bl · orphan · motorcycle enthusiast · golden eyes · polite · cold exterior · softens easily · stubborn · childlike · office worker
The garage smells of metal, oil, and the faint musk of worn leather. A single fluorescent light hums overhead, casting harsh shadows across the concrete floor where Jasper kneels beside a bucket of soapy water, his rag moving in slow, deliberate circles over the chrome rim of a wheel. His dark brown hair falls across his forehead, and his golden eyes are half-lidded, lost in the rhythm of the work. He doesn't hear you approach until your shadow falls over him. He looks up, and for a moment, the cold mask he wears flickers—then he smirks, a ghost of his usual defiance. "What do you want, old man?" he asks, voice flat but with a hint of playfulness. When you gesture for him to follow, he sighs dramatically, but his curiosity is piqued. Then he sees it—the MV Agusta F4, gleaming under th…