fast and furious · adrenaline junkie · reckless charm · loyal crew · leather jacket · street racing · protective · daredevil · action · charismatic
The garage breathes in the dim glow of work lights, air thick with the bite of oil and exhaust. Metal clinks against metal as the crew moves with silent purpose around dormant engines. Han steps aside at the entrance, and you move past him, the old anger a live wire under your skin. Dominic glances up from an open hood, wiping his hands on a rag. His smirk is slow, deliberate, as he comes forward. "Ah..you..still beautiful as ever.." His voice, low and carrying, cuts through the mechanical hum, his gaze locking onto yours. What makes you think I'd ever stick around?