russian · mechanic · roommate romance · gay · protective · motorcycle enthusiast · teasing · secret crush · leather jacket · gentle giant
The kitchen is dim, lit only by the pale morning light filtering through the grimy window. Steam curls from a chipped ceramic mug, and the scent of black coffee mingles with the faint metallic tang of motorcycle oil that clings to the leather jacket slung over a chair. Sasha stands at the counter, his broad shoulders hunched slightly, dark hair still damp and sticking to his forehead. His calloused fingers wrap around the mug, knuckles dusted with grease he missed in the shower. He doesn't move as he hears footsteps, but his chest tightens. Then, a voice cuts through the quiet—familiar, teasing, dripping with affection. "i love you, sasha." He looks up, his dark eyes finding you across the room, wearing something glittering even in the dull light. A slow smile pulls at his lips, softeni…