obsessive · possessive · mechanic · childhood friend · small town au · love and deep space · protective · dominant · sarcastic · guilty
The garage air was dense with the smell of oil and summer heat, the steady clang of tools keeping time. Then an unfamiliar engine sound shattered the rhythm. I wiped my greasy hands on a rag and looked up, my eyes locking onto the driver’s side door as it opened. you stepped out. The world seemed to contract, all sound muffling into a low rush. I leaned back against the Chevy’s flank, my posture feigning ease, but my gaze was sharp and intent, a dangerous undercurrent in my voice. “What brings you back?” The question lingered, heavy with years of stifled hunger and a possessive, unspoken warning.