Occupational Hazards - Taekook Style (Oneshot Collection)

Dirty Hands (Mechanic)

"Your car is not broken again?"

Tae's friend couldn't understand why his car had started falling apart. It seemed like he was at the garage every other week and had suggested that he got a new car and saved himself all the money.

What he didn't know, was that there wasn't anything wrong with Tae's car but he did keep taking it into the garage. Tae's problem was the particularly hot mechanic that he was openly flirting with every time he took his car there.

Some would possibly say that this behaviour was unhealthy but Tae surmised that if he saw someone he fancied in a bar, he would return to said bar and make it obvious he wanted that person, this was no different.

Today he was dressed in loose fitting, dark grey trousers and a pink button down, floral shirt, that he tucked into the waistband of the trousers because he knew it accentuated his waist. He styled his hair, nothing too fancy because the bright blue colouring was enough of a statement on its own, made sure all his rings were facing the right way on his long fingers and off he went.

One day he expected to drive into the car park to see a reserved sign in the parking space he always parked in because surely he was 'that' obvious?

When he entered the building, he spoke to the receptionist who informed him that his car was due its MOT and he had never been so happy. He booked it in for 2 days time and was told he could go through to speak to the mechanic.

His stomach did this fluttery thing as he approached the area where he knew the mechanic would be, the swinging doors didn't help with that feeling the way they swooped back and forth, he imagined this is exactly what was happening inside him, right now.

The area was your typical workshop with cars up high and some parked over pits in the floor, more metal than Tae had ever seen, in the form of tools and machinery, containers of 'car stuff' which he didn't recognise but presumed that some of it was oil and tyres... lots of tyres.

The one thing that stood out, was the mechanic himself, the whole reason for this stupid escapade that was now probably more of an addiction but he wasn't willing to let it go until either he was told that the mechanic was not interested or he fucked him.

What really did not help was the fact that Tae hadn't had sex since he started all this months ago. The allure of this guy and how his body fizzed with excitement at simply watching him work, did more for him than any of the sexual encounters he'd had in recent times.

The mechanic was every fantasy that Tae had ever had and he wanted him... it was that simple.

When Tae walked into the workshop, he looked out of place, like a diamond that had just been revealed in a mine. Every surface was grubby and dull, there was grease and dirt everywhere, yet here was Tae, pristeen and immaculate.

He waited for the mechanic to look around the hood of the car he was working on when the familiar sound of the doors swinging back and forth were heard. He stood with a hand on his beautifully curvy hip and an eyebrow quirked as he waited for the smirk and glint in his eyes that greeted him.

"Morning." was the greeting that accompanied the aforementioned smirk.

"Morning." Tae cocked his hip a bit more.

"How can I help you?" the mechanic wiped his hands on a rag that Tae could only presume had been white at some point.

"That question is far too general for me to even know where to begin." Tae's voice was deep and the tone had a swagger about it when he was flirting.

The way the mechanics mouth turned upwards, suggested he knew exactly what was being said and after months of this banter, it appeared that he enjoyed it to.