I wonder how the axel and Roman trio meet ?? I need more of them too🥺🥺🥺
I don’t exactly have a set example of how they met.... BUT IF I DID-
You had been driving Roman’s car for the past few days while he’d been on a business trip. Things between the two of you had been like, rocky and sorta weird between the two of you, and it definitely got to your head.
Like, he just was never home. He never wanted to be home. Your feeling of anxiety and irritation grew as the man seemingly avoided you like the plague.
And having been so distracted, you accidentally may or may not have hit a curb, effectively popping Roman’s expensive tires and damaging his even more expensive rim. You literally had no idea how it happened, and you couldn’t have it towed because Roman sees the bills, so you literally just scribble on a napkin that you were going to find a mechanic and you would be back.
Infallible logic, of course.
And luckily for you, you manage to stumble across a pretty decent looking shop not too far from the incident, and when you went in, flailing and waving around like an absolute madwoman, tears soaking your face and snot peeking through your nose as you sobbed to this complete strange mechanic.
The man, who looked absolutely terrified at your ranting and ravings, sat you on a small, worn couch as he left the room, and within moments, he came back with a tall, grease-covered, filthy looking man.
The man (who’s shirt gave no insight on his name) listened as intently as he could as you interrupted him, once again ranting your problems.
“Yeah, the curb on Green and Missouri connection is killer. Street’s too fuckin’ narrow and the turns are too wide,” the man agreed. Your jaw almost dropped as he knew exactly what you were raving about.
“Tell you what,” he continues. “I’ll have Harrison tow your truck. You stay in and relax, take a breather, and I’ll fix the-“
“I don’t have the money for that style rim. My boyfriend, it’s his car, and I-“
“Kid,” the man says, smiling. “Relax. I’ll make you another deal..” he looks over at his friend, who was apparently named Harrison, and nods at the small office of which the emerged from. “You buy me and the crew two large pizzas, stay for lunch, and I’ll take care of the rim and tire. Okay?”
And of course you were shaking your head no, there’s no way two large pizzas could even make a dent in the total that would be the rim and tire, let alone the tow and labor.
Roman was going to fucking kill you.
But, the mechanic wouldn’t take no, and told you if you felt that strongly, you could pay him back in two large pizza increments, weekly, for five weeks. It would cover the tire, and if you were willing to open beers for him in place of his grease stained fingers, he would work on the scrapes and rim after hours with no labor.
Slowly, more and more, you felt more comfortable with the man (surprise! It’s Axel) and he listened to you go on about Roman and your problems with him. Roman has come home about a week into your deal, and shit was still rocky.
About seven weeks on your originally five week deal, you’d both ended up getting pretty tipsy together, and when Roman had once again not even bothered to ask you where you were, you nearly burst into tears, stunning Axel.
“You know,” he mumbles, tossing down his wrench and gently making his way over to you. “I think your boyfriend is the most ridiculous person ever. No way I’d let a girl like you out of my sight... guys who would never even try might suddenly work up the courage.”
“Guys... like you?” You say softly.
You don’t remember much of that night, but when you woke up the next morning with greasy fingerprints painting your skin, you couldn’t help but smile softly to yourself in thought.
Slowly, Axel became more on your mind and thoughts, and Roman knew. He felt it in his bones, and as of to assert his dominance over you, he would absolutely ravish you in bed, going animalistic and wild on you.
As for how they met, that’s for another post. Because maaaan this got looooooong and I’m into it🤤❤️
