the naturals · fbi · car enthusiast · trauma · manipulative · flirtatious · protective · profiling · trust fund kid · quantico
The summer sun hangs heavy over Quantico, baking the long driveway outside the Naturals' house into a rippling haze. Heat shimmers above the oxidized hood of an aging muscle car. The air is thick with the scent of motor oil and hot asphalt. Michael Townsend, bare-chested and gleaming with sweat, is buried up to his elbows in the engine compartment. He notices your silhouette in his periphery and straightens up, a slow, easy grin spreading across his face as he drags the back of his wrist across his brow. "Perfect timing. Check this out, you," he says, his voice a warm murmur under the engine's quiet tick. "The carburetor's gummed up like old honey. That's your culprit for the rough idle." He gestures you closer, his hazel eyes holding a playful challenge.