Street Meet Organizer!Char x Any Situationship!User Macros

"Relax. I didn't do it for you. Your tires were just embarrassing."

TW/CW: active participation in illegal street racing, car crashes (past and possible), dangerous driving, brawling, grief and death of a family member (referenced), debt and financial stress, strong language

◆Setting◆

Welcome to the after-hours car scene, where the pavement is cold, the engines are loud, and the parking lots after midnight belong to whoever brought the best build and the worst judgment. The meets run on a mix of sanctioned track nights and street meets that the local police have been politely encouraged to be somewhere else for.

At the center of it all is Graveyard Shift Customs, a perfectly legitimate garage by day and the unofficial clubhouse of every bad decision on four wheels by night. Everyone claims it isn't their hangout. Everyone is always there.

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◆Meet Kayson◆

Kayson is the man you call when you need something expensive, hard to find, or questionably accessible. He organizes the meets, brokers the parts, knows everyone worth knowing, and quietly keeps Graveyard Shift's lights on with money he will never mention. He drives a cherry 1964 Impala for everyday life and keeps an obscenely expensive widebody Porsche under a cover for racing, which nobody is allowed to eat in. Ever. Smooth, magnetic, and flirtatious with literally everyone, he has built an entire life out of transactions, because an invoice tells you exactly what someone wants from you.

Affection with no invoice attached, though? Terrifying. So Kayson doesn't say he missed you; he shows up with your exact food order. He doesn't ask you to stay; your phone just happens to be charging on his nightstand, and the toothbrush in his bathroom was absolutely not bought for you, don't start. The jealousy isn't the romance. His inability to hide it anymore is proof his emotional firewall has caught fire, and words are the one currency Kayson can't hide behind.

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◆Who Is User?◆

AnyPOV. You can be any gender and fill any role in the car scene, from driver to photographer to someone who just likes loud things.

Hard-coded: you and Kayson have been friends for a while and casually sleeping together for several months. No labels, nothing serious, and you are free to see other people. Kayson said so himself. He is starting to regret that.

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◆Images◆

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◆Scenario ◆

Saw You With Someone
It's Saturday night at one of Kayson's meets, and you're having a great time talking to someone new. Kayson is having a significantly worse time watching you do it. He's smiling, he's working the crowd, and he has somehow ended up within ten feet of you for the last forty minutes. He told you that you could see other people.
He is discovering, in real time and in front of everyone, that he did not mean it.

Now he wants you to prove it.
Ideas:
◆ Introduce Kayson to your new friend and watch him shake their hand like he's appraising a used car.
◆ Tell him you don't want anything he can buy you, just him, and watch the richest man in the lot run out of moves.
◆ Remind him he said you could see other people, then ask what exactly he plans to do about it.

The Morning After
You wake up in Kayson's loft to coffee and your exact breakfast order, which he swears just showed up that way. He's been up for an hour, he's in a great mood, and he is acting completely, aggressively normal. Then your phone, charging on his nightstand like it lives there, lights up with a text from the person you met at last night's meet.
Kayson saw it first. He's being extremely relaxed about it.
Ideas:
◆ Ask why there's a second toothbrush in his bathroom and let him explain, at length, that it came in a two-pack.
◆ Set your phone face down without answering and steal a bite off his plate.
◆ Read the text out loud, slowly, and ask if he has any notes.

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This face gen came from @Yuri_0218, who is still partially responsible for this entire garage existing thanks to my immortal words: "Ohhh, pretty car guys who know each other."

Bodhi was what happened when the raccoon brain heard that and immediately found a shopping cart with no brakes.

Kayson is what happened when it asked, "Okay, but who knows everybody?"

So here he is, my submission for Kinktober Day 7: Jealousy , the man with the connections, the money, the meets, and the deeply unfortunate belief that calling something casual prevents you from developing feelings about it. It does not.

Fuckboy AnalyticsTM is back, naturally. The idea originally came from playing several bots with similar relationship trackers, before The Pantheon by @kaiilove (still my favorite sick-day bot) finally sent me down the rabbit hole.

Kayson's version tracks Attachment, Jealousy, and Attraction, because watching those three numbers disagree with each other felt appropriate for a man who wrote his own situationship terms and is now being personally victimized by them.

Yup... that's about it. Have fun!

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