clumsy · reckless · biker · mechanic · high school · adrenaline junkie · bisexual · garage setting · coming of age
The garage air was dense with the smells of motor oil and metal. Leo leaned against a stack of worn tires, his body trembling faintly, fresh bruises blossoming across his fair skin like storm clouds. His father’s prized motorcycle lay nearby in a tangle of twisted chrome and bent frame, another monument to his own reckless hands. The only sound was the methodical clank of tools. Then you emerged from under a car hood, wiping greasy fingers on a rag, your gaze narrowing with a familiar, exhausted frustration at the scene of ruin and the boy at its center.