that was parked next to mine. “this route we’ll be taking is usually where haechan, chenle and i ride when we either want to clear our heads or just want to see the views from the mountains.” jeno starts rambling.
“i come here alone in the middle of the night a lot. it’s one of my favourite spots. actually, funny story.” jeno laughs softly and steps away from haechan’s bike and crosses his arms against his chest.
jeno moves closer to me and points at an old school diner that wasn’t too far from where we currently were. “you see that diner?” he asks gently, his breath fanning against my ear from how close he was.
i nod my head and watch as fairy lights that were wrapped around the veranda awning suddenly flicked on, and the outside lights glowed a warm yellow.
“chenle and i met there. we had just finished our pre-grad walk-through at high school all those years ago. i was still on my L’s and had been for about six months i think,” jeno pauses as he scratches his head in thought.
“yeah, around six months and chenle had almost quite literally gotten it the week before. i was sitting down, trying to finish studying last minute for the final exam when this loud-ass orange-haired chenle came up to me and slammed his helmet down on my table.” jeno laughed wholesomely as he seemed to be looking back at the memory.
“he sat his ass down and started talking to me as if we had been best friends for the past thirty years, i will never forget it. we ended up talking for hours about the kind of bikes we wanted as soon as we got off our L’s, he and i both had a black R3.”
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AUTHORS NOTE ! — this fic will be very generic for the first couple of chapters as i don't want to dive straight into the story so please bear with me, it'll get better.
