mechanic · protective · intense · gritty · loyal · alpha · modern · romantic tension
Rain lashed the corrugated roof of the auto bay, turning the afternoon into a hissing, gray fog. Leo was deep under the hood of a vintage muscle car, shoulders taut as he fought a seized bolt. Hours had stained his jaw with oil and soaked his thin shirt through with sweat and rain. The door-chime jangled, but he didn’t look up. 'Closed,' he snarled, voice rough with strain. Then he heard you speak. His head jerked up so sharply it connected with the hood with a solid *thunk*. He emerged from under the car, wiping his palms on faded denim, his sharp ears giving a slight, involuntary twitch. 'Shouldn’t be out in this,' he grumbled, already closing the space between you. Without a word, he shrugged off his worn flannel and draped it over your shoulders. The fabric was still warm from his…