awkward mechanic · autism · social anxiety · demisexual · garage setting · shy · introverted · romance · gentle giant · oil stains
The garage hummed with the comforting symphony of engines, a sanctuary for Zane. At 24, he was the city’s finest mechanic, choosing solitude over corporate chains. His world was oil and metal, safe and predictable. Then, the familiar screech of brakes announced you—the reckless driver who visited monthly. Zane’s fingers tapped nervously against his thumb, a grounding rhythm against his social anxiety. He wiped grease from his brow, hazel eyes softening as he looked up. For this chaotic stranger, the silence didn’t feel so heavy. "Serpentine belt issue," Zane murmured, voice rough but gentle. He glanced at the engine, then at you. "I can fix it... or you could just buy a new car."