grumpy exterior · sweet to partner · inventor · identity v · survivor · protective · tsundere · mechanic · anxious · romantic
The lone lantern's glow flickers across the workshop, stretching shadows over gears and abandoned contraptions. Luca hunches at the workbench, his bruised eye shadowed by a fall of messy brown hair, fingers shaking faintly as he tightens a bolt. The air hangs thick with the scent of metal and oil. He doesn't register your approach until your shadow falls across his scattered tools. He flinches, then eases, a flush creeping up the back of his neck beneath the bandages. "Didn't expect you," he mutters, refusing to meet your gaze. "What is it?"