#motorcycle rides

[marblemoovt]

A Promise - Mondo Owada/Reader

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Rating: Teen

Word Count: 3.7k

Warnings: None, just good ol’ fluff

Summary:

You and Mondo go on a date for your anniversary. You're confident that your gift will be better than his, but oh boy does he prove you wrong.

--------------------- "You got a problem with riding behind me?" He questioned in his usual rough manner of speaking, but years spent together with Mondo made it easy to discern his underlying concern.

"It's not that. I just want to try something different for once, feel the wind blow through my hair properly. That hairstyle of yours acts as a piledriver through the wind." You tease him, watching his face twitch in irritation.

"A man's gotta have a  hairstyle befitting of his status." He puffs out his chest proudly, obviously hinting towards his imminent role as the leader of the best biker gang in Japan.

"Just because you're going to be the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader doesn't justify why your hair looks like an ear of corn." You prop your arm up on the sofa armrest, grinning at him.

"Y'know, if we weren't a thing, my fist would  be greetin' your face right now." He huffs and plops down onto the seat next to you, silently sulking.

Note:

I am currently posting a few of my old works from Wattpad onto ao3, and now tumblr! Keep in mind that most of these are probably a couple of years old. And while they might make me cringe, as old writing tends to do, I don't think I'll ever rewrite any of them due to sheer laziness. I hope you enjoy reading these tho!

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You rummage around your wardrobe, looking for an outfit for your date with Mondo. The rev of a motorcycle engine attracts your attention. You peer out the window to see Mondo leaning against his bike across the street from your house. Today for your date, Mondo brought his bike with a sidecar as per your request. Initially, he was offended that you didn't want to ride behind him like usual. 

~~~~~flashback~~~~~

"You got a problem with riding behind me?" He questioned in his usual rough manner of speaking, but years spent together with Mondo made it easy to discern his underlying concern.

"It's not that. I just want to try something different for once, feel the wind blow through my hair properly. That hairstyle of yours acts as a piledriver through the wind." You tease him, watching his face twitch in irritation. 

"A man's gotta have a  hairstyle befitting of his status." He puffs out his chest proudly, obviously hinting towards his imminent role as the leader of the best biker gang in Japan. 

"Just because you're going to be the Ultimate Biker Gang Leader doesn't justify why your hair looks like an ear of corn." You prop your arm up on the sofa armrest, grinning at him.

"Y'know, if we weren't a thing, my fist would  be greetin' your face right now." He huffs and plops down onto the seat next to you, silently sulking.

"I know for a fact you would never lay a hand on me." You state in a matter of fact tone. He gives you a sidelong glance and raises a brow.

"Oh yeah? And how can you be so sure about that?" He asks. You lean back into the sofa and shrug.

"Because your mother would kill you before you could lay a hand on me." You answer in a confident tone. "Besides, you wouldn't be able to land a hit on me anyway." Before Mondo can retort you cut him off. "I learned from the best after all, didn't I?" Unable to respond to that, he pulls you into his lap.

"Shut up and cuddle me." He huffs out, burying his face into your neck due to embarrassment. "Don't think I can't hear ya laughin'. I can feel your body jerkin' as you're tryin' to hold it in, so if you're gonna laugh just get it over with." The quiet quivering of your muscles turns into a burst of full force laughter as you absolutely lose your shit.

"For someone with your appearance, you're quite soft." You lean back into his arms and smile, bringing a hand up to caress his face. He nips your fingers in retaliation and grumbles to himself.

"I'm not soft, I'm strong! Strong, strong, stro-" You cut him off before he goes on another tangent about his strength.

"Yeah, yeah. You're my big, strong Mondo. The most badass biker out there." You assure him, kissing his cheek to cool off his flaming face. Successfully silencing him, the two of you remain on the sofa until the rest of the gang stumbles in on your act of PDA, which results in Mondo suddenly implementing a training day, ordering everyone to go through his rigorous exercise plan. You bite your tongue and decide it would be better to not point out that his face looks red from embarrassment and not anger, not wanting to inflict a harsher punishment on the innocent gang members. Not even Daiya could save them from Mondo's wrath. 

~~~~~flashback end~~~~~

"Oi, babe! Snap out of it and get your cute butt over here!" Mondo shouts impatiently. His voice brings you out of your daydream and you lean against the window ledge.

"I'll be down there in a minute, I just need to change first!" You shout in reply, turning away to pick your favourite outfit, a set of clothes that you 'borrowed' from Mondo and didn't bother returning.

"Well if you're gonna make me wait, the least you can do is to show me something worthwhile!" He yells, the smug grin evident in his tone. You decide to humour him and start slowly changing in front of the window. A glance outside shows a stunned Mondo, his eyes locked onto your figure. You blow him a kiss before quickly closing the curtains, hearing Mondo exclaim various profanities. 

Since Mondo's wardrobe consisted mainly of his A-shirt, overcoat, baggy pants, and loafers,  everything else was free real estate for you. Taking one of the few t-shirts he owned, you slip it on. The Crazy Diamonds logo was printed on the front and the scent of his cologne mixed with motor oil still lingered on the fabric. Due to Mondo's bulky frame, his clothes always looked wayyyyyy too big on you. Although he'll never admit it, he thinks it's cute when you wear his clothes. In a sense, it makes him feel stronger because of the need to protect you when he sees how small you look in his clothes.

Since it was a date, you decide to wear a nicer pair of jeans that hugged your body and a comfortable pair of shoes. Of course, you couldn't leave the house without your long overcoat that showed you were a part of the Crazy Diamonds. You grin when you think back to how you got it. 

Mondo had awkwardly handed you the overcoat when he asked you out. Stumbling over his words until he got frustrated and finally asked you out, unintentionally raising his voice. He was afraid that he might have scared you off with his brash way of asking you out, but you happily accepted his offer and the overcoat. On the inside of the collar was Mondo's poor attempt at embroidery. Yes, the big, macho man himself took the time to sit down and attempt to sew for you. In uneven lines were the words 'My Diamond ♡' stitched lovingly by Mondo.

You put on the overcoat and admire your reflection, the gold chain attached to the one side of your collar jangles with your movements. Mondo had asked before why you decided to use an obnoxiously large gold chain, but you only shook your head and said "good grief." Exiting your room, you notice Mondo waiting down the stairs for you. Hoisting yourself up onto the railing, you begin sliding down with your arms open. Seeing that you have no intention of stopping yourself, Mondo rushes towards the stairs and catches you before you can crash yourself into the wall.

"What the fuck, babe?! You could've gotten yourself seriously hurt." He scolds you, frantically searching for any injuries that might have been inflicted from your reckless stunt. You give him a chaste kiss on the lips and flick his forehead lightly.

"How can I possibly get hurt when I have my wonderful boyfriend here to keep me safe?"  You say, clinging onto him. He narrows his eyes at you, tightening his hold on your waist.

"Y'know,  you'd be dead without me watchin' your back. All that stupid shit you do, I'm surprised ya ain't afraid to do it again." He shakes his head with a 'tsk' and carries you to his bike.

"Hearing that from you, I'll take that as a compliment." You say happily,  kissing his cheek to provoke a reaction. He falters slightly in his steps but you pretend to not notice.

"Like hell that was a compliment. I'm just tellin' ya how it is without any of that flowery bullshit people like to use." He scoffs, turning his face away from you. You nearly melt in his arms from how adorable his awkwardness is. You give the poor boy a break and lean into his body, inhaling the familiar scent you've grown to love. Once the two of you reach the bike, Mondo gently sets you down into the sidecar but you refuse to let go of him. "Nooooo, I wanna sit behind you." You pout. He clicks his tongue and sets you onto your usual spot.

"Then what was the fuckin' point me of bringing my hog with a sidecar? Ya ain't one to change your mind so suddenly, so what's botherin' ya?" He takes a step back to observe you, and suddenly his face twists in anger. "Wait, do I hafta beat the shit out of someone?! Just tell me their name, I'll beat them into a bloody pulp with my bare fists!" Riling himself up, he demonstrates by bringing his fists up and showing off a punch or two. You laugh and shake your head, gently pushing his arms down.

"The sidecar's for a surprise later. You'll see." You wink and pat the seat in front of you, beckoning him to get on. Mondo shrugs his shoulders and gets on his bike, allowing you to wrap your arms around his torso. He coughs and looks back at you, halting your actions. You were nonchalantly feeling his abs through his shirt but the fun was cut short and you had to make do with hugging him. You use your left foot to hit the kickstand as Mondo revs the engine, speeding the two of you off towards your date.

Despite being the weekend, the roads were oddly quiet and there were barely any other vehicles. Mondo shouts, "so where in Downtown is our date exactly?!", trying to project his voice through the wind. You hum absentmindedly and tell him it's a surprise. Reaching your destination, you pull out a handkerchief from your overcoat pocket and use it as a blindfold. "Goddamn it, babe. I swear if this ends up like the last time you blindfolded me, I'm never gonna let you hear the end of it." He says, begrudgingly following your lead.

"Come on, you ended up enjoying it. You even asked me if we could do it again sometime." You teased, to which he flushes a dark red in response. 

"Fuckin' shut up." He grumbles, obviously embarrassed but you could tell that he was reminiscing of that time. Taking his dreamy state to your advantage, you quickly lead him into the shop. The cacophony of barks and various animal noises brings him back to reality. "No. Fucking. Way." He yanks the blindfold off and sees that you're not there anymore. "Babe?! Where are you hiding?!" He walks down a couple of aisles, and when he turns the corner, he sees you standing there with a little Maltese puppy.

"Happy 3rd anniversary, Mondo! " You speak in a baby voice, waving the puppy's paw at him. The little ball of fluff was snoozing happily in your arms, sporting a cute motorcycle helmet with the Crazy Diamonds emblem on it. You peek out from behind the puppy to see Mondo frozen on the spot. His body remains rigid until a few tears trickle down from the corners of his eyes and you can see how difficult it is for him to keep himself from bursting into tears. "Oh, baby." You walk up towards him and use your free arm to embrace him

His knees buckle and he sinks to the ground, sitting there on the floor while crying quietly into your shoulder. You stroke his back in comfort, wiping his tears, careful to not smudge his eyeliner. "You remembered about Chuck," he said hoarsely, sniffling between sobs. The sleeping puppy awakens and glances up at Mondo, standing up on its hind legs to lick the salty tears that are streaming down his face. "Man, I gotta say. Dogs are the fuckin' best." He starts to chuckle as the puppy lets out a tiny bark. "That's right, kid. You'll be the mascot for our gang. I'll teach you how to fetch the newspaper every morning and you can even ride the sidecar during my nightly rides." He pauses and flashes you a knowing smirk. "Is this why you wanted me to bring the sidecar today?"

You stroke the puppy's soft fur and nod with a smile. "I know how much you miss Chuck, so I thought that maybe it was time to get another dog. Plus, you know I've always wanted one but my parents would never let me, so you could say I also have selfish reasons for getting you a puppy," you answer. Mondo opens his mouth but then closes it abruptly. He grabs your chin and pulls your face towards him, pressing his lips against yours. Pleasantly surprised, you move your mouth in sync with his. He pulls away, but not before nibbling on your bottom lip.

"Thank you. I can't tell ya how much this means to me." A smile spreads across his face and Mondo's expression softens.  He scoops up the puppy before helping you up from the floor. "C'mon, we gotta pick up some stuff for this little guy! He's gonna need a collar, a leash, some food, and-" You can see Mondo's excitement growing and drag him to the dog section before he can say another word. Together, the two of you decide on a collar and matching leash. Mondo went to go pick up some toys and treats while you were in charge of the bed and food. Browsing through the assortment of beds, you decide on one of those fluffy donut ones and grabbed a bag of puppy kibble.

Pushing the shopping cart, you head off in search of Mondo, finding him kneeling in front of a wall of puppy toys. You quietly push the cart towards him and can hear him consulting with the puppy on what kind of toys it prefers. "What do you think, kid? Are you more of a squeaky toy or a plush kinda dog?" Mondo asks, a toy in each hand. The puppy barks and does a little spin. "You're right, better go with both." He nods in agreement, shoving the toys under his arm as he grabs the bags of treats next to him on the floor. "Alright, time to go find your other parent." The puppy notices you before Mondo does and runs excitedly towards you, circling your legs. You bend down to pick up the puppy and an embarrassed Mondo walks up to you. "You didn't see shit." He tells you, looking away to hide his blushing face. 

"Wasn't going to say anything." You say, putting your hands up in defence as well as you could with the puppy in your arms. "You know, you make a good dad." You state, placing the puppy in the cart. The puppy immediately makes his way towards the dog bed and flops down in comfort. Mondo clicks his tongue, a clear indicator that he's too flustered to say anything. Much to your surprise, he manages to reciprocate your teasing.

"Of course I'd make a good dad. What kinda man would I be if I couldn't protect ya, much less our kid? Besides, this is just practice for the real thing, y'know? Once we have a baby, I'll show ya just how good at parentin' I am." His response was confident at first, but as he continued, his face grew redder by the sentence. You laugh and lace your fingers with his, holding hands as you make your way to the self-checkout. 

"You do know that taking care of a baby is a lot different than a puppy or a gang, right?" You ask, quirking a brow. Mondo grins and looks directly into your eyes.

"I take good care of you, don't I?" Your eyes nearly bug out of your head, and you don't know whether to feel flustered or offended. In an attempt to steer the conversation away from yourself, you decide to ask Mondo a question about something that's been on your mind.

"Did you decide on a name yet?" You ask, watching Mondo ponder in thought. "What about Chip?" You suggest, spouting the first name that comes to your mind. Mondo scrunches his nose as if you've brought spoilt milk near him.

"Nah. We need a strong name, something that strikes fear in the hearts of the other gangs." He responds seriously, so seriously that you almost lose your composure. A small giggle slips between your lips. The thought of a little Maltese scaring a biker gang was amusing, to say the least. "I'm being serious here, babe! Look into his eyes and  don't tell me you can't see the strength and bravery that shines deep within 'em."  You look towards the floofy dog and notice it looking at you with a derpy expression, his tongue lolling out of the side of his mouth.

"Mhmm. He looks really strong, just like his dad."  You agree, looking around for your wallet but Mondo hands you his. "Thanks," you tell him and suggest another name. "What about Kaiser? It means emperor in German, certainly a strong name too." Mondo stares at the puppy and mumbles the name over a few times as you pay for the dog supplies.

"Yes! Your name is now Kaiser!" He exclaims, holding up Kaiser. He leans over to kiss your temple. "Sometimes I forget your mind is as strong as your body." You smack his arm lightly and glare half-heartedly. Kaiser lets out a little howl as if agreeing to his new name. "Atta boy! Let the world know who's boss." Mondo praises, having a proud dad moment.

"Hey, Mondo? What did you get for me as an anniversary present?" You casually ask, packing away the dog supplies in cloth bags that you brought because you have enough common sense to be an economical shopper. Mondo rubs his neck and sighs.

"Well, fuck. It sure as hell ain't as good as what ya got me. Compared to yours, my gift looks like a sad pile of shit." He admits, fidgeting with something in his pocket. You open your mouth to protest but he speaks again.  "I'll give it to ya once we're outside, alright?" You nod and take Kaiser to the bike while Mondo carries the bags. He places the bed into the sidecar and you place Kaiser down onto the bed. The leftover space is used to keep the bags full of supplies.

"Soooooo, what did you get me?" You asked excitedly, eager to see what Mondo came up with.  He pulls out something from his pocket but uses his other hand to cover it up.  You attempt to open up his hands but he quickly pulls away.

"No!" He shouts. "I mean, wait." He says, quietly this time. He bites his lips and glances nervously at you. "Look, I know we've been together for a while and... and I did make a promise to you as a man that I would love you for as long as I'm breathin'." He sighs, struggling to find the right words. "What I'm tryin' ta say is that I love you. I know I ain't good at showin' my feelings, but you're the only person who truly makes me feel strong. Happy anniversary my Little Diamond." He uncovers the mysterious object in his hands, revealing it to be a wood carving of a Diamond encircled by a dragon. "I asked my bro Taka what kinda stuff girls like, but it turns out he doesn't know a single thing when it comes to romance. I ended up asking my big bro instead and he told me to make something with my own two hands. He said you would prefer a gift that was handmade by me."

"Holy shit! You made this, Mondo?!" You exclaim in surprise, gently taking the wooden sculpture to examine it. You notice that the top of the diamond is engraved with your initials along with Mondo's. Your vision becomes blurry and the tears slip down your face before you're even aware of it. "I love it!" You glomp him in a hug, laughing, filled to the brim with happiness. 

"That diamond represents you cause you're my Diamond, and that dragon is me." He pulls away from the hug and takes your hands in his. "I wanna make another promise to you and I want you to do the same." You nod, eyes focused solely on Mondo. He smiles kindly and cups your face in his hands. "Stay with me. Promise to stay by my side."  You stare in awe at his words, your heart ramming itself against your ribcage. "Daiya says he's gonna retire soon and wants me to take over. Once I become the leader of the gang, I want you there beside me. I hate to admit it, but I'm not as strong as I say. I need someone to say it to my face if I fuck up. So whaddya say?" He finishes, purple irises staring into yours.

Overwhelmed with a myriad of emotions, you put your hand over his, which still held your face, and nodded. "Of course I will you big idiot. How can I say no when you ask me like that?" You chuckle, burning the memory into your mind. Mondo grins upon hearing your answer, kissing the corners of your eyes to stop the flood of tears. He continues the trail of kisses down your cheeks and to the corners of your smile. You two share a passionate kiss full of warmth and salt. For a man with such a crass mouth, his lips were soft and sent butterflies to your stomach. Kaiser's small barks break the two of you apart. Staring into each other's eyes for a moment, you both break out into a fit of laughter, the warm kind that comes from the pit of your stomach.

"Shall we head back? My hog's just beggin' to be taken for a joyride, and Kaiser seems eager for a walk." He says, getting onto his bike and offering you his hand. You wiggle your eyebrows and grin.

"I wouldn't mind riding your hog all night." You attempt to tease him, but it seems like the confession gave Mondo a boost of confidence. 

"You strike me as a person who has never been satisfied. Consider it done." He smirks, revving the engine and speeding off in the direction of his house. 

Let's just say that after Kaiser's walk, Mondo kept his word and left you very satisfied that evening. When his mother and Daiya teased you two about the noises last night, you had to pin the blame on Kaiser.

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