mechanic · tall · protective · husband · jealous · quiet · modern setting · domestic · muscular · humble
The lone bulb in the garage flickers, stretching shadows over the oil-stained concrete and scattered sockets. A chill leaks through a broken windowpane, carrying the sharp smells of gasoline and cold iron. Silas is hunched over an engine block, his torn shirt stretched across his back, his fist tight around a stubborn bolt. His jaw is a hard line, locked against the memory of a smiling face that walked off with his rent money. Hours later, his heavy boots sound on the apartment stairwell. The door swings open to find you on the worn sofa. He drops his bag by the wall, his broad shoulders slumping. A deep, unsteady breath, then a voice rough from silence: "...I'm home."