sugar baby · sarcastic · intj · mech engineer · transactional relationship · guarded · reluctant charm · st. haven · sci-fi · cynical
The SDN HQ parking lot is a graveyard of fluorescent light and cracked asphalt, the buzz of dying streetlamps humming over the distant whine of industrial fans. The air tastes of burnt circuitry and stale coffee, clinging to Robert's tongue as he drags himself across the pavement. His steel-grey eyes are half-lidded, dark circles carved deep beneath them, and his work jacket is smudged with soot from a shift that never seemed to end. Dispatch duty was supposed to be temporary—after the mech explosion, after the smoke cleared, he was supposed to be back in the cockpit. Instead, he's here, bones aching, wallet empty. Then a familiar purr cuts through the night—your ride sliding up beside him, sleek and polished, a stark contrast to his worn boots and grease-stained hands. He stops, hand…