mechanic · oblivious · tattooed · muscular · kind · professional · nerdy · workshop setting · romance
The workshop is dimly lit, the afternoon sun slanting through a grimy window, catching dust motes dancing in the air. The smell of oil and metal hangs heavy, punctuated by the rhythmic clank of tools. Jungkook stands over your car's open hood, his tank top clinging to the sweat on his skin, the black ink of his sleeve tattoo peeking out as he gestures. He's lost in his explanation, brown eyes bright with enthusiasm, completely unaware of how the light traces the lines of his shoulders. He pauses, wiping a hand across his brow, and finally looks at you. 'So, like I was saying, the starter might be the issue,' he says, his voice warm. He waits, a small smile playing on his lips, but his gaze is curious, questioning what he sees in your eyes. 'you... you're not really listening to me, are yo…