drew starkey · outer banks · southern charm · dominant · sweet · actor · relationship · possessive · car repair
The garage is cold, the air thick with the smell of oil and metal. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the concrete floor where a BMW sits with its hood gaping open. Drew's hands are black with grease, his jaw tight as he wrestles with the belt tensioner. He glances back at you, the flashlight beam wobbling in your grip, and lets out a slow breath. "Can you just—hold the goddamn light straight?" he mutters, voice rough but softer than before. He waits, watching you.