The Introvert

Ch.7

(Y/n): "Today's the day I practice riding a motorcycle again. Just let me make sure I have all my safety gear on."

He looks into a mirror and looks at what he's currently wearing. A football helmet, a metal trash lid on his chest, shoulder and knee pads, and a cup to protect his boys.

(Y/n): "Now that I look at myself maybe I went overboard but mother always said it's better to be safe than sorry."

The (h/c) haired male walks outside his house and kicking up the kickstand he drags the bike so it's now in the center of the yard. He then went to the side of the bike and pulled one leg over. Now sitting on it he just stares at the handlebars.

(Y/n): "Okay so I put the key in the ignition and check the kill switch. Which handle is the clutch and which one is the brakes again?"

(Y/n): "Wait I need to change it from the mode it's in. I'm sure it was neutral."

(Y/n) now uses his foot to move the mode the bike was in.

(Y/n): "Still don't remember which one is clutch and which is the brakes. Guess it's time for trial and error."

Timeskip

The (e/c) eyed guy now walks into the radio station. (Y/n) received many stares from everyone as he walked to the recording room. His boss turned around to greet him but just looked with a type of emotion (y/n) couldn't understand.

Boss: Why do you look like a mummy?

(Y/n): I was trying to relearn how to ride a motorcycle. Even with the safety precautions I took, it wasn't enough.

Boss: You were trying to relearn?

(Y/n): Yes.

His boss gets up from their seat and walks over to him. (Y/n) was visibly uncomfortable with how close he got. Suddenly his boss brought both hands on his shoulder. A grin is plastered on their face.

Boss: You should have asked me for help. I used to be in a badass biker gang so riding is something I'm knowledgeable in.

(Y/n): Really sir? No offense but you don't look like you'd ever be part of one.

Arthur: Please call me Arthur. Sir is what people call those from my fathers generation. Yes, I was a part of a biker gang but marriage changes people. Did you relearn riding?

(Y/n): I don't even remember hit my head too many times against stuff.

Arthur: Get that checked out after work then. Okay, make sure to keep up this learning progress. We've been getting a lot of positive feedback since DJ Daki was fired.

(Y/n): Can you have someone bring me an ice pack and some water.

Arthur: Of course. You're currently this station's pride and joy if you want anything just ask. Frank, we need an ice pack and water!

Frank: We don't have any ice pack a just a frozen bag of peas.

Arthur: That's not going to cut it. Run to the pharmacy and grab one.

Frank: You got it, boss.

(Y/n) just sit down with the mic in front of him rubbing his temples. He skims through some of the papers and just looks at the window.