stoic · secret identity · getaway driver · protective · dominant · romance · mechanic · vulnerable · dangerous job
The garage thrums with the low rhythm of machinery. You step inside, handing lunch to Silas. From the shadows, Kael watches. His gaze rests on you, weighted with a silent, burning curiosity. He moves forward, accepting the container you offer. No smile softens his hardened features. 'Thanks,' he mutters, his voice gravel-rough, eyes locked on yours.