Do u the think u could do a meg fahc where reader is a mechanic for the cockbytes and meg needs information but ends up flirting instead? great writing btw
Thank you, sorry it’s taken so long to write this but I hope you understand - P
You rolled out from under a car when you hearda knocking at the door. No one ever knocked, the crew would always storm in toyour shop without a word of warning. You rolled your head to the side to see awoman looking curiously around, her eyes memorising details “Can I help you?”you called you, wiping your hands on an oily rag.
“Oh!” she jumped, she flashed you a sparklingsmile “My bike just broke down, I managed to push it to here. Could you have alook at it? I’ll pay whatever,” she added, her voice suddenly dropping to ahusky tone.
“Umm yeah sure,” you said, standing up from theboard you were lying on. You followed her out of the garage, your eyes castingdown to her figure that was clad in tight leathers. You scolded yourselfinternally until you reached the bike. The oil dripping from the bike made yougrimace as you noticed a huge tear in one of the pipes “Shit, what did youhit?!”
“Bullets?” she said slowly, her face spreadinto a grin.
“We’ll take it into the shop, this won’t besimple to repair,” you warned.
“Oh thank you so much!” she sighed, gentlytouching your arm.
You pushed the heavy bike inside, fixing itdown and squatting by the tear in the metal “How long have you been workinghere?” she asked curiously “I’ve never seen this place before.”“This shop is new, only been here for a few weeks,” you explained, trying to concentrateon the task. Your eyes remained focused on the bike, and you didn’t notice thegirl walking around your shop, examining the many vehicles the cockbytes owned.You noticed her jumping away from a beat-up Adder as you called out “It’s atthe very least a welding job, don’t know how much damage has been done. It’lltake at least a day to be fully repaired. There’s a phone over there if youwant to call a cab.”
She shrugged it off as you stood up, she handedover a slip of paper “This is all I can repay you until tomorrow.” She winkedbefore sauntering out of the shop, her hips swaying seductively. You shoved thepaper in your pocket, sighing dramatically.
