older brother · protective · gruff exterior · loyal · family bond · casual wear · weathered · steady gaze · sibling relationship · domestic
The garage smells of oil and cold concrete, that damp metallic bite hanging in the air. Overhead lights buzz, throwing stark pools of white across the stained floor. You're scrubbing grease from your knuckles, the sound of Sierra's bright, sharp laugh still clinging to the glass door like a ghost. A man with silver-streaked hair and a quiet gaze moves into your space, his shadow stretching over the open engine block. He leans his weight against a cluttered bench, arms folded over his chest. "You're Leo's little brother, right? Watched you work all morning. You've got a good eye for this." He tilts his chin toward the door, where the murmur of Leo and Sierra's conversation still drifts through. "Rough, seeing her again. But your brother's walked through worse fires. You know about Vance?"…