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Nymeria was a gorgeous beast, easily the prettiest and most temperamental bike Gendry's ever had the pleasure of fixing. After he's done fixing the bike, he checks it's growling as it should and then goes of to change his stained undershirt.
He'd been hard at work and he needed a bath ideally or a shower minimum but he'd have to make do with a quick wash in the sink. The note said 'Jon' had dropped it off for his sister to pick up. The last part of the note was smudged so Gendry had worked fast, just in case the delivery time was the thing that got smudged. He needed to be ready and presentable by then. If this was a new customer, Mott would bite his head off if he drove them away with bad service.
Gendry still has his towel over his face, and no shirt on, when someone clears their throat. He jumps, no one had managed to sneak up on him in the last couple of years. He quickly pulls the towel down and jumps.
"Hi, I'm here for my bike, Jon dropped her off to be fixed up," the girl, young woman says. At a guess, Gendry would say she's maybe 16 or 17, way too young for him. She's cute though, like a little sister.
"Yes, Nymeria's ready to go, m'lady but," Gendry doesn't get to finished before he's punched, rather hard, in the shoulder.
"Don't call me that! But thank you for fixing her," the little Tasmanian devil answers graciously, at a direct contrast to the violence from before.
"Then what should I call you?" Ok, fine, Gendry knows he's flirting but she's cute and nothing can come of it so it's fine.
"Well, Gendry, I'm Arya," she said, straddling the bike and still staring at him, amused. It made feel Gendry like he was missing something.
"I'm a little surprised you can actually ride her," Gendry smiles teasingly but before he can continue, he's interrupted.
"She's my graduation present. I'm off for four years but I'll see you when I get back." Arya, somehow, had gotten off the bike, in Gendry's personal space, went up on her toes to kiss his cheek lightly, a hand in the middle of his stomach to keep her balance. Then she was off.
Which is when Gendry realised he'd been bare chested in front of a customer, who was not a girl but clearly over 18, who seemed to like him but who also just left town for four years leaving him confused and interested. To be fair, he's the one who'd flirted first. Serves him right for being a dummy.