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biker! simon... btw my fyp is full of hot bike dudes now 😫
GODDD THATS ADORABLE!!! and omg?? i call that a win!!! (my fyp’s full of ghost - both cod n the band teehee)
but no yea biker!simon definitely does that to tease u (unfortunately for him, it backfires)
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because here’s the thing: you and him have created a routine now. a code. he will tap his shoulder once in question – want me to pick you up? – and he’ll wait for you to nod twice before crouching down so you can hop on his back.
and it’s this little adorable thing that the two of you know by heart. it doesn’t matter where you two are or who you are with, whenever it’s time to go simon will always tap his shoulder to ask you if you wanna be carried.
so the first time that he doesn’t do it, you’re filled with worry. you’re anxious that maybe simon’s exhausted for any extra flare right now. you inch towards him to tell him that he doesn’t have to carry you but you notice that simon isn’t moving at all. it’s not just the tap, but he doesn’t even turn to hop on his bike or anything.
he just cocks his head to the side, arms crossing over his chest, and watches you. you blink, confused, unconsciously mirroring his tilted head, and simon chuckles.
you do not hear his laughter but you do see his shoulders shake as he laughs, his voice muffled by his helmet. you frown, and it’s your turn to cross your arms this time before snubbing him because you understood what he just tried.
naturally, it’s time for payback.
you watch from the corner of your eyes as simon straightens up, his laughter dissipating and his relaxed stance being replaced by rigidity as he sees the shift in your mood.
he ambles towards you, worried, but you still do not face him, blatantly pretending to ignore him. your silence lasts for only another ten seconds before you see simon ducking down, his big body escaping your field of view, and the next you know you’re being slung over his shoulder.
you squeal, your mind still reeling over the loss of your centre of gravity, but simon’s already running around the lot, thundering past parked cars and making sharp turns that force you to grip on him for dear life.
“simon!” you scream, smacking his back, but simon just playfully slaps your ass in response before making another turn.
you can’t help it – you laugh.
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johnny sighs as he watches simon carry you off deeper into the parking lot before snapping his visor up and looking at kyle. “you think they forgot that we’re here again?”
kyle snorts as he turns his engine off. “‘i think’? more like ‘i know’.”
johnny groans as he drops his head on his hands. great. now they’re truly going to be late for the meet up.
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