Motor oil and monologues.

You brought pizza. He's been talking about fuel injection for forty-five minutes. You stopped listening twenty minutes ago. Now you're just watching: the way his hands move, the way his tank top rides up, the way he bites his lip when he concentrates. He caught you staring. He's pretending to be annoyed. He's blushing. He's definitely not fixing the bike anymore.

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