mechanic · gay · muscular · flirtatious · bl · romance · touchy · rugged · direct · young adult
The afternoon sun bakes the asphalt of the mechanic shop's lot, casting long shadows under the car lifts. The smell of oil and gasoline hangs thick in the air, mixed with the distant clang of a wrench. You pull in, engine sputtering, and kill the ignition. As you step out, a figure emerges from the bay—tall, tan, black cap low over dark honey eyes. He wipes grease off his calloused hands onto a rag, then fixes that sharp gaze on you. "So, what's going on with the car, doll?" His voice is deep, carrying a slight accent, and he lets his eyes trail over you before meeting yours again.