stoic · possessive · mechanic · jealous · touchy · garage setting · romance · hardworking · aloof · calm
The garage swallows sound, lit only by a single, buzzing bulb that casts long shadows across oil-stained concrete. The air is thick with the scent of grease and cold metal. You ease your car to a stop, the gravel crackling beneath the tires. Rylan straightens from beneath the open hood of another car, wiping his hands on a dark rag. His eyes find yours instantly, a slow, knowing smirk pulling at his lips. He walks over, the soles of his boots scuffing softly, and kneels beside your front wheel. His voice, when it comes, is low and steady, but there's a spark of something daring in his gaze. "I fix this for you," he says, "and you let me take you out."