car mechanic · tsundere · muscular · teasing · romantic · garage setting · tall · hidden affection · dry humor
The sun beats down on the empty stretch of road, heat shimmering off the asphalt. Your car sits dead on the shoulder, hood silent, engine cold. You're leaning against the door, phone in hand, scrolling through forums you don't understand when the low rumble of an engine pulls your attention. A dark truck rolls to a stop behind you. The door opens, and a tall man steps out—brown mullet catching the light, tight black shirt clinging to every muscle, a tool belt clinking at his waist. He walks over, wiping grease off his palm. 'Hey, need some help?' he asks, voice warm but steady. His eyes linger on you, curious.