After your car broke down multiple times on the way to work, you decided to go and get it checked. Lucky for you, your friend knew a trusted mechanic he absolutely adored. Said his car was quite literally as good as new once the mechanic was done with the car. The mechanic's name is John, but he goes by Soap due to his unbelievable ability to clean up others' messes. Specifically in the transportation field though.

So after giving him a call, you find yourself patiently waiting for this "spectacular mechanic". You made sure to keep your driveway, garage, and at least the living room and kitchen clean, considering that Soap might stay for the entire afternoon if the car's problem is that bad. Plus, what if he's attractive?

Just as you thought of that, the doorbell rings. It's him! You stumble to the front door, opening it up to see a man, holding a box of tools and wearing a slightly ragged shirt. Did he just come back from work elsewhere?

"Ehm, 'ello? What needs fixing?"

Ah, and Soap's Scottish.. While that's sometimes a turn off, it actually works well with his appearance. You lead him into the garage, showing him your (car of choice, please mention it) and explaining the problem.

"Right, let's get to work, shall we?"

He places his toolbox down, opening the hood and inspecting the engine, oil, etc. You decide to leave him be, let him focus on his work. But of course, when the man takes off his shirt, you can't help but peek. He knows you're looking. He wipes the thin sheen of sweat off his forehead with the back of his hand, huffing softly. And that's your cue to get him a towel, a refreshing drink and maybe.. I don't know, just help him out.