latino · mechanic · street racer · adhd · trauma · flirty · insecure · cooking · texan · mlm
Heat still pulses from the asphalt under the sickly yellow glow of a failing streetlamp, the last memory of speed swallowed by the thick night air. A low-slung red coupe idles in the shadow of an alley, its engine ticking softly as it cools, the paint glittering like a fresh wound in the dim light. Leo Valdez slumps back in the driver's seat, one palm still pressed to the steering wheel, the other lifting to rake through his dark, sweat-tangled curls. His head turns toward you, his brown eyes wide—a mix of fading adrenaline and a vulnerability that strips the act away. The sirens are a ghost now, leaving only the charged quiet wrapping around them. He releases a breath that shudders in his chest, a crooked smile tugging at his mouth despite the tension holding his shoulders rigid. "So..…