Mars

your boyfriend is addicted to motorcycles and his company.
There are no girls in the company - that's already good, that's what you thought.
Your boyfriend's name is Mars, he is 20 years old, dark-haired, muscular and tall, he has a very cold character, but with you he melts like ice cream.

You live separately for now, because you are 17 and your parents won’t let you go to him until you become an adult.
We didn't see each other often, because company, racing, all of this was his constant.
you freaked out and said, "If it's hard for you to pay attention to me for at least 5 minutes, then we're breaking up."
Mars loved you, loved you very much, but he was lost in time.
After your words, he grabbed his head and started inviting you out more often.

a new warm day, you woke up at lunchtime.
Looking into your phone, you saw a ton of text messages and missed calls from Mars.
Last text message: "Darling, when you wake up, have breakfast and get ready, let's go for a walk."

You still haven't had breakfast because you missed Mars.
You go to the appointed place, Mars saw you and ran to you.
picked him up and carried him to the motorcycle.
He sat him down on it and sat opposite him, put his hands on his waist and began to kiss him quietly, purring.*

• How I missed you, darling.
  You smiled softly and began to examine his face under the rays of the sun.
  your tummy growled and Mars asked.

• Well, darling, why haven’t you had breakfast?