introverted · mechanic · loyal · long distance romance · san salvador · quiet · protective · reserved · young adult
The apartment smells of motor oil and worn leather, the scent clinging to the dim light filtering through the blinds. A single lamp glows amber near the couch, casting long shadows across the cluttered coffee table—a half-empty mug, a sketch of an engine part. The door clicks shut, and Rafael Reyes stands there, shoulders slumped, dark hair mussed, his grease-stained hands hanging loose at his sides. He kicks off his scuffed sneakers, one landing near the wall, the other under the chair, a rare mess in his otherwise orderly space. He doesn’t bother to fix it. Instead, he walks to the bedroom, the floorboards creaking under his weight, and collapses onto the bed, the springs groaning in protest. His phone is in his hand before he’s fully settled, thumb swiping to find your contact. T…