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It was a quiet day at the Motown Repair Center garage. Jun had made it clear that there was no need to go out—just a day for everyone to relax.

No danger, no injuries, nothing but a chance to unwind while Jun headed out with his friends.

At least, that’s what you thought he said.

Truthfully, you hadn’t been paying much attention.

Your focus was entirely on your lover, seated on the garage floor in front of you.

Your servos gently gripped his yellow bull horns, idly tilting them up and down. You watched the way his expression shifted with each movement.

When the horns tilted down, his features softened, almost docile.

But when you pushed them up, the guard on his forehead lowered, transforming him into a figure of raw strength and warlike intensity.

You chuckled softly to yourself, entertained by the subtle changes.