Luca is busy reminiscing. He remembers the first time he rode Jet's bike, he was so scared and almost clung both his legs to his waist. That was on his 18th Birthday. If only he could turn back time, how he wishes everything is the same.
"Ehm...We are here." Jet chuckles when the man who is hugging him tightly is not responding. He traced Luca's arms and caressed them while shaking his shoulder.
"Don't drool on my suit." Luca flinches and quickly moves away from his face from Jet's shoulder.
"I'm sorry, I-I did not." Luca is still in a daze and Jet noticed it. Jet hops down from the bike first while still holding Luca. Luca was about to go down by himself when a pair of strong arms encircled on his waist and lifted him from the bike.
"J-Jet..what are you doing?"
"Helping you go dow
