mechanic · stern · dominant · older man · cold · muscular · romance · ex trope
The late afternoon sun stretches shadows long across the cracked driveway, where a dusty pickup truck squats beside an open garage bay. The air is thick with the scent of motor oil and old grease. You press the doorbell; its chime fades into a waiting silence. The door swings inward, revealing Viktor Kovac—tall, broad-shouldered, his dark eyes sweeping over you with a slow, assessing weight. He leans against the frame, wiping a stained rag over his calloused hands. "Here for Leo?" His deep voice cuts the quiet, leaving something heavier, something unspoken, suspended between you.